Qiu Bo, Qiu Sheng, and Feng Yang never expected that Qin Shitian would come.
"How is it possible? Why are you not dead yet? Where is my grandfather?" Qiu Bo asked anxiously.
Qin Shitian took out "Blood Palm", shook it and said, "Aren't you surprised that all the people who were chasing me are dead? After all, you died a little later than them?"
Qiu Bo, Qiu Sheng, and Feng Yang knew that "Blood Palm" was auctioned by Xu Hong. He was a master of mysticism in the late stage of the realm. How could he give "Blood Palm" to Qin Shitian?
No need to guess, they knew that Xu Hong, Mo Xiao and others had encountered something unexpected. Thinking of this, they felt chills running down their spines.
"Mr. Qin, I know I was wrong. From now on I will be your dog. Please spare my life." Feng Yang decisively begged for mercy.
However, the barreled mountain spring water had emerged and turned into an ice spear, quickly penetrating the throats of Feng Yang, Qiu Bo, and Qiu Sheng.
"This knife is not bad. It is more suitable for Yuanyuan to use. Let's go! We need to do business." Qin Shitian said.
Qin Shitian took Qiu Bo's Tang Dao and kept the Bingso Spear from melting, and used it to frame the blame on Xu Hong.
The three of Qin Shitian quietly sneaked into the warehouse and sneaked into the back of the warehouse.
Qin Shitian used a dagger to cut a hole in the three-meter-wide wall, and the removed bricks were taken into the Qiankun Ring by Qin Shitian. Qin Shitian, Di Jiaoyu, and Xue Shiyuan quietly sneaked into the warehouse.
In the warehouse, there are many precious items, such as medicinal materials, the minimum age is fifty years. There are also some antiques, such as blue and white porcelain, bronzes, and bloodstone.
These items do not belong to the Feng family, but were consigned to auction by others and stored at Feng's auction.
Qin Shitian didn't have time to sift through it, so he put all the items into the Qiankun Ring, and then quietly left with Di Jiaoyu and Xue Shiyuan. The hole was not blocked, deliberately letting the staff discover it.
Qin Shitian had just left Feng's Auction, and Feng's Auction was in chaos.
"Ah! Something big happened. Master Feng Yang is dead, and Mr. Qiu Bo and Qiu Sheng are also dead." A man serving tea and water suddenly shouted.
"Something happened, the warehouse was stolen." The security guard patrolling outside the warehouse shouted loudly.
At Feng's auction, three important people died, and the warehouse was stolen. After checking the surveillance, no one could be found, and I don't know how so many things were transported out.
Of course they didn't know that Qin Shitian had the Qiankun Ring, which would be more than enough to hold two more warehouses.
Feng's auction warehouse was stolen, and the news quickly leaked out.
Feng's living room.
Feng Bei and Feng Qian were drinking tea.
Feng Bei held the tea cup, took a sip and said: "Qin Shitian is finally dead, and Feng Nian's great revenge has been avenged."
"I told Mr. Qiu that I want to bring back Qin Shitian's head. I guess it's on the way. There weren't many items auctioned today, but we made nearly one billion. The hole that was blackmailed by Qin Shitian has been filled." Feng Qian also pinched.
Holding the tea cup, he took a sip in a gentlemanly manner.
When Feng Bei heard the news, he was very proud, as if Qin Shitian had died in front of him.
At this moment, Feng Qian's cell phone rang.
Feng Qian smiled and said: "Brother, the call from Feng's Auction must have good news."
Feng Qian answered the phone, turned on the speakerphone and asked: "Is Mr. Qiu back? Has Qin Shitian's head been brought back?"
"Boss, something big happened. Master Feng Yang, Qiu Bo, and Qiu Sheng were all stabbed through the throats by Bingso spears. They were all dead. The Feng's auction warehouse was also ransacked. The precious items that were not auctioned in time were missing.
And flying, monitoring can't occupy their transportation route." On the phone, the person in charge of Feng's Auction said.
What, Feng Yang, Qiu Bo, Qiu Sheng are dead?
The warehouse was robbed?
Feng Qian and Feng Bei did not expect to receive such news, and they were stunned.
Although Qiu Bo and Qiu Sheng were members of the Qiu family, they were just two outsiders. At most, they would only add a little trouble, and Feng Qian and Feng Bei would not care.
Feng Yang died, and both Feng Qian and Feng Bei felt heartbroken.
The most important thing is that the items from Feng's auction warehouse, worth at least 5 billion, were stolen.
"Assholes, you are all specially trained. You can't even look at the warehouse. What's the use of you?" Feng Qian was furious and yelled.
"Boss, it's not our fault. We didn't expect that someone opened a door at the back of the warehouse, and we didn't even hear the sound of bricks being smashed." The person in charge of Feng's Auction said aggrievedly.
Feng Qian was so angry that he went crazy and roared angrily: "Please investigate for me and get these items back within three days, otherwise I will hold you accountable for your incompetence."
After Feng Qian said this, he hung up the phone angrily.
At this moment, a security guard ran into the living room in a panic and reported: "Master, something big happened. The customers who sent the items for auction are all blocked outside the door. I want you to give me an explanation. Among them, there is some inner strength.
Peak masters, even grand masters. We, the Feng family’s guards, cannot expel them.”
What, customers are blocking the door?
Feng Bei has cooperated with these people and has some understanding of their backgrounds. No one who can come up with good things is a good person, and no one has no background.
Now that the warehouse has been stolen, Feng Bei has stung a hornet's nest.
"Okay, I'll go out and meet them." Feng Bei calmed down and said.
Although Feng Bei and Feng Qian were in a bad mood and even a little scared, they still came outside to meet the customers who sent the items for auction.
"Feng Bei, the Tai'a sword I sent for auction has been lost. You must give us an explanation."
"Feng Bei, I sent for a photo a cassock worn by the abbot of Daguo Temple in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Now it has been lost. You must give me an explanation, otherwise the Feng family will be destroyed and no grass will grow in the Feng family."
"The manuscript I sent to photograph Xin Qiji was also lost by you. You must compensate me, or we will see you in court."
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Feng Bei and Feng Qian were frightened to death when they heard the verbal criticism.
If he had known that holding an auction would attract wolves into the house, he would have found another way to fill the 500 million hole.
As a result, as soon as the hole was blocked, the river burst its banks.
"Everyone, please tell me that within ten days, I will definitely recover your items. If I am unable to recover the items, our Feng family is willing to compensate according to the price." Feng Bei announced loudly.
"Boss Feng, we are just waiting for your words. We will meet again in 10 days. Our people will watch you. Don't leave Jiangbei until the matter is resolved." A middle-aged man said.
As he left, the people surrounding the Feng family dispersed.
Feng Bei and Feng Qian had returned to the living room, and they sat down uneasily.
"Brother, what should we do now?" Feng Qian asked.
"What else can we do? Call Yujiang and ask Yujiang to investigate the cause of death of Feng Yang, Qiu Bo and others, and ask him to find clues about the thieves. In the casino of Lexin Club, ask them to try their best to cheat and get more money. Just in case.
If we can't find the lost items, we can only use money to compensate. The biochemical organization of country m is not looking for us to cooperate and sell Qin Shitian's relevant information to them," Feng Bei said.