Qing proud city: stunning beauty

Chapter 230 Fang's Old House (2)

Shangyou Qinglian nodded, "Okay, when my friends come back, I must visit them."

"Then we will meet in front of the old house at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Miss Shangyou should know the place, and I will take you in then." After Fang Weining finished speaking, he took another look at the rouge-colored jade before leaving the room.

Changyou Qinglian turned her head and looked over, is there any difference between this piece of jadeite?

Why did Fang Weining keep his gaze on this piece of rouge-colored jadeite?

But after she checked carefully with Lingxi, she didn't find any difference, it was still a beautiful jadeite as a whole.

Shangyou Qinglian laughed at herself, "I didn't expect that I would also learn to read words and expressions!"

Guanghan smiled and said, "This is growth! Why bother the master? I found an order from Huaxia on the computer network of a certain country. There are eight sets in total. It seems that the people around you will be fully armed soon!"

"Oh? What's there? Guanghan, tell me first." Shangyou Qinglian was very curious, and Kazematoru's speed was really fast.

"Including the most advanced miniature guns, miniature hand cannons, miniature satellite trackers, the latest type of body armor, which is as thin as a piece of paper, but can withstand bullets fired from 300 meters away! There are also several types of microcapsules. Contains all kinds of highly poisonous, oh, there are also some things for girls, such as lipstick, makeup mirrors, etc., but they have been modified long ago to become killers in an instant, and there are even a pair of shoes with jets on their soles. God, what is Toru Kazama doing? He doubts your ability so much, master!"

Shangyou Qinglian was speechless, "Guanghan, don't you want me to be safe? By the way, have the eight members of the Xi family changed?"

Guanghan was depressed when he mentioned this, he insisted on experimenting with various methods of torture every day, but none of them was willing to beg for mercy, even the woman bit her lip and refused to give in.

"Guanghan, keep an eye on them, do whatever you want, but don't let them die, my space is full of vitality, no pollution!"

Guang Han hurriedly said: "Of course. But the master, Jue Jue hasn't come out for a long time, since she said that word last time, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

Shangyou Qinglian said: "It should be fine, I guess she is tired, let her rest for a while! Also, you are going to Fang's house tomorrow, try to find out the floor plan of the old house, I will give Kazama Toru and them some Let’s see, there may be unexpected gains!”

"it is good!"
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The next day, before nine o'clock, Shangyou Qinglian, Fengjianche, Yi Yunfan, Tie Ruchrome and his five subordinates all appeared outside the Fang family's old house.

The nine people stood around for a few minutes before Fang Weining appeared with a gentle smile.

The smile on his face is so enthusiastic that people can't be wary of him at all, even his eyes seem to be very sincere, and his voice is even softer and sweeter, which is extremely pleasing to the ear.

Shangyou Qinglian's heart trembled, and she whispered: "Everyone be careful."

Except for the four of them, the other five Tie family soldiers didn't know the purpose of going to Fang's house, but they still followed cautiously, observing the surroundings from time to time.

Fang Weining walked in the front, and Shangyou Qinglian walked side by side with him.

He glanced back at the men behind him, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Miss Dao Shangyou to have so many friends, and they are all masters."

Shangyou Qinglian said lightly, "What a master! It's just that he is taller."

The Fang family's old house is quaint, and every place seems to be full of mystery. There are all pavilions, towers and pavilions, and it has quite a history at first glance, especially the long pavilion in the middle of the lake that Fang Weining led them through. The surrounding eaves are leaping and flying under the pure blue sky, as if they are full of spirituality and have a unique flavor.

(End of this chapter)