Long Xiaotian reached out and patted Zhang Yiming on the shoulder: "Hall Master Zhang, oh, I should call you Deputy Gang Leader Zhang now. I hope you can share more of the trivial matters of the Flying Eagle Gang for me in the future."
"This is for sure, for sure." Zhang Yiming said respectfully. If Zhang Yiming only had a perfunctory attitude toward Long Xiaotian at the beginning, after becoming the deputy gang leader, Zhang Yiming was completely devoted to Long Xiaotian. This society will
In this way, whoever gives more benefits will be the father and mother!
Although Long Xiaotian has a rough and arrogant personality, he is very smart and knows that he is not qualified enough. If he wants to truly control the Flying Eagle Gang, he must need the support of a group of prestigious old people, and as the leader of the gang, Zhang Yiming is the most suitable candidate.
, Long Xiaotian is still willing to give up the title of deputy gang leader.
"Have people carry Lu Tianxiong's body out, put it in a sack and throw it into the sea." Long Xiaotian ordered Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming nodded and immediately called in two gangsters to carry Lu Tianxiong's body out.
"Deputy Gang Leader Zhang, if you have nothing to do, go back and rest." Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Long Xiaotian wanted to send Zhang Yiming away.
Zhang Yiming glanced at Long Xiaotian, opened his mouth, and seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Deputy Gang Leader Zhang, do you have anything else to do?" Long Xiaotian asked doubtfully.
"Uh..." Zhang Yiming pondered for a moment: "What should I do with Lu Tianxiong's wife and son?"
Long Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then frowned.
Zhang Yiming looked at Long Xiaotian quietly, waiting for Long Xiaotian's instructions.
Long Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Just deal with them all." Although Long Xiaotian didn't want to hurt innocent people, he had still heard the idiom "cutting the grass and eradicating the roots".
Zhang Yiming breathed out softly, nodded, turned and walked out of the villa. Just now, Zhang Yiming was really afraid that Long Xiaotian would be soft-hearted and let Lu Tianxiong's family go. After all, Lu Tianxiong was killed by Zhang Yiming himself. If Lu Tianxiong's wife
If he and his son want to take revenge, they will definitely be the first to find Zhang Yiming.
After finishing everything, it was already late at night.
Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaoming sat on the sofa and chatted all night.
...
A week passed in a flash.
This week, Lin San has been very busy. During the day, he has to help Gu Jialan with the company's affairs. After get off work, he has to accompany Gu Jialan to eat and go shopping. When he gets home in the middle of the night, he has to practice immortal magic. In short, he is very busy. .
Since the fall of Qin Xiangdong, no one from the government department has come to Dingsheng Group to review and find trouble. Several of the sealed branches of Dingsheng Group have also started operating normally, and the personnel in the company are no longer causing trouble and can work with peace of mind.
One more thing should be mentioned. Not long after Qin Xiangdong was sentenced, the Public Security Bureau arrested Qin Shenghan and Qin Hao and accused Qin Shenghan and his son of illegal business operations, bribing government officials, paying for murder and wounding, and many other serious crimes.
, within a few days, the court sentenced Qin Shenghan and Qin Hao to 10 years and 5 years in prison. The Qin family, which was once glorious, completely fell into decline.
Gu Changfeng often entertains Lanzhou Mayor Song Shan these days. At first, the meeting between the two was awkward and they didn't talk much. But after meeting a few times, the two became good friends and talked about everything.
, Gu Changfeng deliberately approached Song Shan, hoping that Mayor Song Shan would pay more attention to Dingsheng Group in the future.
Sometimes, Gu Changfeng would take Gu Jialan to visit Song Shan. Song Shan was very enthusiastic about Gu Jialan. Later, in order to strengthen the relationship with Song Shan, Gu Changfeng directly asked Gu Jialan to recognize Song Shan.
After becoming a godfather, Song Shan picked up a beautiful and sensible goddaughter for no reason. Song Shan was very happy.
With the support of the mayor, Dingsheng Group has developed more smoothly.
This evening.
Lin San was sitting on the sofa in his living room, holding a brochure and reading it carefully.
This booklet was given by Guang Yuanzi. It records the use of some spells. The last page also records the refining methods of several magic weapons. Among them, there is a "storage ring" magic weapon that aroused Lin San's extreme interest.
Great interest.
According to the booklet, the storage ring is actually a small space magic weapon, mainly used to store a large number of items. Storage rings are also divided into three levels: top grade, medium grade, and low grade. Top grade storage rings are generally
It is a thing used by immortals. In addition to having a huge storage space, it can also be used as an offensive magic weapon. The middle-grade ring can only be used by immortal cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage. The storage space is a hundred times smaller than that of the top-grade ring. It has self-defense functions. As for the low-grade ring
The storage ring can be used as long as it reaches the tenth level of the foundation stage of Qi training. The storage space is dozens of times smaller than that of the middle-grade ring. It is about the size of a bedroom. Apart from the function of storing items, it has no other auxiliary functions.
According to Lin San's current cultivation level, he can just use a low-grade storage ring.
Although there are many materials for making low-grade storage rings, most of them are ordinary things and can be easily found in the market. There is only one thing that is difficult to find, which is black iron, which is also commonly known as 'meteorite from outer space'.
It is not easy to find an extraterrestrial meteorite on the earth.
The next day, Lin San took a day off from his company and went to a street selling antiques to look for the whereabouts of the meteorite.
After wandering around the streets for several hours, I saw no trace of the meteorite.
After walking for a long time, Lin San felt a little thirsty, so he bought a bottle of mineral water and drank it slowly while standing on the edge of the street.
"Hey, everyone come and take a look. Authentic ancient swords are all magical weapons. Friends who like to collect ancient weapons come and take a look. The price is absolutely fair." A shout came from diagonally opposite.
come over.
Lin San turned around and took a look, and found that the person shouting was an old man in his 50s. There was a rag at his feet, with a few dim swords scattered on the rag: "Huh?" Lin San
Suddenly with a cry of surprise, he walked up to the old man, pointed to an unsheathed dagger on the rag and asked, "Where did you get this dagger?"
Seeing a guest coming to the door, the old man suddenly showed a warm smile on his face: "Brother, you are really discerning. This dagger is the best among my weapons, and it is also the oldest...I am
I bought it from a friend. It is said to be from the Warring States Period. Although it looks dark and dull, it is very sharp." In order to increase the credibility of his words, the old man picked up the dagger and pointed it at his feet.
When a stone was cut off, there was a "clang" sound, and a piece of the hard stone was easily cut off, but the dagger remained unscathed.
Lin San's eyes lit up: "What a sharp dagger."
The old man chuckled and handed the dagger to Lin San: "Brother, I'm not lying to you, this dagger is definitely a good thing."
Lin San stretched out his hand to take the dagger. A chill came from his palm. Lin San looked at the dagger carefully. The dagger was about 20 centimeters long. It was completely black. Even the handle was pitch black. There was a gap at the tip.
The gap was very flat, as if it had been cut out by something. Lin San secretly marveled: The dagger itself is so sharp and hard, what could cut a gap?
"Brother, in addition to its age, this dagger is made of very rare materials." The old man introduced: "This dagger is made of black iron..."
Lin San raised his eyebrows and looked up at the old man: "You said this dagger is made of black iron?"
The old man nodded with a smile: "I can't guarantee it 100%, but I'm 80% certain."
Lin San lowered his head, looked at the dagger again, and said to himself: Judging from the color and sharpness of this dagger, it really looked like it was made of black iron. It seemed that he was lucky. It only took him a whole morning to find it.
With such a large piece of black iron, according to the size of this dagger, three low-grade storage rings can be made. Of course, this assumes that the dagger is really made of black iron.
"Brother, don't hesitate, this dagger is definitely worth collecting." The old man said with a smile.
Lin San pondered for a moment and asked, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"
The old man stretched out his five fingers and gestured: "Fifty thousand yuan."
Lin San twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Your price is quite harsh."
The old man shook his head: "Brother, the price I ask is already very fair. If you go to buy it elsewhere, the price will definitely double."
Lin San frowned, returned the dagger to the old man, turned around and left.
"Hey, little brother, don't leave in a hurry. If you think the price is not suitable, you can still negotiate." After finally catching a customer, how could the old man let it go so easily.
In fact, Lin San was just pretending and had no real intention to leave. When he was pulled by the old man, he stopped directly and glanced at the old man sideways: "Please tell me the real price."
"Um...forty thousand yuan, no less is really enough..." the old man pondered for a moment and said.
Lin San shook his head and refused.
"Then tell me a price." The old man grinned: "I think if it's suitable, I'll sell it to you."
Lin San thought for a while and stretched out a finger: "Ten thousand yuan. After all, this dagger has a chip and is incomplete, so the value will be reduced."
The old man shook his head repeatedly: "Ten thousand yuan is too little. If you really want to buy it, the fixed price is 20,000 yuan. If you think it is unacceptable, then you should go and look elsewhere." After saying that, the old man put the dagger down.
On the rag, he took out the dry tobacco stick and squatted aside to smoke.
When Lin San saw the old man's look, he knew that 20,000 yuan was the old man's minimum price, and it was probably impossible to lower the price any further.
The old man lowered his head and smoked a dry cigarette, completely ignoring Lin San.
Lin San glanced at the dagger on the rag and gritted his teeth: "Okay, twenty thousand is twenty thousand..."
The old man immediately stood up from the ground, stretched out his hand in front of Lin San: "Give me money."
Lin San fumbled in his pocket for a long time before taking out a bank card and handing it to the old man. There was a total of 20,000 yuan on the card, which was basically Lin San's entire belongings.
The old man put a bag of rags on his back and led Lin San to the bank to withdraw money.
When you exit the street, you will see a bank at the corner.
Lin San asked the old man to wait outside while he went into the bank and withdrew 20,000 yuan.
The old man took the money, counted it, threw the black iron dagger to Lin San, and then left with a smile while carrying the rag on his back.
In fact, Lin San had already taken advantage of it today. The old man just now was engaged in the tomb robbing business. The dagger sold to Lin San was stolen from a tomb. It was stolen goods. The old man was eager to get rid of it, so he sold it for 20,000 yuan.
Given to Lin San, in terms of true value, this black iron dagger is worth at least hundreds of thousands, or even more.
Putting the dagger in his arms, Lin San went to the nearby commercial street to look for other materials to refine the storage ring.