"Look at this thing."

Yang Ritian said, taking the sign off from his neck and throwing it to Fatty Pan.

Fatty Pan saw that Yang Ritian was so mysterious, and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a brand? Why is it so mysterious? Ah?"

When he saw the patterns and letters on the sign clearly, he couldn't help but exclaim, his hand shook and almost threw the sign to the ground.

"It's really in your hands?"

Fatty Pan asked in surprise.

Yang Ritian smiled and said with a complacent look: "What is this called? This is called God's will, hehe." He smiled and said the process of how he got this brand.

Fatty Pan was speechless and finally cursed quietly: "Are you so lucky to be so good?"

Yang Ritian smiled proudly, leaned on the sofa and took another bag of Zhonghua from his arms, and smoked one. But Fatty Pan snatched the cigarette from the table, smoked one, and put the rest in his pocket, and cursed and said, "If I had known this thing was in your hands, how could I give you that little money? Damn, I will rely on you to support you in the future!"

Yang Ritian didn't bother to pay attention to him, but instead stood up and walked around the office, then stood in front of a porcelain bowl and stopped moving. After a long time, he said lightly: "Is this bowl worth a lot of money, right?"

But Fatty Pan stood up and cursed: "You rusty bun, how could you be greedy for me as a little bit of a bargain? I didn't know you had this thing before. If you want to know, you don't even want to take that bottle away!"

As he said that, the man had already walked to Yang Ritian's side, picked up the bowl and held it in his arms, and said as if he was afraid of being stolen: "Mr. Kuan, can you stop beating me in this small place?"

Yang Ritian kicked him and cursed with contempt, "Look at your stingy look!" Then he slowly sat in front of the sofa and asked, "I think this brand is weird, and, hehe..."

Fatty Pan asked in surprise: "Do you don't know the origin of this brand?"

Yang Ritian shook his head and repeated Li Zhiguo's words.

Fatty Pan slapped his thigh and cursed: "That old boy Li Zhiguo is not kind! But you are too fucking immoral, so you just snatch someone else's wife?"

Yang Ritian rolled his eyes, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "Aunt Xiangfeng has to be willing to do it myself, otherwise where would I get it?"

Fat Pan didn't answer his words and said to himself: "This thing is not just that simple. If it is just a sign representing identity, it's just an internal announcement. How can it cost such a big price?"

When Yang Ritian heard that this brand had other effects, he immediately became energetic. He leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth and said seriously, "Oh?"

Fat Pan thought as if he was recalling the memory, saying, "I was lucky enough to get in touch with a core member of this family when I was in the UK, and I discovered a problem."

Fat Pan took a sip of cigarette, as if recalling something extremely terrible. When his emotions calmed down, he slowly continued: "His body has aged. He looks very old, but it seems like there is a mysterious force in his mind. At that time, I was just a little bad at all and was immediately seen through. When I felt something was wrong, my body could not move at all, as if it was completely out of my own control. I was going to be killed, but he suddenly answered a call and left me excitedly. That was the only time in my life that I felt my fragility and had no ability to resist at all. From that time on, I returned to China and found a wife to live my life safely."

Yang Ritian changed his mind and whispered: "Is the call he received about this brand?"

Fat Pan shook his head, leaned tiredly on the sofa, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I don't know, since then, I have never been involved in these things again. There are many things we can't imagine in this world, and they may be just one of them. However, by occasional opportunity, I heard others say that there is a brand that can help them strengthen this power, but the brand was lost in a war a hundred years ago. However, the brand looks like it and is well known to many people."

Yang Ritian was stunned for a moment, and after sucking the cigarette in his mouth, he cursed: "Your mother's legs! Even if they are all fucking God, so what? They all carry one head on both shoulders, who can be afraid of whom?"

Fatty Pan also looked moved and said with a chuckle: "Yes, brother, I'm so timid. Damn, if I meet you again, even if I'm afraid, I have to hold on!"

Yang Ritian smiled and said, "This is a man with eggs!"

Fatty Pan smiled awkwardly. After a while, he picked up the bowl on the table and put it back in place. But suddenly he turned his head and said with a swaying smile: "Brother, can I borrow this brand for two days?"

Fat Pan is ready to refuse Yang Ritian. This brand is so important that even the closest person cannot share it, right?

But he heard Yang Ritian grinning and cursing: "When did you get so polite to me? If you want to use it, take it!"

Fatty Pan accidentally shook his hand and threw the Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain bowl to the ground. However, he ignored the value of the bowl and turned his head excitedly and said, "Really?"

Yang Ritian gave him a blank look and replied angrily: "Fake it, if you don't believe it, please return it to me quickly. I'm in a hurry to exchange it for money!"

The fat man quickly hung the sign on his neck and said helplessly: "Where is it? Why didn't I see the sign you mentioned?"

Yang Ritian smiled and scolded him before sitting on the sofa, thinking about how to deal with it next.

I have too many concerns, and no one of those women can get into trouble. It seems that it is necessary to take precautions in advance.

Just when Yang Ritian was thinking, he heard a ringtone in his cell phone, "I hurried into the forest, and the forest was clustered with clusters. I couldn't find its whereabouts, I only heard the murmuring..."

Yang Ritian took out his cell phone, but saw that Cheng Shi had called, so he pressed the answer button directly.

"Brother Tian, ​​where have you gone? If you don't come back, you women will be peeked up!"

Cheng Shi's angry voice came from the other end of the phone, causing Yang Ritian's ears to hurt. He quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

But Cheng Shi said angrily: "You'd better come back and take a look. Fortunately, Ergouzi and Xiangxiu didn't know what they thought, so they ran to the yard to fight. Xiangxiu found someone in time and shouted, and your woman avoided the fate of being peeked at. But Ergouzi was crying now. Xiangxiu said that when they had done half of that thing, someone broke in."

Yang Ritian was stunned for a moment, stood up quickly, and said to Fatty Pan: "Fatty, you can manage this shopping mall in a unified manner. Yuzhi will not come to work during this period."

Seeing that he was anxious, Fat Pan said seriously: "No problem, is there something wrong?"

Yang Ritian walked out and said, "Someone broke into my house last night! Your mother's legs seem to have been arranged!"

When Fat Pan heard this, he quickly followed and said lightly: "I'll go with you?"

Yang Ritian paused at the door, turned around and said, "Okay!"

The second fat man quickly followed and the two of them came to the underground parking lot of the mall together.

"careful!"

Yang Ritian was about to get on the car, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He was like a prey targeted by a wolf, and he would be ruthlessly swallowed at any time.

He couldn't help but shout, the man had already rolled on the ground and hid behind the car.

With a "bang!", like the sound of metal collide, a shell fell to the ground, rolled a few times before stopping at the foot of the wolf's head.

He looked around in the scope and found no trace of the two people. He only felt a little incredible. Since he joined the mercenary, few people have been able to escape under his gun, even the eagle with a natural sense of sensibility cannot do it.

"Fatty, top right!"

Yang Ritian whispered, burying his head low, for fear that he would accidentally get his head exposed.

Fat Pan is also a veteran. After hearing Yang Ritian's shout, he flashed, glanced and walked back. He whispered: "He can see our place and the exit at his location. If we don't kill him, we will not be able to get out!"

Just as he was talking, he heard a "bang!" sound, and a bullet slashed along Fatty Pan's buttocks, drawing a beautiful red straight line, and putting it on the wheels of the car in front.

The fat man said 'ah', crawled forward a little, covered his bleeding butt and cursed in a low voice: "Fortunately, I just wiped a little bit of skin. Damn, do you think I'm a mud?"

Looking up, Yang Ritian shook his head and hummed: "The chrysanthemums are broken, and the ground is covered with wounds..."

"Get out! If you don't find a way, what are you singing with here?"

Fatty Pan cursed unhappily, covering his scratched buttocks with one hand.

But Yang Ritian came over and whispered: "That kid didn't move, it means he was the only one who came here. Hehe... Isn't he looking for death if he wants to kill us alone?"

As he said that, he pointed to the car opposite and said, "What, think of a way to see if he can run to the opposite side, hehe..."

Fat Pan turned his head in the direction of Yang Ritian's finger and almost didn't lift it up. If he hadn't dared to show up, he would have jumped up and scolded Yang Ritian, a bastard.

"If you don't go, it's five or six meters away here. There are snipers outside. Where can I run the bullets? Hiss..."

Fatty Pan muttered dissatisfiedly, and sat on the ground in anger, but touched the wound. He immediately took a breath and almost jumped up.
Chapter completed!