The real new owner of Yunmeng City should be the powerful Yan Mansion, the backstage boss of their secret workshop.
Therefore, Qiao Chongfeng is not worried at all until now, nor does he regret that he resold fake elixirs before. He just thinks with a bit of ridicule - just for the two or three kittens in Lu Mansion outside
Existence, how capable is it of making waves?
He walked back to his room as if nothing had happened, and lay down comfortably on the wisteria bench, quickly forgetting the annoying little thing outside.
I was just thinking that the birthday of my great patron in Yan Mansion was coming soon, and I had to prepare some novel gifts to make him happy.
But just when he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a huge and heavy "bang" sound, and the entire ceiling trembled a few times, and the gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging on the ceiling fell down.
, almost hitting him on the head, accompanied by a large amount of dust flying from the ceiling like a goddess scattering flowers.
The bustling crowd in the trading hall of the secret workshop suddenly fell silent. People looked up at their heads in horror, and saw several huge tall chandeliers with tallow candles hanging above their heads. They were also shaking as hard as they could. People were panicking and whispering to each other.
, I don’t know what happened above my head.
"What's going on? Is it an earthquake?" Qiao Zongfeng raised his head and looked at the messy ceiling, and suddenly an extremely ominous premonition arose in his heart.
The secret room they were in at the moment was built deep underground, and above the ceiling was the ground of Yunmeng City.
There is a huge stone statue workshop on the ground. On weekdays, most of the thugs and bodyguards in the secret workshop dress up as masons in the workshop and serve as guards there.
There was a "boom", and there was another loud noise on the ceiling. This time, the ceiling was not only shaking violently, but also a large spider web-like crack appeared. The crack extended radially to all sides, hanging on the
The two huge flame chandeliers in the center of the ceiling of the trading hall fell from the ceiling with a crash and fell to the ground. The fuel in the chandeliers splashed everywhere, and the flames also jumped up.
"It's not good! The secret room is going to collapse!" Someone screamed in fear in a corner.
The people in the secret workshop suddenly felt like a pot was exploding. People were screaming and running around in panic, and the whole secret workshop was in chaos.
"Please be quiet, don't panic. It's okay as long as our secret shop is there... It's just a small accident." Qiao Gongfeng, who ran out to maintain order, screamed insincerely and hard, trying to calm people's out-of-control emotions, but who at this time
Will you still listen to him? The sky is about to fall, can it still be considered an unexpected surprise?
"What happened here?" Miss Fan also ran to the trading hall with her hair disheveled. Seeing the two big balls of flames shooting up in the center of the hall, she eagerly went to Qiao Chongfeng and asked: "How did this happen? And what?
Who set the fire?"
Qiao was speechless and just pointed to the ceiling with his finger. Miss Fan followed the direction of his finger and just raised her head - she heard another "bang" sound, and the entire stone slab on the ceiling suddenly collapsed, and a large piece of stone collapsed.
Blocks of sand, gravel and soil fell down.
For a time, the entire secret room was filled with dust and people fled in all directions, as if the end of the world was coming.
Miss Fan and Qiao Gongfeng held their heads and fled several feet away, then turned around and looked at the collapsed place.
I saw a large hole about one foot in size suddenly cracked in the ceiling in the center of the trading hall.
Bright sunlight shone down from the hole, and the two fires on the ground had been covered up by the gravel that collapsed from the ceiling.
Amidst the flying dust, I could vaguely see a figure standing proudly just below the entrance of the cave. The dazzling sunlight shone on him, as if it had been covered with a layer of golden armor, making the figure look like an awe-inspiring and majestic figure.
The Nine Heavens God of War.
"Bodyguard! Where are the bodyguards?" Looking at the sparsely running bodyguards, Qiao Gongfeng shouted angrily: "Why are there only so few of them? Damn it, where are the others? Where did they all die?"
"No need to shout." The figure standing under the big cave said lightly: "Most of them are already lying in the workshops above, keeping company with those stone statues."
Miss Fan slowly stood up and asked loudly at the figure: "Who are you?"
The figure answered loudly: "Didn't I just send someone in to tell you my name? It's from Lu Mansion - Jin Yantang Lu Zhan."
Miss Fan turned back and looked at Qiao Chongfeng behind her: "Have you sent someone here just now? Have people from Lu Mansion come to negotiate before?"
"It is true that someone from the Lu family came down just now to pass on a few words, but..." Qiao Gongfeng looked at Lu Zhanchu and whispered softly: "I have never heard of a famous figure in the Lu family with this name.
I thought it was a boring joke, so I didn’t pay much attention."
"Haha, you don't care?" Miss Fan pointed at the big hole on her head and said softly: "Now you bastard should care about it, right?"
Qiao Fangfeng's face seemed to be choked by smoke and dust, and he coughed and lowered his head.
Miss Fan turned her head, looked Lu Zhan up and down, and said coldly: "Your Excellency, the way you entered the door in this way can be considered unconventional, but you must know that if you do this, you have made it clear that you want to challenge our secret workshop. Yes
Neither!"
"It's a challenge." Lu Zhan looked at her coldly, "I'm just here to seek justice for the Lu family."
"Humph, is this how you seek justice?" Miss Fan pointed to the big hole in the ceiling.
"There's no way." Lu Zhan shrugged his shoulders: "Some scoundrels just blocked the door and couldn't come in openly to see me, so I had to find another way."
Miss Fan glared at Qiao Fengfeng angrily, then lowered her tone and said to Lu Zhan in a slightly gentle tone: "You are also here for those fake elixirs, right?"
"Haha, now it's not just about fake elixirs." Lu Zhan said, "You can't beat me, the people of Lu Mansion, in vain. It's as if nothing happened."
"Hitting someone? He asked for it." Qiao Zongfeng jumped to the side and said: "That guy dared to throw dirty water on our secret shop and accuse it of selling fake elixirs. Such a scumbag did not cut his body into pieces.
Wan Duan is already being polite for Lu Mansion's sake."
A cold light flashed in Lu Zhan's eyes, "From the tone of your secret shop, you are ready to cheat to the end."
"There is no such thing as 'cheating', so how can we say 'come to the end'?" Miss Fan took over the conversation and said with a sneer: "Why didn't your Lu family inspect the goods carefully when you picked them up, and accused us on the spot of selling fake elixirs? Now what's going on?
After a few months, he suddenly grabs a handful of fake elixirs to cause trouble. Isn't this an obvious attempt to frame him?"
It seems that the manager of the secret shop still wants to argue and keep messing around.
But Lu Zhan didn't accept their words at all, and he didn't accept their words. He just smiled slightly and said, "Miss Fan is really sharp-tongued, but I'm busy with my affairs and don't want to waste any time talking to you. Please make your secret shop really good."
He who has gained the Lord, please come out."
Miss Fan felt that she had been slighted, and immediately raised her neck like an aggressive rooster and said: "Young man, there is no need to look for it, I am the master of this secret workshop."
"Are you the owner of the secret workshop?" Lu Zhan said with a smile, "Aren't you always the senior appraiser here?"
"You are right, but that is all in the past. Ever since the predecessor of our secret workshop, Qiu Dagong, passed away unfortunately, I have become the head priest here."
As she said this, Miss Fan looked at Lu Zhan: "Your voice sounds familiar. Have you asked me to appraise items before? But I have never seen your face, young man. You are really from the Lu family."
?"
"Haha, the deputy head of Lu Mansion's Jinyan Hall, Lu Zhan, is as good as he is."
Miss Fan turned her head and looked at Qiao Chongfeng next to her: "When did the Jinyan Hall of the Lu Mansion have a deputy hall master? How come I have never heard of it from my subordinate spies?"
Qiao Gongfeng curled his lips aggrievedly and said, "That's why I said I didn't care just now. I thought it was just an unknown person sent by Lu Mansion to make trouble unreasonably."
It turns out that although Lu Zhan was promoted several levels in the Lu family's inner palace and became an elder and chief instructor, he was still too young after all and had no reputation outside the family before. In the Lu family's officialdom, except for the martial arts performance hall, he established his authority.
, there was no other outstanding performance, so that the secret shop, which is known for being good at collecting intelligence from all parties, lightly let go of his details.
While the three people were talking to each other, the customers who had fled slowly gathered back into the trading floor. They gathered around from a distance, watching the three characters in the scene as if they were watching a play.
The remaining thugs and bodyguards also gathered behind Miss Fan and Qiao Chongfeng.
Seeing the crowds of onlookers all around, Miss Fan knew that nothing could be done about this matter today. She winked at Qiao Chongfeng and several of the thugs, telling them to be ready to capture the man.
Then he looked at Lu Zhan and said: "Boy, no matter you are the main hall master or the deputy hall master of Lu Mansion, you smashed my secret workshop today and hurt the people in my secret workshop. How are you going to explain this matter?"
?”
"How to explain it?" Lu Zhan raised his eyebrows. He had already seen the other party's intention to take action immediately. "Then it depends on whether you are going to explain this matter in a 'reasonable' way? Or -"
He waved his fist, "I'm still going to use this to explain!"
Such a provocation can be considered straightforward. In front of so many onlookers, the secret workshop is after all a major force in Yunmeng City and will never be allowed to be challenged like this. Therefore, even if Miss Fan had the intention to do so today, she would not resort to force.
Solving it is already impossible.
And if she chooses to talk about the word "reason" now, there is obviously an element of weakness in it, which is absolutely unacceptable to the Yunmeng City secret shop, which is always known for its strength.
What's more, there is really no "reason" to talk about in the secret shop now, because they are the party who is wronged in the first place. Although they can argue with strong arguments, Lu Zhan will not accept your words at all. Instead, he will deal with it completely according to his own wishes.
With the support of Yan Mansion behind her, Miss Fan still has some confidence in the people of Lu Mansion.
I saw her sneering: "Okay, okay, you asked for this. Boy, I see that you are young, but you don't know how to advance or retreat, and you don't understand the horror of death. I feel really sorry for you."
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