Today's new landmark in Shanghai is the centuries center of 988 meters high built in 2018. This behemoth stands on the bank of the Huangpu River, and half of its body is submerged in the clouds, which has a suffocating kingly style. The headquarters of hundreds of multinational companies in the building and the offices of financial institutions have a layer of golden light in the eyes of some people.

In Fang Wen's opinion, this building is the best amulet, and no one dares to risk the world's uproar to do anything to him here.

Fang Wen had been staying here for three days, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of brandy, overlooking the city of Shanghai covered by hazy clouds. Fang Wen sighed quietly. This is the location of the woman's family, a place that preserves some memories that make Fang Wen extremely uncomfortable.

The door of the living room opened silently. Fang Wen sighed and muttered: "Senior Brother Third, please knock on the door when you enter the door in the future?"

The one who slid into the crack of the door was a young man about 1.6 meters tall, thin, but extremely energetic. He was also short, but his appearance was very handsome, much better than Fang Wen's back then. He was Fang Wen's third senior brother Feng Hou. He had a very strange problem, which was that he liked to be a gentleman on the beam. Every year, 70% of the theft cases in European museums were caused by him or related to him. He did not have the habit of knocking on the door locks that he could open.

With his backhand closed the door, Fenghou jumped onto the sofa and lay down comfortably. He stretched his waist and moaned, "Oh, my waist...it's still comfortable in the luxury hotel's bed. I've been hiking in the dirt holes for the past few years. Oops. Xiao Si, pour a glass of wine for the third senior brother? In order to help you, I ran around to wipe your butt as soon as I arrived in Shanghai, so I was so tired."

He walked to the wine cabinet with bare body and poured a glass of vodka for Feng Hou. Fang Wen shook his hand and threw the wine glass to Feng Hou, frowned and said, "What did you find out?"

Fenghou took the wine glass and took a big gulp, sighing, "What a wine! Xiao Si, can you put on your clothes and talk to me? How many times have I seen your seductive **?"

Fang Wen proudly bulged the flowing muscles on his body, and proudly showed off: "I am jealous of my figure better than you? Third brother, how many times did you enter my room without knocking on the door?"

Feng Hou rolled her eyes and muttered as Fang Wen put on her clothes: "Just like when your news leaked three years ago, the Secret Wind Department all the people who were responsible for picking up you in Shanghai committed suicide. Last time, the master was quick-witted and caught a traitor. This time I ran to collect the body. So, you want..."

As he was talking, a rush of "drip" sound came from Fenghou's pocket. Fenghou's face changed and he hurriedly took out an instrument the size of a palm, ran around the room, and quickly snatched the pair of handcuffs from Fang Wen's hand. When the instrument approached the handcuffs, it made a sharp electronic roar. Fenghou cursed: "Fourth, are you stupid? The tracker is hung on you."

Fang Wen was stunned and suddenly cursed: "No wonder I ran to that warehouse. They could catch up so quickly. I thought they were tracking me with satellites. So that's how it was." Fang Wen stomped his feet hard and hurriedly cleared himself up and said: "My scanners and other things are all in the gift box. I was caught in the pot by those fake policemen. Isn't this my fault?"

Shaking his head, Fenghou sighed, "Forget it, the craftsmanship of the dragon gate is getting better and better. In the past, they could not have been able to inlay the tracking chip into this alloy." He suddenly laughed evilly and said softly: "It's good that this is good. It's just right to use their things to transfer them away. Let's take the opportunity to get out. Master said, in the future, you and Master will have a single contact, so that you won't be chased by others."

Fang Wen quickly packed up some of the bits and pieces of tools on his body, and while putting them everywhere on his body, he sneered: "How many people know about me when I come to the mainland this time?"

Feng Hou didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he slowly said: "In addition, there are about twenty people responsible for picking up you, all of them are core personnel of our sect in the mainland. Now three of them committed suicide. The matter is very strange. Master is about to investigate this matter. Obviously, just like the time three years ago, the matter came directly at you. Master doesn't want you to be ambushed by the elders of the Longmen one day."

"Let the storm come more violently!" Fang Wen suddenly shouted, "Who am I afraid of?"

Fenghou rolled his eyes, stuffed the two pairs of handcuffs into his pocket, and pulled Fang Wen out of the door. He muttered, "All, storm? Just wait to welcome Master's storm! You did a good job in Europe, and Master is just about to teach you a lesson. In the mainland, we should be careful when doing things. On the road, you can change your mask. Your face will not be used."

In a hall on the lower floor of the Century Center, Lu Fang and dozens of Longmen disciples were staring at the flashing red dots on the three-dimensional map. There was an old man with white beards beside Lu Fang. The old man held his long beard and smiled indifferently: "This time I stared at this demon boy and saw what their Fengmen wanted to do in the past two years. We are still welcome to invest. If you want to do something else, you must prepare to be cut off your claws."

Lu Fang smiled lightly and said, "It's not that they want to move the Fengmen's headquarters back to China? That's a full-scale war."

"The war in full swing will not start." The old man shook his head and said, "The European affairs were done by the fourth brother of the Fengmen himself. After we retaliated against the thirty of their strongholds in China, Feng Er, Feng San, and Feng Si had already expressed their intention to reconcile. The war in full swing is not the time now. It will affect the whole body. Who dares to start a full swing?"

Lu Fang sighed: "What you always say is that Fengmen has been constantly sneaking into the mainland in recent years, but it is difficult for us to catch their traces. What do they want to do?"

The old man patted Lu Fang on the shoulder vigorously, and pointed to the three maps with a smile and said, "Who said he couldn't catch their traces? Didn't you catch such a big fox tail? Although you and Xiao Jing Xiaoying suffered some losses, it would be a good thing for young people to suffer some losses."

Both of them stopped talking because the red dot representing Fang Wen was constantly moving. Lu Fang looked at the three-dimensional map for a while and frowned and said, "Look at him closely, the field team will look forward to their own area. What is this guy going to do?"

The red dots on the map are constantly moving, from Pudong to Puxi, from Puxi to Hongqiao, from Hongqiao to Baoshan, and swaying everywhere.

Lu Fang and the others waited quietly for several hours before they received news from the field team - the Fourth Young Master Fengmen was gone, and the two pairs of handcuffs were stuffed into the seat cushions of a taxi and traveled around half of Shanghai. Lu Fang and the old man looked at each other and cursed: "Damn little fox!"

After changing more than a dozen cars along the way, seven masks and more than a dozen sets of clothes were changed. Feng Hou led Fang Wen to Xi'an and successfully left the tracking of the dragon gate.

In a resort villa outside Xi'an City, Fang Wen met Mr. Feng Da, two senior brothers Feng Yuan, Feng Hu, and a large number of senior executives from Fengmen.

Feng 2, Feng 3, Feng 4, Feng 5, Feng 6, five elders of the Fengmen, and their personal disciples thirty-eight.

As soon as he got off the car, Mr. Feng Da suddenly flew down from a big tree and punched Fang Wen with his head. Mr. Feng Da used all his strength, and the fierce fist wind formed a blue fist about a foot long in front of his fist, and blasted hard at Fang Wen's sky spirit cover.

Fang Wen shouted, gently slapped into the sky with his palms, and a storm was slammed horizontally like a steel plate, shattering Mr. Feng Da's fist. Before the remaining momentum was gone, a terrible force continued to bombard Mr. Feng Da's body. Mr. Feng Da laughed, and when his body turned sharply, he brought up a hazy green shadow that swept across more than ten meters like a ghost, and gently landed on the ground. Fang Wen's slammed the storm towards a big tree next to him, smashing half of the trunk on the big tree that the two hugged together into pieces.

Mr. Feng laughed and held his hands, and said proudly: "Do you guys think Fang Wen can be used more?"

Five elders including Feng Er also laughed and nodded, "It's worthy of being a freak who can inject twelve S-A-1s. This time it will definitely be successful."

Mr. Feng nodded and smiled, walked over and patted Fang Wen on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Sleep well for three days. There is everything in this villa. Have you found a woman in Europe to have sex? Then relax here for three days. When the fellow disciples of Yuemen arrive, we will set out to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang."

"Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?" Fang Wen was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "Master, what are we doing in that place?"

Feng Hou was excited and flipped over thirty or so, laughing and said, "What are you going to do? Go to rob the tomb! Xiao Si!"

Stealing the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?

Fang Wen was a little stunned.

Feng Yuan walked slowly to Fang Wen and patted Fang Wen's shoulder hard. Feng Yuan showed a perfect smile on his face like a statue. He said kindly: "Our Fenghua Xueyue Sect has been tracing a thing that has been tracked for more than a thousand years, and now it is confirmed that it is hidden in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. This time, we are going to take out that thing. Junior brother, your skills are now the best of my Fengmen, so you must rely more on your strength."

I don’t know what happened, Fang Wen looked at Feng Yuan’s face and always had the urge to punch him hard, smashing this perfect face into a rotten watermelon.

As for entering the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?

Exciting, exciting! One hundred and ten thousand times more exciting than *** racing. What is Fang Wen afraid to go? The first chapter of the road, goodbye, Chapter 14
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