Jiangdong CBD, Jin Lu Group Building.
The Glass curtain wall on the exterior facade shines in the sunlight, highlighting the unique majesty of this commercial landmark.
Inside the building, in the president's office on the highest floor.
Lu Yongquan Suit was standing tall and straight by the window.
Putting his hands casually in his trouser pockets, he looked down at the city under the setting sun.
The Street underfoot has already entered the rush hour after get off work, and the vehicles are rushing like a tide.
His eyes were stern, and his brows were slightly wrinkled from time to time, revealing the seriousness in his heart.
Suddenly, a "ding" sounded in the quiet air.
A crisp electronic sound came into my ears.
Lu Yongquan suddenly turned his head slightly and looked alertly.
Behind him, the shelf filled with precious porcelain bottles Antique and usually used as decoration slowly cracked from the middle, revealing a hidden secret door.
As the crack in the door gradually opened, green light seeped out, adding a touch of mystery to this luxurious office.
Immediately afterwards, four people wearing Black Robe filed out.
The leader of the old man was thin, with Black Robe hanging loosely on his body, but strangely twisting in the wind, as if it was alive.
The three people following behind them all moved in unison, as if they were bound by invisible threads Traction.
Their faces were completely hidden in Hood, and Black Robe swayed slightly as they walked, without making any footsteps.
The whole body exudes a chilling deathly silence Aura, which seems to be Ghost from another dimension.
"Second uncle."
Lu Yongquan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. He quickly stepped forward to greet him, his tone a bit concerned:
"In fact, there is no need for you to take risks yourself. Estate I have arranged enough manpower, and the plan is rigorous and thorough to ensure that nothing goes wrong..."
The leader, the old man Black Robe, raised his head, revealing a face that had experienced the vicissitudes of time.
This person is Lu Shihua, the second elder of the Lu family who has been in seclusion for many years and is not well known to outsiders.
He stared at Lu Yongquan deeply, and his voice was a little hoarse:
"Yong Quan, you have to remember that nothing in this world is foolproof. Plans can never keep up with changes. There will always be variables you can't imagine."
"But..."
Lu Yongquan spoke somewhat eagerly.
As soon as he said two words, he was interrupted by Lu Shihua waving his hand.
"I saw the photos you sent last time. Some of them are Lama from the Black Sect. The person standing behind them is my old rival."
Lu Shihua narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint cold light flickering under his eyes.
"Back then, I fought with him to the death. I didn't expect that after so many years, he would find an opportunity to disrupt the situation. So this time, I must personally sit on the scene to ensure that our Lu Family will not capsize in the gutter."
Lu Yongquan frowned, his eyes still showing unwillingness:
"Then let me go. I have mastered all the secret techniques you taught me."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced behind Lu Shihua and the other three Black Robed Man who covered their faces with Hood.
Then, he said in a more determined tone:
"Second uncle, I know better than anyone else the difficulties our family is facing now. I endure torture every day and train hard in order to one day be able to take charge, instead of hiding behind you and just being a bystander."
Lu Shihua heard this, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes:
"Yongquan, it's enough for you to have this heart."
Immediately the conversation changed and his expression became serious.
"But now your father is seriously ill. You are the eldest son of the Lu Family, and you are responsible for the safety of the whole clan. If something goes wrong again, the whole Lu Family will really be in chaos."
As if thinking of his other useless nephews and nephews, Lu Shihua's eyes were full of helplessness and regret, and he sighed softly.
As he spoke, he took a step forward, placed his hands heavily on Lu Yongquan's shoulders, and stared intensely at the most outstanding disciple among the Lu Family's descendants.
"We are now walking on the cusp of a storm. If we make one wrong move, we will lose everything. We must consider everything we do. The more caution we have, the more our family business will be protected."
"Only if you live well and control the overall situation can you stabilize the crumbling building Lu Family. This is your responsibility and the hope of the family, do you understand?"
Listening to the entrustment of high hopes from his second uncle, Lu Yongquan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a moment.
He thought of the exclusion and suppression Lu Family had suffered recently. In the political and business circles, he was surrounded and suppressed by the group of upstarts like hungry wolves.
As for my brothers, they are either addicted to fun or have mediocre qualifications, and none of them can be counted on.
Noble Clan, who has been a dignified family for thousands of years, is now struggling, almost reduced to a second-rate family, and is about to be forgotten in the corner.
The reason Origin lies in the fact that the family Inheritance Secret Realm continues to decline, resulting in the decline of elite members, the decline of the population, and the loss of its former prosperity and glory.
The two stood side by side, looking out the window at the bustling city scene.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines through Glass, reflecting a blurred orange color, dragging the figure sideways.
"Inheritance Secret Realm's space has become smaller these days. If we Lu Family don't give it a try, we may not be able to hold on for long."
Lu Shihua's voice was deep and full of unwillingness:
"Since God has given us an opportunity to reverse Heaven and Earth, we must not let it go."
"Tonight's action is not only for your father, but also for the glory of the family for hundreds of years to come. Success or failure depends on this one move. If necessary, we will pay any price!"
As he said that, Lu Shihua turned back and stared at his nephew with burning eyes.
"Second uncle, I understand!"
Lu Yongquan immediately puffed up his chest and replied loudly:
"I will stay at the headquarters, pay attention to the trends of each family at any time, provide necessary intelligence support, coordinate resources from all parties, ensure the internal stability of the family, and never let you have any worries. Just give it a try, and leave the family's rear to me!"
Lu Shihua heard this and nodded with satisfaction:
"Okay, with your words, I feel relieved. We, Lu Family, will definitely break out of the predicament this time and regain our former glory!"
Night falls quietly, as deep as the tide.
The mist in the mountains seemed to be alive, rising from the ground in strands.
At first it was just a few thin strands, but in a blink of an eye it became intertwined and intertwined, becoming thicker.
The mist swirls between the trees, blurring the outline of the tree trunks and making the originally tall pines and cypresses look shadowy.
In this Mist Ocean, a Estate stands like an isolated island in the darkness.
The iron door was closed tightly, and there were strange patterns carved on it, like some kind of ancient totem.
Surrounded by High Wall, various Infrared Sensors devices and Surveillance Camera are arranged in an orderly manner.
It's like a pair of vigilant eyes, always monitoring what's going on around you.
In the inner area, there are two high-power Xenon Lamp hanging high, shooting into the forest.
Under the light, the surrounding fog formed two huge white light groups, making it impossible to see the real scene inside Estate.
Many armed guards holding Firearms and wearing Face Mask appeared and disappeared.
They walked neatly and steadily, patrolling every corner of Estate.
It seems as if there is some priceless treasure hidden here, so it requires such strict protection measures.
Dense Forest is extremely quiet in the depths.
A pair of eyes flickered vaguely in the darkness, staring at the brightly lit luxurious Estate not far away.
It's like a wild beast spying on its prey, dormant quietly.
Occasionally, the cry of Night Owl pierces the night sky.
The shrill voice echoed in Mountain Forest and lingered for a long time, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Time passed minute by minute.
The night is getting darker and darker, and the fog is so thick that it seems to engulf people completely.
"Grandma's!"
A certain Bald Guy who was hiding behind the bushes couldn't hold it in anymore, lowered his voice and cursed.
He wore a devil-like mask on his face, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, and his tone was full of impatience:
"It's almost ten o'clock, why are everyone acting like a coward, unable to even move a muscle?"
Next to him, there was a smaller Bald Head boy who also wore a mask and muttered:
"Fortunately it's not summer, otherwise I would have been covered in mosquito bites."
As he spoke, he scratched his neck uneasily with his hands, as if there were insects burrowing into his collar.
From the slightly immature voice, I could tell it was Xiao Bei.
There were also a group of people dressed in black, with Bald Head shaved heads and ferocious masks on their faces.
It is Black Wolf, Bao Ye, A Er, A San, and Fang Cheng.
They cleverly used trees or slopes to hide themselves from the searchlight beams that came from time to time, and their figures blended into the surrounding darkness.
If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find traces of its existence.
Bao Ye chuckled and whispered:
"Stop complaining, those guys are waiting for someone else to take the lead."
When everyone heard this, they all felt sad.
After several tentative attacks some time ago, everyone has become proficient.
No one is a stupid young man with no brains, so why should he stupidly run to be cannon fodder, charge into battle, and make wedding dresses for others?
Even primary school students are familiar with the story of the snipe and the clam competing for the fisherman's profit.
How could those of them who have been working hard in Underworld not understand the truth?
The current stalemate is, to put it bluntly, a battle of patience over who can afford it.
Black Wolf then spoke in a deep voice to appease the team members:
"Wait, I don't believe those people can bear it. The worst case scenario is that we will wait until the auctioneers come over tomorrow morning, and everyone will break up."
Everyone whispered a few words, feeling a little anxious and helpless, they could only wait for Unexpected Events to happen.
Fang Cheng's eyes were bright and he stared motionlessly in the direction of Estate, thinking about various countermeasures in his mind.
An extremely rich smell of curry came uninvited and penetrated into my nostrils.
It was emanating from A San hiding next to it.
He muttered words as if praying, and from time to time he would raise his hand to touch his newly shaved Bald Head.
Obviously, I am still not used to this abrupt Bald Head shape, and I feel awkward all over.
Fang Cheng glanced at him, frowned slightly, and moved slightly to the side.
I can't help it, the curry smell is too strong.
What's more, my nose is very sensitive. If I can't help but sneeze, my traces will be exposed.
After calming down for a while, Fang Cheng continued to set his sights on Estate.
He took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and turned on the Eagle Eye Vision special effects to the maximum.
Even with heavy Mist and darkness blockades, as well as dazzling searchlights blocking everything, everything in Estate can still be seen clearly.
Fang Cheng carefully observed the number of guards and patrol patterns, and analyzed and captured exploitable defense loopholes.
Before, everyone went to Town's barber shop to get a "hair and beauty treatment".
Then he drove the van to the nearby Village, waited until dark, and sneaked into the Mist Mountain.
I originally planned to use the cover of night to sneak into Estate at the right time and seize the target treasure.
Of course.
This so-called "timing" refers to waiting for other teams to exchange fire with the guards, and then they can take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters to increase the chance of winning the operation.
However, the situation does not seem to be developing in the expected direction.
Everyone has been lurking until now, but they haven't waited for the expected Gunfire to sound.
There was always a deathly silence all around.
It seems that in this Mist Forest, except for a few people in their team, there are actually no other "visitors" at all.
However, Fang Cheng could clearly sense the strange movements happening around him.
Within a few hundred meters to your left and right, there were at least two other teams hidden, and you could even hear the faint sounds of human voices and breathing.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly, thinking secretly.
Since those guys are all turtles, hiding in the dark, no one wants to take the lead.
Maybe you can sneak to the wall first and throw a big firecracker to make a big noise.
Let those guys who stood still think that something was going on. After luring the snake out of the hole, they fled the scene with Supernatural speed, leaving them to open fire and fight.
If there is no conflict, create a conflict. In this way, won't the deadlock be broken?
After thinking about it, Fang Cheng shook his head slightly and temporarily suppressed this adventurous idea.
Just wait and see, maybe the connecting flight will arrive soon.
If you are in a hurry, you will never be able to eat hot tofu, so taking things slowly and slowly is the best strategy.
Speaking of which, among all the people who covet Golden Benba Vase with the same purpose, I am the one who can afford it the most and is the most optimistic.
Time passed slowly in the darkness, as if every second was stretched several times.
The thick fog is like a big net, spreading quietly among Mountain Forest.
The strands are intertwined and intertwined, bringing bursts of moisture, making people's skin really feel the stickiness and coldness.
Everything around him was shrouded in fog, and visibility became increasingly reduced.
This Mist Mountain is indeed well-deserved. If ordinary people broke in rashly, they would probably lose their way in a moment.
The figures of the teammates who were close at hand loomed in the haze, adding a bit of tension and uneasiness.
Only the lights in Estate stay on all night, which makes people's eyes hurt.
It seems to be declaring its majesty and inviolability to the outside world, and also seems to be provoking all visitors with evil intentions.
Not only the teams of Fang Cheng and Black Wolf, but also other teams that are hiding their whereabouts are all waiting for the opportunity that will come up at an unknown time, waiting for a certain "warrior" to show up.
Everyone knows that taking rash actions will only expose yourself and become the target of public criticism.
So I could only suppress my inner impulse and suffer in the damp and cold mist and the long dark night.
I don't know how long it took, maybe some people were about to doze off.
Suddenly, a voice suddenly reached the ears of everyone hidden in Woods.
"Good evening, friends. Excuse me."