Chapter 25

"Cultivate the Truth of Ancient Martial Arts, Cultivate the Truth..." After reading the letter, Wang Tianshi was so excited that his whole body couldn't stop trembling. He didn't have to suck human blood and harm his life, nor did he have to be afraid of the sun. He could live like a normal person and retain the ability of a vampire. Isn't this the life that Wang Tianshi has always longed for?

At this point, Wang Tianshi vaguely understood that at every critical moment, he could control the blood of humans at every critical moment these days, not only his instinct disgust and fear, but also related to the beliefs inherited by Flemen. Although the dream guided by evolution has always reminded him that he can only be powerful by sucking humans' blood, it can only be said that this is the instinct of the vampire race, not Flemen's original intention.

Why is this happening?

Because of love!

However, Wang Tianshi's love seeds had just fallen into the dust and had already rotted before they had time to sprout.

After being excited, Wang Tianshi finally calmed down. Not to mention the ancient martial arts cultivation, it was difficult to find a cultivator to instill spiritual power in him. It could be said that there was no clue. No matter what, Wang Tianshi's fate finally showed a glimmer of dawn.

Wang Tianshi flipped through the notes in the iron box. Fortunately, Flemen obviously stayed in China for a long time. Whether it was letters or notes, they were written in Chinese. The handwriting was very stiff, but the overall style had a charm of willow style.

He opened the bag made of silver thread again, which was a piece of three-inch long fang, which was dark red all over. A cold and cold breath instantly penetrated Wang Tianshi's whole body, forcing him to put it back on the bag.

Wang Tianshi couldn't take care of the keys of the "Forgotten World" for the time being. He put away his notes and letters, put the gray bank card in his pocket, closed the iron box and pulled out the key, and walked out.

"May I ask about this card..." After leaving the vault and returning to the front desk of the bank lobby, Wang Tianshi took out the bank card left for him by Fleuro and handed it to the customer service manager.

"Sorry, guest, this is a supreme card that Deutsche Bank handled thirty years ago. It can only be used at Deutsche Bank's Frankfurt headquarters..." The customer service manager's answer is always polite and meticulous.

Wang Tianshi twitched his cheeks and opened his mouth. What he actually wanted to ask was, without a password, can this card be used? Now it seems that the vampire Marquis left him with no illusory hope, and there is no affordable thing. Oh no, he also stayed in the vault and could bring him disaster at any time.

Wang Tianshi then left the bank. His father should be about to enter the city at this time, and he must protect him...

….

Hongkong.

The ambulance arrived quickly and sent Qin Heng to the Hong Kong Union Hospital. Qin Heng, who had always been strong, was furious, but when he woke up completely, it was already dark. Apart from the ticking sound of the instruments, there was a smell of disinfectant water in the quiet ward.

"Didi..." The ringing sound of the phone was remembered. Qin Heng picked up the cell phone next to the pillow, and saw that it was called by Tie Sanye and answered it easily.

"What? Wang Guangyuan appeared and was paying off his debts in his antique shop..." Before he could finish listening, Qin Heng's face was already sweating profusely. Although at the moment when "The Boy of Apricot Flowers" was verified as a fake, he knew that he might have been hit by Wang Guangyuan and his son's double act plan, but now Wang Guangyuan returned to Zhonghai without any damage, which made him feel scared. You must know that it was seventeen lives!

"Old Master Qin..."

While Qin Heng was still pondering his future plans, a low, stiff voice sounded almost word by word in the room. Qin Heng was shocked and stood up directly. Seeing a black shadow on the other end of the hospital bed, he tightened his fist nervously. He had also practiced Bagua Fist for decades.

"who…"

"Old Master Qin, you won't be so forgetful." The black shadow said slowly, and suddenly turned around, "In the Xiashankou group, Zuo Mu..."

"So it's Mr. Zuo Mu..." Looking at Zuo Mu who was combed with a meticulous look and a gloomy look, Qin Heng's face turned pale in an instant, and his clenched fists slowly loosened...

The Yamaguchi Group is a gang under the Japanese far-right forces. It has always been an extreme supporter of Japan's aggression and expansionism. They not only deny the history of Japan's aggression, but also encourage the public to hate the Chinese and create troubles on sensitive islands and territorial waters. At a time of turmoil in Japan, these extreme right forces that could only survive in the cracks after World War II took the opportunity to rise and to a certain extent can influence the direction of Japan's political situation and begin to make trouble.

Qin Heng was able to know Zuo Mu of Yamaguchi Group because cultural relics, not all cultural relics, can be brought directly from the mainland to Hong Kong and brought to auction. The Yamaguchi Group lurking in the mainland has this ability. It can be said that Mr. Qin has a property worth over 100 million yuan, and the Yamaguchi Group, which helped him smuggle antiques, made great contributions. For example, in this "Apricot Blossom Boy Picture", Qin Heng used the Yamaguchi Group's channels to transfer from Zhonghai to Hong Kong so quickly.

The transaction between the two parties was the tomb of Emperor Qin. Yamaguchi Group promised Qin Heng that as long as Qin Heng helped them find the tomb of Emperor Qin or related clues, they not only helped Qin Heng smuggle antiques to Hong Kong for auction for free, but also helped him move his family to the United States, and promised to give him 100 million US dollars afterwards.

Qin Heng dared to agree to make a deal with Yamaguchi because he knew that Wang Dingzhang's notes might record the seat of the tomb of the Qin Emperor. The reason why he did not hurriedly tell Yamaguchi was because he was tempted. The other party was a notorious gang organization around the world. If the other party did not fulfill his promise and killed someone to silence him after getting the notes, Qin Heng would not have time to regret it, so he had to get the notes first to add a guarantee to himself.

But now, Wang Guangyuan has been living in seventeen lives and returned to Zhonghai. His bodyguards have become stronger, including his direct descendants He Fengzi, who died. Why is this happening? Even the third master of Tie San could not tell why. Qin Heng speculated that there were only two situations. First, the Wang family had secret help from experts; second, another large force joined the ranks of robbing Wang Dingzhang's notes.

But no matter what the situation is, the situation has been out of Qin Heng's control. Thinking about the seventeen lives, Qin Heng felt cold in his heart. His relationship with Tie San Master was just average. He dared not expect Tie San Master to fight for him. The most important thing is that Qin Heng was not willing to accept his fate when encountering some setbacks, otherwise he would not have the current billions of wealth.

As his mind changed rapidly, Qin Heng had an idea and it was time to tell Yamaguchi Group about the notes.

"Mr. Zuo Mu, the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is a little surprised..." Qin Heng said calmly while taking the little abacus in his heart.

Zuo Mu, who had a tense expression on his face, was not happy at all when he heard this, and a sneered on the corner of his lips, saying, "Old Master Qin, I heard that you had just fallen into a big fuck and spent more than 10 million to buy a fake painting. Even your men were killed or injured. You might not want to use my power to take revenge!"

Qin Heng had already sweated a lot from his backbone. Only then did he realize that his every move was always under the surveillance of the Yamaguchi Group. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Zuo Mu, I don't deny that what you said is true, and I have difficulties too."

"Wang Guangyuan, who sold my fake paintings, was a Feng Shui master. He was best at pointing out the tombs of ancient emperors. Especially for the tombs of ancient emperors, you can tell at a glance. After his death, he left a note to Wang Guangyuan and his son. I only learned not long ago that it might record the specific location of the tombs of Emperor Qin. After all, it is of great importance. I just wanted to get it safely through transactions and hand it over to you. But I didn't expect that he would be fooled by him instead!" Qin Heng hurriedly identified.

"Is there such a thing?" Zuo Mu frowned slightly. Qin Heng framed Wang Guangyuan twice. Their Yamaguchi Group knew a little, but they didn't expect that there was such a hidden story inside. Moreover, Wang Dingzhang was good at pointing to the cave to determine the tomb, and the Yamaguchi Group had heard of it, but he didn't expect that Wang Dingzhang had such a despicable ability to even find the tomb of Emperor Qin.

At this moment, Zuo Mu had already believed it five or six times in his heart, looked at Qin Heng and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"In the past, for the sake of being safe, I always wanted to deceive the Wang family's wealth, and finally forced him to sell notes. But now, we can only be more direct, tied up their father and son, and forced them to hand over the notes!" Qin Heng said viciously.
Chapter completed!