After hearing Yin's words, he finally said the point. Canghai was not in a hurry, but instead sat down: "Mr. Yin is so sure I will help? Besides, I have only studied antiques a little. If you judge the truth or falsehood, you have also found the wrong person."

Yin said with a smile: "The quicksand butterfly is just a few days after I was here, and several buyers want to buy it. What's strange is that most of them are from Southeast Asia. As for me, I have talked to several buyers in the United States and saw things they want to change or increase the price. I really liked the things in the hands of a buyer, but I was surprised that the things he wanted to change were cultural relics on the black market. You also know that some of the national treasures are worth hundreds of millions, and the things in the hands of that buyer are even more amazing. They were brought from the Old Summer Palace!"

Canghai narrowed his eyes, and he was considered half a professional in this regard: "The thing from the Old Summer Palace? If this is discovered, it is not as simple as going to jail."

"What the sir said is, but if it is not discovered, nothing will happen." Yin laughed: "The value of the cultural relics is at least 50 million US dollars if sold on the black market, which is equivalent to nearly 400 million RMB."

"Who wants to exchange this for? How much will you increase the price?"

"If it were what you said, I wouldn't have so many concerns. The problem is that he not only did not increase the price, but also wanted to exchange the quicksand butterfly for me, which would cost me 30 million." Yin's expression became strange: "Three days later, trade on his cruise ship."

The nigger opened his mouth slightly: "Just go, you can't make any profit if you have any money. What are you afraid of?"

"Miss Nigga said it well, but the tanker is going to the high seas that day!"

"That's obviously a trap. If you don't go, you really like that cultural relics. You're stupid." The nigger even cursed directly.

Canghai's eyes flashed slightly: "Maybe Mr. Yin wants to do something with cultural relics?"

"Oh, to be honest, I am tired of the affairs of the world and want to abandon business and go to politics, starting with my own achievements and social influence. Now I am a member of the Standing Committee of the CPPCC. Although I only have an empty sign, since I have decided, I will continue to stick to it in the future. Mr. Canghai must know that if people in the business world want to enter politics, they only need a little effort. It is easy to add some tricks and skills."

Canghai laughed: "It seems that you are planning to hand over this thing to the country as a gimmick and contribution."

"I'd like to ask Mr. Canghai to fulfill his promise. I really believe in the other mercenaries. Besides, I can't do it." Yin's face was sincere, as if he was studying in a poor mountainous area.

Canghai pondered for a while: "Mr. Yin, I don't know why you firmly believe that I can help?"

Yin's old face turned red without a trace and said softly: "Mr. Canghai, don't misunderstand anything else. This time it was not prepared for Mr. Canghai, but because I learned through some means that the buyer was a supreme elder in Mr. Canghai's original organization."

"You said, what?" Canghai said slowly.

At the same time, a sensation of extremely cold murderous aura instantly filled the entire room. Everyone was suddenly stared at by the hungry wolf and was trembling all over.

"What a strong murderous aura." The black ghost took a slight step to avoid Canghai and slowly walked back to the sofa to sit down. Yin's face changed, and he tightly protected his wife beside him, but the breath became weaker. Canghai asked again: "What did you say?"

The fat chef came over and said, "What's going on?" He couldn't stand the strong and depressing murderous aura just now. He looked at the faces of everyone on the field and immediately knew that it was emitted by Canghai. He was also extremely frightened: At a young age, he not only had such a strong murderous aura, but he had grasped the aura to this extent. He was really a monster.

Yin immediately reacted and laughed: "I'm talking about the Heart-Stirring Killer Organization you had been in before, of course, it's that fake Heart-Stirring."

"Supreme Elder?" Cang Hai noticed this.

"Yes, Supreme Elder." Yin bowed slightly.

"How can you outsiders know the existence of the Supreme Elder in the Pseudo-Take Heart?" Cang Hai's face turned gloomy and he looked at Yin coldly.

He always wanted to know this question, why such a strict organization has leaked so much information from the outside world. He has been confused since he came out.

"It was the man who said it himself." Yin said slowly: "I don't know what's specific."

"That organization that makes someone else's name?" The fat chef suddenly laughed: "The things inside are no longer secrets in some places."

"Okay, I agree."

Canghai slowly walked back and sat on the sofa: "What is your reward?"

Yin smiled: "I have another thing that can attract your interest. It is an antique, but not a cultural relic. It is a treasure that has been passed down from a clan in Yunnan. It is a piece of Tian Silkworm Yin and Yang Armor."

"The armor is made of rare Yin and Yang wood. Mr. Canghai should also involve this. Yin and Yang wood was used to make coffins for the royal family, and it was an extinct tree species. The armor, said that it is a treasure armor, is actually made of Yin and Yang wood, connected by the cold silk sprinkled by Tianshan snow silkworms. It is said that people who wear it can not only prolong their lives, but also use the essence of Yin and Yang wood to keep their appearance unchanged for thousands of years."

The eyes of the nigger and Avril were already glaring. When he looked at each other, Avril shouted to his father: "Are you kidding? Why don't I know, why don't I give me that good thing?"

The young woman glared at Avril: "Does any daughter speak to her father like this?"

"Hmph, who are you?" Avril's eyes flipped and sat there sulked. The young woman was also moved, thinking why her husband wouldn't give it to her.

Canghai was the same, but he didn't say anything. Yin continued to smile and said, "Mr. Canghai has a girlfriend he likes, right? She will definitely like it very much."

"Don't Mr. Yin think the reward is a bit high?" Cang Hai said lightly, but remembered Ouyang Feier's delicate face.

"Haha." Yin laughed out loud, but didn't explain. The fat chef just looked at Canghai so calmly.

"Okay, I'll accept it."

Canghai Zhanyan smiled. Yin laughed: "That's good, that's good. You can take it away when the teacher leaves."

Avril was nude and didn't say anything. She knew that she could make a fool of herself, but she couldn't see the situation clearly. Even her simple girl knew what this was. "The Heavenly Silkworm Treasure Armor" was given to Canghai by her father, and was specially sold to Canghai for a favor. Canghai, even though she knew that, she still agreed. It can be seen that he was really concerned about the "The Heavenly Silkworm Yin and Yang Armor" that could protect her face.

"Tsk, do you like that Fei'er so much?" the nigger cursed.

The fat chef laughed, patted Yin on the shoulder, and turned into the kitchen: "It's going to be fine soon, wait a little longer."

At this moment, just a moment passed in Canghai's mind. He was thinking about the "Tian Silkworm Yin and Yang Armor" and the thoughts behind Yin's smile. When he recovered, the delicious food was already full of the table. The fat chef was holding a bottle of red wine: "This is the aged wine in 1942. Come on, Mr. Canghai, have two glasses together."

"Sorry—" Cang Hai smiled slightly, but the nigger next to him continued, "He can't drink."

"Oh, it's not a good thing for men to drink, it's a shame." The fat chef smiled faintly and filled himself with his body: "However, it's much better than girls who can't drink."

Yin also smiled: "My brother is still so humorous." He looked at Canghai and was not angry when he saw the latter. He said to smooth things over: "Come on, try these dishes that cannot be eaten frequently in Hengdao."

"No, it's not that you can't eat it often, you're absolutely not allowed to eat it."

"Haha, it seems that I have more thoughts for Mr. Canghai."

The fat chef smiled and said, "Try it, Mr. Canghai."

"Is it not for me to eat?" The black ghost sat there with long legs folded, and his bowed left and right without any image, and his mouth was full of flesh and complained. The rest of the people were ashamed. The beautiful woman looked so beautiful and so beautiful. Avril swallowed and glanced at the sea. She clearly remembered that the man was even more invisibly saying.

But at this time, Canghai was polite like a gentleman, eating slowly while chatting with Yin and the hateful fat man.

"What a hateful guy who can disguise." Avril was disdainful and smiled.

Canghai was eating slowly, discussing with the fat man, and he explained his views on each dish. In order to disperse his nervous nerves in the organization, he often cooks by himself, and knows some cooking skills and rules. The fat chef is a special chef, so he naturally benefits a lot. The fat chef knows Canghai's identity as a killer mercenary, but he didn't expect that such a bloody person would know how to experience the artistic conception of a special chef who can only be excellent in life. The unexpected feeling is beyond words. While admiring this young man, he also feels sympathy.

Surprised that there were other people here. Unexpectedly, Canghai could talk freely and have unique insights in front of the top chef, and he looked like a professional chef.

Seeing that everyone looked at the aliens, Canghai smiled faintly: "I will make some snacks when I am bored. Life is too boring."

"Haha, life is so boring." The fat chef laughed and drank the red wine in his hand.

When everyone finished eating and the servants started to clean up, Canghai also stood up and said goodbye: "It's time to go back after so much trouble."

Yin did not try to keep him, and ordered his servants to wrap the prepared "Tian Silkworm Yin and Yang Armor", but the black ghost snatched it: "I'll follow you, I'll help you get it."

Cang Hai smiled faintly and looked at Avril, who was stopped by Yin: "It's time to leave."

"Where to go? Boy!"

A hoarse voice hit Canghai's heart like a heavy hammer: "Where do you want to go? Hell? Or, what else is the damn place?"

Didn't notice it! Didn't notice the heartbeat!

Canghai's face changed drastically, but everyone felt an extremely uncomfortable aura roaring from the front door of the first floor.

"Is it you? Boy? Kill my subordinates." A young man slowly pushed open the glass door and walked in. The roaring murderous aura came from his yellow eyes. His face was yellow, his clothes were yellow, and his pair of yellow shoes. Yin's face suddenly looked like earthy. He knew who the man was, but he was still deeply shocked. The guards of his villa had no effect at all.

"Group...Group...Group Leader." The handsome face of the black ghost was full of shock and despair: "You--"

"Nigga, you are so powerful, you are not dead, or," the young man grinned: "Where are you betrayal?"

Canghai slowly walked between the black ghost and the young man, and his figure blocked the two of them's eyes: "Are you a human?"

The pupils of the young man opposite him contracted and he said lightly: "What do you think?"

"Mr. Canghai, it is our team leader...Sand Eagle." The shaking voice of the black ghost sounded in Canghai's ears: "Be careful."

Even in Canghai, she was not sure who won and who lost. Her captain was too strong.

"There is a heartbeat. It's very ethereal, but it's very heavy." Canghai's face looked a little better: "Fortunately, it's better to be a human being." He muttered silently in his heart, calmed down, and said, "Of course, the nigger is not your subordinate, so there is no question of being rebellious or not."

"Of course I know." The yellowish young man waved his hand: "I have known what her identity is for a long time, but I just wondered when I would reveal his identity." He stretched out his hands, and his already yellowish hand suddenly became more conspicuous: "Did you kill it? My more than ten subordinates. Legendary sea!"

Yin's mouth opened, and Canghai said loudly, "Come and kill me, I will fight back naturally."

"Okay, then I'll avenge them, you have no objection." The young man smiled and shouted sternly: "Die." He leaned his feet and bullied Canghai. Canghai had become interested in this team leader and was amazed at his unique ability to cover up his heartbeat. Seeing this man bullying, he was not surprised but happy. He was shocked with his hands and directly attacked the turban soldier. The next moment, the turban soldier rushed towards the yellow man like a vine.

The man had a strong silver light before meeting him, and he rushed straight to his face, smiling: "Okay!" But he didn't dodge. His left hand steadily reached towards the coming silver light, and his right hand suddenly surged, pinching Canghai's throat with a fishy smell.

Both of them were both clean and neat, and they collided in the blink of an eye.

The ever-invincible silver light was steadily grasped by the yellowish palms, and no blood appeared. There was only a harsh friction sound.

Canghai was shocked. This was the first time his tibia soldier was cracked in such a straightforward and simple way. The other party didn't seem to care about it at all. The tibia soldier itself was slightly shaken.

However, he could not help but hesitate and be surprised. Another yellowish hand had pinched his throat like a hawk. In the flash of lightning, because of his surprise, he could no longer dodge.

At that moment, he leaned forward mechanically below his waist, but above his waist, he leaned back strangely, like a broken pine tree. He was still there and was lying across the ground the next moment. His feet kicked straight towards the yellowish young man's feet.

This kick was full of all strength. The silver light of his turtle soldier just now did not use much force, but just to test it. This time, the life-saving kick was full of sonic booms as soon as he tried his best.

"Good guy." The moment the yellowish young man lost his hand, he found Canghai's flat feet kicking trickyly. He also had a sharp murderous aura. He subconsciously grabbed Canghai's feet and kicked Canghai's feet.

Just as they intersected, Canghai's feet suddenly turned strangely and quickly kicked the young man's left and right wrists.

The young man's heart trembled. The hand that he had just caught the turtle soldier was trembling. The pain he suppressed hard had expanded infinitely in that very twisted small space.

The next moment, his feet, full of murderous intent, kicked the young man's wrist violently. Suddenly, a "crack" sound of fractures came from his wrist.

"Hmph!" The young man retreated suddenly, his face full of surprise. His wrist actually broke.

He just thought Canghai was powerful anymore, but he didn't expect that he could not resist his strong body.

Canghai was also secretly surprised. The young man's body seemed to be not done by flesh and blood. With the full force, his feet were actually shocked and painful.

"What a sea." The yellowish young man drooped his hands, his eyes full of horror: "It's really surprising. The legendary sea, in addition to its powerful power, also has such explosive murderous aura and internal strength. It's amazing."
To be continued...