"Hanhan, what's wrong with you? Who makes you so angry?" Minister Cao pushed open the door and frowned at the cloisonné vase that had turned into pieces on the ground.
"Who? Who else can there besides that Tong Tian? With the support of Huaxing Society and the God of Death, I dare not take me seriously. Today I was having a meal in heaven and earth, and he was ridiculed in public!" Cao Cao
He said in a cold hatred.
"God of Death?" Minister Cao's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "It's the boss of Huaxing Society who brought Wang Yun off the stage, God of Death?"
"Yes, it's him! In the past, this BJ City was originally our ******* world. What a fuck? But since he came, he instructed the twelve young master to make a fool of us one after another. Now,
Even Wang Ruilin killed him!" Cao Han didn't have a trace of respect when he talked about Wang Ruilin. When he was in the ******, he was also very angry with that bullshit prince.
"Haha, Hanhan, you forgot how I taught you? No matter when, you can't mess up your own stance. Besides, what does it mean to be a slight person? If you can win, it means that the God of Death is better!" Minister Cao's face was calm.
He sat down at the desk, lit a cigarette silently and took a sip.
"Dad, then let it go?" Cao Han said dissatisfied.
"Hey, what about children's affairs? It's hard for us to be adults to interfere! Haven't you been staying in ******* before? Walk around with them more if you have nothing to do, and you don't have to worry about that god of death. Dad will
Handle this matter." Minister Cao said lightly.
"I understand, then I'll go out first, Dad." Cao Han nodded slightly. He knew that since his father said that, he naturally had made a decision!
"So someone comes in to clean up later." Minister Cao waved his hand gently. After Cao Han walked out, he curled his lips, showed a disdainful smile, and murmured: "Tong Tian, Tong Tian, you are still
Do you really think that if you defect to the God of Death, this BJ City is the world of your twelve young masters?"
The light green smoke gradually rose. In the faint gray, Minister Cao's eyes were like cold stars in the dark, flashing with a cold luster. After a while, he picked up the phone and dialed it on it casually.
A number: "Hey, how are things going?"
"Three days later, Huaxing Group will ship a batch of goods to the United States through Xiamen Customs. According to the informant, there is a batch of arms inside!" A cold voice from the other end of the phone said.
"Oh?" Minister Cao's eyes lit up: "Is the news reliable?"
"It was the news that Jasmine, the princess of the Chinese American Gang, asked someone to send someone."
"Marli? I understand." Minister Cao hung up the phone gently, but the smile on his face became colder!
Italy is located in southern Europe, including the Apennine Peninsula and islands such as Sicily and Sardinia. The northern borders France, Switzerland, Austria and Slovenia with the Alps as a barrier. For this 80% of the border is the sea boundary, it looks like it is on the map.
A country like a boot, Tang Feng’s only impression is the infamous Italian mafia!
After leaving the airport, Tang Feng lit a cigarette for himself, then casually called a taxi and took it in. The weather was good today, and the wet air in the Mediterranean made people feel very comfortable when breathing! Tang Feng was a passenger as a passenger
He was talking casually with the driver in fluent English. He was no stranger to Italy. He used to embezzle more than 300 million public funds and then ran here to enjoy the Mediterranean sunshine. Tang Feng, who came to perform his mission.
Killed secretly!
The car turned on the expressway and just passed a toll, Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Stop." Tang Feng ordered in English.
The driver was about to refuse, and in Italian law, parking was strictly prohibited on the highway. Then before he could say anything, a black Hummer rushed up from behind, and then an arrogant move blocked them.
The driver stepped on it and rushed out. Just as he was about to curse, he suddenly saw the small flag flying in the car. His head stuck out of the car and shrank back like a ghost. His face was pale and trembled constantly.
Let's go.
The Italian mafia's party flag dances leisurely in the breeze, dazzling and moving.
Tang Feng sighed slightly, patted the driver on the shoulder, and then said in English: "They are here to look for me, don't worry!" He said that, and pushed open the car door and walked down.
Seeing Tang Feng get out of the car, a middle-aged man in the Hummer got off first, and behind him were four big men. More than a dozen people got off from the four Mercedes-Benz 600s behind the taxi, and they scattered slightly around them.
It covers Tang Feng in a fan shape!
The warm sunshine spreads its energy without hesitation, but it cannot dispel the chill on Tang Feng at this moment! There is a saying in Country Z that is that you dare not go to Liangshan without a few. Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he went from
These people felt a dangerous aura that was vague and dangerous. Only those masters who have killed people and have killed many people will have aura.
With a slightly frowning, Tang Feng said lightly in fluent English: "Are you mafia people? Why stop me?"
The man in charge smiled at Tang Feng and replied: "Dear Mr. Death, welcome you to the beautiful Rome. Our boss has admired your name for a long time, and he hopes to meet you."
Tang Feng smiled softly: "Can you tell me who your boss is?"
"Please forgive me for not telling you this yet. You will know it when you go." The man was very polite. His words were very appropriate, and neither humble nor arrogant, giving people a sense of aristocratic.
"Can I choose to refuse? I don't even tell the name of the guest. I don't think your boss is a hospitable host!" Tang Feng glanced at the leader with a playful smile on his face.
"Do you think you have a choice?" A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, his tone was still very plain, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. This god of death can still be so calm under such circumstances, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation! However, the boss,
No one who wants to invite dares not give face yet!
"Mr. Death doesn't want any unhappiness between us, right?" The man had a warm smile on his face, but as soon as he finished speaking, the tall men in suits standing behind him reached into his arms at the same time.
.
"Oh of course, I'm full of curiosity about your boss now! If I don't bother to get down in a hurry and have nothing to do, I'm happy to visit him and lead the way!" Tang Feng shrugged and smiled relaxedly.
When these people stopped his car, he realized that the trouble was impossible today. Even if he was unwilling, they would use some means to kidnap him. Since that is the case, it would be better to take the initiative to avoid suffering from life!
In the past, Tang Feng had a stubborn temper that he would rather not bend. Even if he had to go with these people in the end, he would have a calm face and was full of dissatisfaction! It was not like now, the spring breeze was as if he was really going to a date for an old friend!
A trace of admiration flashed in the man's eyes. It was the first time he had seen someone as calm as the God of Death from the East among the guests invited by the Mafia!
"Dear Mr. Death, I admire your courage!" The man suddenly bowed gently to Tang Feng.
"Thank you, I feel very new to your unique invitation method!" Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he adjusted his clothes with a happy feeling and walked towards the car beside the man.
Before he came, he thought that he would probably meet the mafia this time, so he didn't bring anyone around. This is someone else's territory. No matter how many people you bring, is it useless? Why not be alone?
It’s easy to adapt to anything.
The man bent down slightly and opened the car door for Tang Feng: "Thank you for your cooperation. I believe this trip to Italy will definitely be unforgettable for you!"
"I hope!" Tang Feng was about to get in the car, but suddenly he shrank his feet back. Seeing this, several big men with bodyguards next to him hurriedly reached into their clothes and stared at Tang Feng with a nervous look on his face, afraid that he would have something to do.
Abnormal movement.
Tang Feng seemed to have looked at the taxi he was in without any awareness: "Oh, that car was rented by me, you won't make things difficult for the driver, right?"
"As you wish, I promise he won't be hurt!"
"Oh, by the way, I haven't given the money for that car. It seems that I have to ask you to help me first?"
"Mr. Death, please rest assured!" The man still maintained a polite expression, without any dissatisfaction.
Tang Feng let out a light sigh: "Of course, I believe in your credibility, oh by the way, I admire your cultivation too!" After that, Tang Feng got into the car.
The man nodded to the big man around him, and all of them got back into their cars. Then he took out fifty euros from his pocket and handed them to the driver, "This is the gentleman's car
No need to find money." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the car where Tang Feng was.
At this time, the expressway was full of cars, but no one dared to come up and urge. The police officers at the toll station seemed to be blind and saw nothing. The entire road was silent, as if nothing had happened.
.
The convoy left slowly and everything returned to peace. Tang Feng wanted to see the situation outside through the window, but it was obvious that the car had been specially modified, and the people in the car could not see what was outside at all, and the cab was
It is also completely sealed from the back. It can be said that Tang Feng is now imprisoned in a cage.
Tang Feng didn't look uncomfortable at all. He opened the wine cabinet in the car and just took out a bottle of red wine. The man walked in. Seeing Tang Feng's actions, a smile flashed in the man's eyes.
Standard English says: "Do you need some red wine? This is Bordeaux in 1786."
Tang Feng smiled slightly: "Of course, good things from 1786 are rare!" Tang Feng opened the wine bottle with a calm expression and poured two glasses.
"Well, it tastes good!" Tang Feng took a sip and smiled slightly at the man.
Seeing this, the man's eyes were a little more admiration. He just now deliberately reported the year and name of the wine, just to see Tang Feng's reaction. As a result, what he saw from Tang Feng's eyes was just a simple sigh.
, nothing else!
"You are worthy of being from the mysterious East. You are a natural noble!" The man said sincerely. If Guan Zhiyong and Wang Sheng heard these words, they would definitely burst into laughter!
Tang Feng was not at all conscious and nodded arrogantly and said, "Thank you for your praise, but I don't like the word aristocrat." At this time, boring programs were playing on the car TV, all of which were screaming in Italian.
.
Tang Feng couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Can you change the language? I mean, I can't understand Italian!"
There are actually not many people who speak English in Italy. Most people speak Italian, and some areas mainly use German or French. Fortunately, this person can speak English, not only is it afraid that Tang Feng will find it difficult to communicate with him!
Sure enough, the man said apologetically: "Oh sorry, I'm afraid I can't do anything about this." He raised his hand and turned off the TV.
Tang Feng picked up the wine glass and took another sip. Anyway, the wine is not expensive, so it's useless to not drink it. In fact, Tang Feng couldn't taste any good things about red wine. It tasted similar to juice, and it was also a bit bitter. But he
I don’t want people to look down on myself, this person is like this. Once you go abroad, you represent not only yourself, but also the motherland behind you!
Tang Feng doesn’t want to make people say, Oh, you don’t have a taste of yellow-skinned monkey, although he will blow this person’s head because of this!
"Can I know where we are going?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Habsburg Manor!" The man did not hesitate at all!
Tang Feng nodded gently. He knew that if he should know something, he would tell him even if he didn't ask. But if he didn't know something, it would be useless even if he asked. So he didn't ask again.
In addition, I just drank red wine casually with the man and talked about very gentlemanly topics!
The car has a good performance and it is very stable for several hours of high speed. Feeling that the car is gradually slowing down, Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Have you arrived?"
"Yes, my friend." The car door was opened, and the man whispered with a proud smile on his face: "Welcome to the Habsburg Manor, where everything you see is for the oldest Italy
, owned by the most noble family!”
Tang Feng had a calm smile on his face, got out of the car and moved his body gently, thinking to himself, he was so tired of pretending to be a gentleman!
XG, it is still in that huge private manor. An old man in Tang suit was practicing Tai Chi there. The middle-aged man with a cold face was standing next to him silently. At this time, the phone on his body suddenly rang, middle-aged
The man hurriedly answered and said a few words, and then respectfully said to the old man: "Old Long, our people in Italy have heard news that the boy was invited by the Habsburg family!"
"Oh, the Habsbao family of the Italian mafia?" The old man in Tang suit was like flowing water, without a trace of stagnation, and said lightly: "Call Xiao Hab and say I don't care what he wants, but I don't allow it.
That boy took action! Otherwise, even if the old guy Rothschild personally pleaded for him, I would have his entire mafia to be a burial with him!"
At the end, the old man in Tang suit stopped suddenly, and a dangerous aura came out from him!
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "Yes!" He hesitated for a moment, and the middle-aged man said, "The patriarch of Habsbao has always served as the elder of the Hunter Association. I think it is very likely that his invitation to the God of Death this time is
In order to deal with Zhuquetang, are we?
"No, it's all a fight between children, let them make a fuss!" The old man in Tang said lightly: "Besides, Zhuquetang is not that easy to deal with, Hunter Association, hum!"
The old man snorted coldly and then said, "By the way, has the matter I asked you to investigate been turned out?"
"Yes, it has been found out that the matter was indeed the one taken by Elder Fang. Old Long, do you want me?"
The old man in Tang waved his hand gently: "No need, let him go, let Yinlong look at him!" "Hanhan, what's wrong with you? Who makes you so angry?" Minister Cao
He pushed open the door and frowned at the cloisonné vase that had turned into pieces on the ground.
"Who? Who else can there besides that Tong Tian? With the support of Huaxing Society and the God of Death, I dare not take me seriously. Today I was having a meal in heaven and earth, and he was ridiculed in public!" Cao Cao
He said in a cold hatred.
"God of Death?" Minister Cao's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "It's the boss of Huaxing Society who brought Wang Yun off the stage, God of Death?"
"Yes, it's him! In the past, this BJ City was originally our ******* world. What a fuck? But since he came, he instructed the twelve young master to make a fool of us one after another. Now,
Even Wang Ruilin killed him!" Cao Han didn't have a trace of respect when he talked about Wang Ruilin. When he was in the ******, he was also very angry with that bullshit prince.
"Haha, Hanhan, you forgot how I taught you? No matter when, you can't mess up your own stance. Besides, what does it mean to be a slight person? If you can win, it means that the God of Death is better!" Minister Cao's face was calm.
He sat down at the desk, lit a cigarette silently and took a sip.
"Dad, then let it go?" Cao Han said dissatisfied.
"Hey, what about children's affairs? It's hard for us to be adults to interfere! Haven't you been staying in ******* before? Walk around with them more if you have nothing to do, and you don't have to worry about that god of death. Dad will
Handle this matter." Minister Cao said lightly.
"I understand, then I'll go out first, Dad." Cao Han nodded slightly. He knew that since his father said that, he naturally had made a decision!
"So someone comes in to clean up later." Minister Cao waved his hand gently. After Cao Han walked out, he curled his lips, showed a disdainful smile, and murmured: "Tong Tian, Tong Tian, you are still
Do you really think that if you defect to the God of Death, this BJ City is the world of your twelve young masters?"
The light green smoke gradually rose. In the faint gray, Minister Cao's eyes were like cold stars in the dark, flashing with a cold luster. After a while, he picked up the phone and dialed it on it casually.
A number: "Hey, how are things going?"
"Three days later, Huaxing Group will ship a batch of goods to the United States through Xiamen Customs. According to the informant, there is a batch of arms inside!" A cold voice from the other end of the phone said.
"Oh?" Minister Cao's eyes lit up: "Is the news reliable?"
"It was the news that Jasmine, the princess of the Chinese American Gang, asked someone to send someone."
"Marli? I understand." Minister Cao hung up the phone gently, but the smile on his face became colder!
Italy is located in southern Europe, including the Apennine Peninsula and islands such as Sicily and Sardinia. The northern borders France, Switzerland, Austria and Slovenia with the Alps as a barrier. For this 80% of the border is the sea boundary, it looks like it is on the map.
A country like a boot, Tang Feng’s only impression is the infamous Italian mafia!
After leaving the airport, Tang Feng lit a cigarette for himself, then casually called a taxi and took it in. The weather was good today, and the wet air in the Mediterranean made people feel very comfortable when breathing! Tang Feng was a passenger as a passenger
He was talking casually with the driver in fluent English. He was no stranger to Italy. He used to embezzle more than 300 million public funds and then ran here to enjoy the Mediterranean sunshine. Tang Feng, who came to perform his mission.
Killed secretly!
The car turned on the expressway and just passed a toll, Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Stop." Tang Feng ordered in English.
The driver was about to refuse, and in Italian law, parking was strictly prohibited on the highway. Then before he could say anything, a black Hummer rushed up from behind, and then an arrogant move blocked them.
The driver stepped on it and rushed out. Just as he was about to curse, he suddenly saw the small flag flying in the car. His head stuck out of the car and shrank back like a ghost. His face was pale and trembled constantly.
Let's go.
The Italian mafia's party flag dances leisurely in the breeze, dazzling and moving.
Tang Feng sighed slightly, patted the driver on the shoulder, and then said in English: "They are here to look for me, don't worry!" He said that, and pushed open the car door and walked down.
Seeing Tang Feng get out of the car, a middle-aged man in the Hummer got off first, and behind him were four big men. More than a dozen people got off from the four Mercedes-Benz 600s behind the taxi, and they scattered slightly around them.
It covers Tang Feng in a fan shape!
The warm sunshine spreads its energy without hesitation, but it cannot dispel the chill on Tang Feng at this moment! There is a saying in Country Z that is that you dare not go to Liangshan without a few. Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he went from
These people felt a dangerous aura that was vague and dangerous. Only those masters who have killed people and have killed many people will have aura.
With a slightly frowning, Tang Feng said lightly in fluent English: "Are you mafia people? Why stop me?"
The man in charge smiled at Tang Feng and replied: "Dear Mr. Death, welcome you to the beautiful Rome. Our boss has admired your name for a long time, and he hopes to meet you."
Tang Feng smiled softly: "Can you tell me who your boss is?"
"Please forgive me for not telling you this yet. You will know it when you go." The man was very polite. His words were very appropriate, and neither humble nor arrogant, giving people a sense of aristocratic.
"Can I choose to refuse? I don't even tell the name of the guest. I don't think your boss is a hospitable host!" Tang Feng glanced at the leader with a playful smile on his face.
"Do you think you have a choice?" A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, his tone was still very plain, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. This god of death can still be so calm under such circumstances, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation! However, the boss,
No one who wants to invite dares not give face yet!
"Mr. Death doesn't want any unhappiness between us, right?" The man had a warm smile on his face, but as soon as he finished speaking, the tall men in suits standing behind him reached into his arms at the same time.
.
"Oh of course, I'm full of curiosity about your boss now! If I don't bother to get down in a hurry and have nothing to do, I'm happy to visit him and lead the way!" Tang Feng shrugged and smiled relaxedly.
When these people stopped his car, he realized that the trouble was impossible today. Even if he was unwilling, they would use some means to kidnap him. Since that is the case, it would be better to take the initiative to avoid suffering from life!
In the past, Tang Feng had a stubborn temper that he would rather not bend. Even if he had to go with these people in the end, he would have a calm face and was full of dissatisfaction! It was not like now, the spring breeze was as if he was really going to a date for an old friend!
A trace of admiration flashed in the man's eyes. It was the first time he had seen someone as calm as the God of Death from the East among the guests invited by the Mafia!
"Dear Mr. Death, I admire your courage!" The man suddenly bowed gently to Tang Feng.
"Thank you, I feel very new to your unique invitation method!" Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, then he adjusted his clothes with a happy feeling and walked towards the car beside the man.
Before he came, he thought that he would probably meet the mafia this time, so he didn't bring anyone around. This is someone else's territory. No matter how many people you bring, is it useless? Why not be alone?
It’s easy to adapt to anything.
The man bent down slightly and opened the car door for Tang Feng: "Thank you for your cooperation. I believe this trip to Italy will definitely be unforgettable for you!"
"I hope!" Tang Feng was about to get in the car, but suddenly he shrank his feet back. Seeing this, several big men with bodyguards next to him hurriedly reached into their clothes and stared at Tang Feng with a nervous look on his face, afraid that he would have something to do.
Abnormal movement.
Tang Feng seemed to have looked at the taxi he was in without any awareness: "Oh, that car was rented by me, you won't make things difficult for the driver, right?"
"As you wish, I promise he won't be hurt!"
"Oh, by the way, I haven't given the money for that car. It seems that I have to ask you to help me first?"
"Mr. Death, please rest assured!" The man still maintained a polite expression, without any dissatisfaction.
Tang Feng let out a light sigh: "Of course, I believe in your credibility, oh by the way, I admire your cultivation too!" After that, Tang Feng got into the car.
The man nodded to the big man around him, and all of them got back into their cars. Then he took out fifty euros from his pocket and handed them to the driver, "This is the gentleman's car
No need to find money." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the car where Tang Feng was.
At this time, the expressway was full of cars, but no one dared to come up and urge. The police officers at the toll station seemed to be blind and saw nothing. The entire road was silent, as if nothing had happened.
.
The convoy left slowly and everything returned to peace. Tang Feng wanted to see the situation outside through the window, but it was obvious that the car had been specially modified, and the people in the car could not see what was outside at all, and the cab was
It is also completely sealed from the back. It can be said that Tang Feng is now imprisoned in a cage.
Tang Feng didn't look uncomfortable at all. He opened the wine cabinet in the car and just took out a bottle of red wine. The man walked in. Seeing Tang Feng's actions, a smile flashed in the man's eyes.
Standard English says: "Do you need some red wine? This is Bordeaux in 1786."
Tang Feng smiled slightly: "Of course, good things from 1786 are rare!" Tang Feng opened the wine bottle with a calm expression and poured two glasses.
"Well, it tastes good!" Tang Feng took a sip and smiled slightly at the man.
Seeing this, the man's eyes were a little more admiration. He just now deliberately reported the year and name of the wine, just to see Tang Feng's reaction. As a result, what he saw from Tang Feng's eyes was just a simple sigh.
, nothing else!
"You are worthy of being from the mysterious East. You are a natural noble!" The man said sincerely. If Guan Zhiyong and Wang Sheng heard these words, they would definitely burst into laughter!
Tang Feng was not at all conscious and nodded arrogantly and said, "Thank you for your praise, but I don't like the word aristocrat." At this time, boring programs were playing on the car TV, all of which were screaming in Italian.
.
Tang Feng couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Can you change the language? I mean, I can't understand Italian!"
There are actually not many people who speak English in Italy. Most people speak Italian, and some areas mainly use German or French. Fortunately, this person can speak English, not only is it afraid that Tang Feng will find it difficult to communicate with him!
Sure enough, the man said apologetically: "Oh sorry, I'm afraid I can't do anything about this." He raised his hand and turned off the TV.
Tang Feng picked up the wine glass and took another sip. Anyway, the wine is not expensive, so it's useless to not drink it. In fact, Tang Feng couldn't taste any good things about red wine. It tasted similar to juice, and it was also a bit bitter. But he
I don’t want people to look down on myself, this person is like this. Once you go abroad, you represent not only yourself, but also the motherland behind you!
Tang Feng doesn’t want to make people say, Oh, you don’t have a taste of yellow-skinned monkey, although he will blow this person’s head because of this!
"Can I know where we are going?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Habsburg Manor!" The man did not hesitate at all!
Tang Feng nodded gently. He knew that if he should know something, he would tell him even if he didn't ask. But if he didn't know something, it would be useless even if he asked. So he didn't ask again.
In addition, I just drank red wine casually with the man and talked about very gentlemanly topics!
The car has a good performance and it is very stable for several hours of high speed. Feeling that the car is gradually slowing down, Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Have you arrived?"
"Yes, my friend." The car door was opened, and the man whispered with a proud smile on his face: "Welcome to the Habsburg Manor, where everything you see is for the oldest Italy
, owned by the most noble family!”
Tang Feng had a calm smile on his face, got out of the car and moved his body gently, thinking to himself, he was so tired of pretending to be a gentleman!
XG, it is still in that huge private manor. An old man in Tang suit was practicing Tai Chi there. The middle-aged man with a cold face was standing next to him silently. At this time, the phone on his body suddenly rang, middle-aged
The man hurriedly answered and said a few words, and then respectfully said to the old man: "Old Long, our people in Italy have heard news that the boy was invited by the Habsburg family!"
"Oh, the Habsbao family of the Italian mafia?" The old man in Tang suit was like flowing water, without a trace of stagnation, and said lightly: "Call Xiao Hab and say I don't care what he wants, but I don't allow it.
That boy took action! Otherwise, even if the old guy Rothschild personally pleaded for him, I would have his entire mafia to be a burial with him!"
At the end, the old man in Tang suit stopped suddenly, and a dangerous aura came out from him!
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "Yes!" He hesitated for a moment, and the middle-aged man said, "The patriarch of Habsbao has always served as the elder of the Hunter Association. I think it is very likely that his invitation to the God of Death this time is
In order to deal with Zhuquetang, are we?
"No, it's all a fight between children, let them make a fuss!" The old man in Tang said lightly: "Besides, Zhuquetang is not that easy to deal with, Hunter Association, hum!"
The old man snorted coldly and then said, "By the way, has the matter I asked you to investigate been turned out?"
"Yes, it has been found out that the matter was indeed the one taken by Elder Fang. Old Long, do you want me?"
The old man Tang suit waved his hand gently: "No need, let him go, let Yinlong look at him!"