Chapter 99 Bridgehead Trading

Perhaps it was the first failure of the sniper, but Annie Song's Villa No. 7 was very calm in the next two days.

The next day, Lao Wang found a construction team and professionals who installed monitoring equipment. After a whole day, two-meter-high brick walls were built between Villa No. 6 and Villa No. 7, and even between Villa No. 5, and barbed wire was tied to the brick walls.

One day later, Villa No. 6 had become a bunker.

No one came to stop the property because he had not received any complaints and Lao Wang gave the construction team a large price, so the construction was completed in one day.

Yang Huaiyuan and Sun Qiang were also very busy these two days because after they took on a debt collection business, they had been looking for the debtor, as if the debtor had been hiding.

The second son returned to work and waited for the task. Qi Fengzi and Chuandong also returned to Hangzhou the next day and moved back to the pot of green seedlings. They came back with Zhong Xiaonu's Beetle.

Qianzi Qi was very excited because the green seedling could really emit spiritual energy, and he also faintly felt that from one year to another, or as little as half a year, he would definitely open his dantian and enter the so-called innate realm.

Tong Jiuzhi, who was temporarily living in the villa, saw this strange grass, and it seemed that he was very good at talking to Qi Crazy. As long as Song Annie next door did not go out, he would stay in the same room with Qi Crazy while absorbing spiritual energy.

Tang Linjun has been doing nothing these days. The company is managed by Lao Wang, and several businesses have been taken over by Liang Wei and Yang Huaiyuan respectively. So his only job these days is to run to the antique market.

He wanted to find a way to practice Qi, but the library definitely did not have it, so he could only set his mind on the antiques or old items market. Although he knew that the opportunity to find a way was slim, at least there was still a glimmer of hope.

For two days, he has been wandering around the old book market on Hefang Street. There are many books in the old book market, but there are few authentic works about practice.

On this day, the third day when Song Annie moved to Villa No. 7, half a month before the Spring Festival, on the 14th day of the 12th lunar month, Tang Linjun entered Rongbaozhai on Hefang Street when the evening approached.

Rongbaozhai is very big, with many new books, some old books in thread-bound books, pen, ink, paper and ink, etc.

"Young man, what should I buy?" a middle-aged man in his forties came over and said.

"I want to find some ancient books about martial arts practice. I wonder if you have them here?" Tang Linjun asked with a smile.

"Yes, please come here." The middle-aged man made a call gesture to Tang Linjun and took him to a row of bookshelfs, pointing to the books full of cabinets and said: "There are some ancient boxing techniques, modern Jeet Kune Do and Taekwondo, you can choose them yourself."

"Okay, thank you." Tang Linjun thanked him, and then swept to rows of books.

There are indeed many books here to practice martial arts, including boxing routines from various schools, foreign martial arts, and even the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, Five Elements Physical Practice, etc.

Tang Linjun shook his head while looking. He instinctively felt that these martial arts books were useless to innate masters like him, and were not books that truly practice Qi. What he was looking for was the kind of ancient books, handwritten manuscripts circulated from the real ancient martial arts sects.

It’s just a pity that Tang Linjun looked at it all from top to bottom, but he didn’t find anything suitable for his practice.

"Forget it, if you continue to search like this, you will be looking for needles in a haystack. Even if you really have someone to practice the true qi of your internal family, it may not be suitable for me to practice." Tang Linjun sighed and turned around and wanted to leave.

However, just as he turned around, the middle-aged man suddenly walked quickly past him and faced a boy.

The boy was wearing a suit, with red lips and white teeth, and his skin was like a woman. He looked a bit neutral, handsome and stylish.

"Young Master Ouyang, you are here." When the middle-aged man walked to the boy, he bowed deeply, and his face showed a look of surprise and respect.

At this time, Tang Linjun's eyes narrowed because he found that this young man was actually an internal master. It seemed that an internal master who was less than 20 years old. Although he had not reached the innate level, he was definitely in the late stage of the acquired realm and was about to be perfected.

"This young man is strange, so young, and so cultivating. Could it be that he is the child of the ancient school or aristocratic family mentioned by Senior Tong?" Tang Linjun stopped and did not rush to go out. He wanted to see what the young man was doing.

"Tong Er, are your boss here?" The boy's voice was faint and he glanced at the middle-aged man.

"It's here, it's here." The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, and then walked towards the second floor with the boy.

After watching the two of them go up the second floor, Tang Linjun quickly withdrew from Rongbaozhai. At the same time, he immediately circled and entered the alley behind Rongbaozhai. After several ups and downs, he had already jumped into the passage on the second floor of Rongbaozhai.

The second floor is very quiet, with a long corridor in the middle, and there are different rooms on both sides, all made of mahogany, with a breath of antiques.

"Uncle Shi, that's how it is. Those two groups of people are going to connect at Yongxing Lao Bridge." The young man's voice was faintly heard from a room. Tang Linjun did not move around, but just stuck to the door and listened quietly.

"What are the items traded?" An old man's voice sounded.

"I don't know what it is, but my grandfather said that it must be foolproof this time, so he asked Shiwang to send someone to help the boxing."

"Yes, I will send Heizi and Chen Huang over at that time." The old man replied lightly.

"In this way, I will definitely return to full load tonight, thank you for your deceased uncle." The boy said excitedly in his voice.

"Well, when will you go?"

"At nine o'clock in the evening, I will come here to pick up Heizi and Chen Huang, and then go to Yongxing Bridge Head together."

"good."

When Tang Linjun heard this, he immediately retreated quickly, his whole body like a raccoon cat landing. He had jumped down from the second floor and disappeared into the evening night just as the boy opened the door.

After a while, the boy went downstairs and drove away.

Tang Linjun walked out of the old book market, and at the same time he was still worried. The young man's cultivation was already in the acquired realm, but he actually asked someone to help him? Who are they going to deal with? Who is the leader? What is the transaction? Could it be antiques or some strange things used for cultivation?

"You have to go over and take a look, you have to go!" Tang Linjun took deep breaths. This was his first time to come into contact with this kind of internal master of ancient schools. He knew that there was a heaven outside the sky and there were people outside the sky.

It can be said that the young man and the boss in Rongbaozhai must be the people in the ancient martial arts Qi training circle.

The purpose of his visit was to see the situation when the Qi training masters fought. This was a good learning opportunity. If it was possible, it would be nice to get a hole in the fight against Qiufeng.

Tang Linjun took a look at the time. It was just five o'clock in the afternoon. Although he didn't know what time the group of people was to connect, he still planned to go there early, so after calling his home, he immediately took a taxi to Yongxing Bridge.

Yongxing Lao Bridge is located in Cuncheng Village, Liangzhu Street, Yuhang District, commonly known as Ducheng Bridge, spanning Qianshan Port from east to west and is a three-hole stone beam bridge with a total length of more than 20 meters.

When Tang Linjun came here by taxi, it was completely dark, and it was remote and cold winter, so there were no pedestrians on the road.

After walking back and forth on the bridge several times, Tang Linjun turned over and jumped down, grabbed the bridge with both hands, and hid it in the stone hole.

His skill is not something that ordinary warriors can do.

The winter in the south is not as cold as the Oil City, and Tang Linjun has already entered the innate world, so he, who is alone in the bridge cave, is not numb from the cold.

Time passed by minute by minute, and two hours later, at nine o'clock in the evening, he heard someone passing by on the bridge, walking very slowly and lightly. He was alone. After walking from south to north, he stopped for a while. However, after only a few breaths, he turned back and walked on the bridge again.

"He is going to come down." Suddenly, just as Tang Linjun listened carefully to the movement on the bridge, the man walking at the bridge suddenly jumped down. Then, when he flipped in the air, he jumped with his hands, and quickly drilled into another bridge hole like a kite turning over.

Tang Linjun did not move, and his breathing and heartbeat seemed to be still at this moment, very slowly. Moreover, he tried to maintain a posture parallel to the side of the stone arch, as close to the stone arch as possible.

And after the man jumped down, there was no movement.

"I am another acquired master, similar to Brother Qi and Tong Jiuzhi!" Tang Linjun took a breath. This deal seemed very popular tonight.

An hour later, at around 10 o'clock, a car stopped at the south bridgehead, but no one got off after the car was turned off. Until half past ten, a car also came to the north bridgehead. The moment the car was turned off, two middle-aged men wrapped in cotton coats and fur hats walked down.

At the same time, two people got off the bus from the south and the bus. In the same outfit, the four of them looked at each other, and one of them walked towards the middle of the bridge, as if the joint was in the middle of the bridge. The other two were guarding their cars, with guns in their hands.

"Have you brought the things?" asked the man from Nanqiaotou as he walked.

"Have you brought the money?" asked the man from Beiqiaotou.

"Of course I brought it, two million."

With a "bang", the sound of the suitcase opening sounded.

"This is what you want." The man from Beiqiaotou took out a pocket from his arms, a very ordinary cloth bag, and threw it at the other party.

The man took the bag and opened it, only took a look, then immediately turned around. The man from Beiqiaotou also picked up the money box and slowly retreated!

However, at this moment, suddenly, the two men who were about to retreat were stunned at the same time, because at some point, two men in black and covered their faces appeared at the bridgeheads on both sides. Their movements were consistent. At almost the moment they appeared, they covered the necks of the two people guarding the bridgehead at the same time. When the cold light flashed, the two men had already spurted blood on their necks.

After the two black-clothed swordsmen finished killing the person, they did not walk towards the bridge, but stood on both sides and blocked the bridge.

"Damn, who are you?" The middle-aged man who took the money suddenly scolded and quickly reached his hand to his waist.

With a "swoosh!", just as the middle-aged man and the pistol just touched the waist, the steel knife in the hand of the black-clothed knife hand at the head of the North Bridge actually flew out of his hand. When a cold shadow of aurora was passed through the dark night, it pierced on the forehead of the middle-aged man with a "puff".

Kill with one knife, the flying knife's unique skill!
Chapter completed!