Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

Bang!

A tall white man walked in. He was wearing a tuxedo, with neat blond hair and blue eyes like the sky. He was full of masculine and handsome. Looking at the oriental man who looked like a frozen corpse, he spoke fluent Chinese: "I'm here to tell you a piece of news. The nest of the Anmen has been exposed. Now it has been wiped out by China with all its strength. The elites in the sect have been killed or injured. Your junior brother, the leader of the Anmen, died by using the Blood Evil Reincarnation Technique."

"What a waste. With his little cultivation, he dared to go against the will of heaven and kill people!"

The frozen middle-aged man still had his eyes and mouth closed, and his body did not move at all, but a strange voice came out from his body: "There is no need to say more about the situation in the sect. As long as I, Ximen Wudao, am not dead, the Anmen will never be destroyed. Those who destroyed my Anmen will pay with blood in the future. How is my junior sister!"

"Escaped from death!"

As if the ancient Western nobles The white man smiled slightly: "But she found the Sky Eye, and used the Sky Eye intelligence system to find you in secret code around the world. Do you want me to help you contact her and bring her here!"

"No need!"

Ximen Wudao was still like an ice sculpture, and his voice came from his body: "I'd better not see her in this state. I'm afraid I can't help but hurt her. It's better to keep her as far away from me as possible!"

"The Moon and the Sun are invincible in the world!"

The tall white man sighed: "But who can imagine that everything will turn around, and there will be gains and losses. The price of this invincibility is that any one person who practices a unique skill alone will never be able to transcend the ordinary and become a saint. One party must be willing to dedicate the Yin God to the other party, so that the Yin and Yang will be combined and transcend immediately, and become invincible again. Without your junior sister giving up everything, you will never be able to If you can transcend the ordinary and become a saint, why do you still insist on it? "

"No, there is no absolute in the world!"

A firm voice came from Ximen Wudao's body: "Yin alone cannot produce, Yang alone cannot grow, extreme Yang produces Yin, extreme Yin produces Yang, everything in the world is in opposition, but also one and inseparable. As long as I use the extreme Yin land to stimulate the extreme Yang, I will definitely break the barrier of the Sun Supreme Art. At that time, extreme Yang will produce Yin, and Yin and Yang will be united. I don't need my junior sister's life, and I can still transcend the ordinary and become a saint."

"You are confident to the point of conceit!"

The tall white man raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "But I advise you to make preparations early and start cultivating the 'Yin and Yang Seeds', even if not for yourself, but for your junior sister. There are talents in every generation, and each leads the way for hundreds of years. Now this world is no longer our world , Leng Tianji of the Leng family in China, also known as Leng Wuxin, created his own unique and miraculous Daotai Demon Seed method, which is about to be perfected and become a saint. Ye Tian, ​​the evildoer of the Ye family, failed to make the elixir but recovered against all odds. Zhang Xuanyi of the Zhang family is about to complete the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir method, and Bai Yuchan of the Bai family's 'Heavenly Cicada Transformation' will also complete the tenth level of transformation. These are the young talents of China. In Europe, America, Northern Russia, and Japan, there are talents who are about to break the limits of the human body. The world is about to enter a new era of martial arts because of technology. You need to accept my advice! "

"Yin Yang Seeds!"

Ximen Wudao was silent for a moment, and a voice came out of his body again: "Please help me pick out some pure Yang seeds and leave them for my junior sister to use in the future; as for the pure Yin seeds, I don't need that. I will definitely reverse Yin and Yang, unite Yin and Yang, and become a saint by myself. "

"Everything is up to you! "

The tall white man did not refute, and changed the topic: "China is about to face a financial storm, and various large financial groups are involved. My people have already taken over China. Do you want to share your funds with China!"

"You decide these external things!"

Ximen Wudao had a blank expression, and a cold voice came out of his body: "Although the Dark Gate has its roots in China, it has been an enemy of the Chinese rulers for thousands of years. The stronger China's national strength is, the more the Dark Gate is suppressed. On the contrary, the troubled times are the rise of the Dark Gate. Send a message to my junior sister for me. When I become a saint, I will naturally go to see her. Let her start to train the leader and killer seeds again, and wait for the day to rebuild the Dark Gate. "

"I am looking forward to the day when the Dark Gate reopens! "

The tall white man smiled slightly, his eyes were as blue as the sky without a trace of impurities, pure as a baby, but no emotion could be seen.

...

Huaxia, Jinling!

"Received the latest news, the Dark Gate has been completely destroyed, and the Dark Gate leader also died in Kyoto. Su Qi has returned to Jinling for seven days, but he has been staying at home and has not made any moves. It is impossible to figure out what he wants to do! Do you think he will attack us? With his current skills, I am not his opponent at all. "

Old Chang, with cloudy eyes and expressionless face, reported the news and stood quietly by the side without saying a word. He knew that Qian Bancheng needed to think.

In fact, they had already known that Su Qi had joined forces with the police to eliminate the Dark Gate.

But recently, the stocks of Hongyu Group were suddenly shorted by a mysterious force.The opponent's strength and ruthlessness were unprecedented, which made them anxious and exhausted. They had no time to care about Su Qi's actions. Until recently, they could not hold on any longer and took out the life-saving killer, Jiangnan Order, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing that Su Qi and the police had successfully encircled the secret door, Lao Chang had been trembling with fear for a long time.

After all, as a kung fu master, he knew very well how easy it was for people like them to take a person's life.

They all hired assassins to assassinate Su Qi. What if the opponent came to kill them? Those ordinary bodyguards were useless.

"What, what else can that little bastard do!"

Qian Bancheng, who has always been calm and composed, now has a ferocious face, as if his eighteenth generation of ancestors' graves have been dug up. He gritted his teeth and said, "He must be thinking about dealing with us, but he is also concerned about the power of the Jiangnan Association, so he dare not attack us.

As for assassination by force, I don't think that little bastard has the courage to do so. My Jiangnan Order has been used. If he kills me now, he will go against the entire Jiangnan Association and will definitely face the ruthless crushing of Deacon Yu Yongqiao.

Although he has made a name for himself now, he is nothing in China. If he dares to be arrogant and go against the Jiangnan Association, it will definitely be a dead end.

This little bastard is so abominable. If he hadn't let those two little bitches, Bai Feifei and Meng Jiao, short-sell Hongyu Group once, which caused great damage to Hongyu Group's reputation and lack of confidence among shareholders, how could those European and American consortiums choose us, and how could I sell my property and be forced to use the Jiangnan Order and leave the Jiangnan Club, the big backer.

I am in this situation now, all because of that little bastard. I am irreconcilable with him. I want him to die without a burial place. I want him to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy and repent. I want him to be unable to live or die. "

At the end of the scolding, Qian Bancheng roared completely, like a mad beast, unable to control himself at all.

Although the Jiangnan Club helped to repel the short-selling force of Europe and America, Hongyu Group still had a large deficit and needed a lot of funds to fill it.

And those grandsons of the bank are the ones who beg for loans when you are not short of money, so that they can earn interest. Once you show any bad signs, they will immediately do everything possible to withdraw loans, and then resolutely refuse to lend money to support you through the difficulties.

Moreover, after the last battle on the high seas, Su Qi ruined his reputation again, making his reputation in the circle of friends so bad that few people helped him.

Therefore, in order to fill the deficit, Qian Bancheng had to reluctantly deal with some high-quality assets in his hands, and the price was repeatedly suppressed by others.

When he thought of himself falling to such a point, he immediately hated Su Qi.

He never thought that if he hadn't wanted to get something for nothing and bully Su Qi, how could he end up like this now?

"Let's talk about these things later!"

Knowing that Qian Bancheng is now a toothless tiger, and now even the secret door that can be relied on has been lost, now he can only curse behind his back to vent his anger. Lao Chang said expressionlessly: "The equity transfer agreements of Hongxing Group, Feiyue Group, and Sanming Group, some valuable antiques, and calligraphy and paintings that we sold have been signed. It is a Hong Kong businessman in Hong Kong. A total of 500 million US dollars have all been received, but the seller asked to see you before leaving. He wants to make friends with you. He just got into the manor by car!"

"Let's go!"

Although he was angry, one more friend means more ways. He met a rich man who could offer 500 million US dollars again. Based on the shrewdness of a businessman, Qian Bancheng immediately suppressed his anger, forced a smile, and turned to walk out.

When the two of them arrived at the reception room, they saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with a shrewd look, and a figure wearing a windbreaker and a woolen hat, standing in the middle of the reception room, looking up and down at the "Lushan Gaotu" in the middle hall.

"He, he is!"

Although the man stood with his back to him, Qian Bancheng and Lao Chang could tell at a glance that he was familiar, and their faces immediately darkened, and they turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"Don't be shy, Langwei!"

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie said with a broken Mandarin: "I don't like real buying. You are the boss of your boss. You are just a second aunt. Sao Rui, Sao Rui, your Chinese is not very good!"

"Get out!"

Qian Bancheng was furious and glared at the "Hong Kong businessman". He walked forward quickly and gritted his teeth and said: "Su Qi, don't hide your head and show your tail. I know it's you. What are you doing here? Do you want to see Qian Bancheng's joke? I tell you that even now, my assets are still five times more than yours. You have nothing to be superior to me. You want to find someone to buy my shares and antiques and calligraphy and paintings to attack me. You are using the wrong method!"

Old Qian took the "Hong Kong businessman" out the door and quietly took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Old Qian, look at you, how petty you are., I bought your assets at this time without any grudges, and gave you a lot of cash flow for you to turn around. I am closer to you than your own father, but you are cold to me. Hey, you are so old, you should learn how to behave. "

Su Qi wore a woolen hat, a pair of big sunglasses on his nose, a white scarf around his neck, a black windbreaker, and big leather shoes. He was dressed like a Shanghai big brother in a movie or TV series. He turned his head and grinned: "Also, I find that you are a hypocritical and pretentious person. Not only are you uneducated, but you also like to be pretentious. Your "Lushan High Picture" is a fake. The real one is collected by the Palace Museum. You still have the nerve to hang it in the reception room. Do you know what others will say when they see it? Nine out of ten will call you a nouveau riche, a fool, and a scholar who is uneducated and likes to pretend to be a scholar! "