I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

Chapter 29: Private Residence

Chapter 29: The private residence is hot in summer.

The land in the Western Regions was dry and cracked, and the scorched yellow clods were turned up, and there was not the slightest bit of moisture to be seen.

Red Flame Mountain.

Robe, Santong, and Lao Jiu were squatting at the foot of Chiyan Mountain, smoking five yuan cigarettes one after another.

At the feet of the three, there were all cigarette butts burned to the root.

The people in the robes are all scoundrels from Chiyan Mountain, and they follow their elder brother's left hand to the generation of Chiyan Mountain in the Western Regions.

It is said that thousands of years ago, Chiyan Mountain used to be a peaceful place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Now it has dried up to the point of staggering, and it has completely become one of the most desolate areas in the Western Regions.

However, the few people in the robes were still the horses on their left hand, and they followed their elder brother to occupy the small world of Chiyan Mountain.

There is no other reason, there are rare earths and ore in Chiyan Mountain!

Rare earths and ores are valuable rare goods everywhere, and reselling rare earths and ores has become the most profitable business for the left-handed.

Of course, Robe and the others have never seen any golden ores, or bright rare earths, that their left hand really dug out of Chiyan Mountain.

Robe, they are all old people who have been in the arena, and they have made great achievements with a ruthless force.

The three of them know the rules very well, don't ask if they know they shouldn't ask.

Therefore, even though they knew that there was absolutely no bullshit rare earth in Chiyan Mountain, but some earth-shattering treasures were hidden, a few of them didn't say much.

Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back. Once you do something like betrayal of the big brother, it is not easy to turn back.

Men in the Western Regions are arrogant and fierce.

If it wasn't for the necessary moment, Robe and the others would never set foot on that road.

"Hey... Santong, how's the business over the lake recently?" Paozi took a hard puff on his cigarette, and then exhaled blue smoke, and said to the man beside him.

Mitsuhito, nearly two meters tall, is a strong and unsmiling man with a tall body and burly muscles.

When this man first followed his eldest brother's left hand, he was only fifteen years old, and seven or eight years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Santong seemed even more silent and fierce.

This man from the Western Regions, as his name suggests, has a face with a national character, and his eyes are long and narrow.

The forehead lines are very obvious, hence the name Santong.

"Well, the Hukou side is okay, but the income of the market has been decreasing recently. Big brother said that we will not do that kind of business next year. He wants to do some clean business." Santong paused, faintly. road.

"Ah..." A trace of cruelty flashed in Pao Zi's eyes, but it was fleeting, and he didn't say anything.

Just a long sigh.

Lao Jiu is the oldest among the three, and he is almost thirty. He is an old gun in the old rivers and lakes.

He followed the left-handed brother because he was short of money.

Lao Jiu likes to gamble, and many times he loses everything, leaving nothing to chance.

Crouching at the foot of Chiyan Mountain, the three of them breathed in mist.

Behind them there were dozens of strong men from the Western Regions, also with solemn expressions.

In July, the sun is very hot, especially in a land, which is dry for many years and the temperature is extremely high.

What everyone is doing is hard money, if they are not forced and helpless, who will step on the road.

But...

The robe was a bit gnashing of teeth, and there was a snake-like gloom under it.

Their eldest brother, Left Hand, has made a lot of money over the years, but he has not distributed it to the brothers below, especially the business of Chiyan Mountain, which is definitely not clean!

Every time Paozi saw someone with his left hand to pull goods, he excavated more than ten tons of loess from Chiyan Mountain, as if he was digging the loess in Chiyan Mountain.

I want to dig Chiyan Mountain upside down.

"Is there really something in there?" the robe often thought.

Because I heard from the older generation that there is a tomb inside Chiyan Mountain, and the big man buried in it has a detached status.

It was Xiang Long who was called the Overlord of the Western Regions!

Xiang Long, the God of Killing, is notorious in history, but his strength is absolutely peerless, and few people can surpass him.

Especially Xiang Long's two weapons, Mo Xie.

It is said that these two knives kill people without blood, cut iron like mud, and break hair when they blow!

His eyes narrowed slightly, a strange expression appeared on the robe's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Da da da...

Suddenly, the three men in the robe saw a few black shadows appearing in front of them.

Who?!!

In an instant, several people reached out and touched the handle of the knife behind them.

Some of the people who can create a world in the dangerous Western Regions will be cowards, and they are all decisive and decisive.

In less than half a breath, the three people in the robe became imposing, staring at the few people in front of them with piercing eyes.

The leader is a young man with a handsome face and long black hair, and the aura of the whole person is like that of a high-ranking king!

On the left is a young man in a black suit, with a golden dragon tattooed on his chest, standing upright, his bloodthirsty aura leaking out.

On the right, a strong man with a height of nearly two meters, his muscles are like wriggling pythons. There is no doubt that once the huge power is poured out under that black suit, he can kill a bull with a bang!

hiss..

"What the hell are these people, just three people's momentum is going straight to the sky, and the momentum is huge!" The robes looked at each other, and they all saw the strangeness in each other's eyes.

The people who come here are by no means ordinary people, and the background is not small!

The robe waved his hand, and behind him a large group of strong men came like a tide, surrounding the three people who came.

These three people are Ye Buxiu and his two subordinates, Xu Tianran and Ali.

Ye Buxiu came to Chiyan Mountain to find the burial objects of Xianglong, the overlord of the Western Regions, the Mo Xie Dao, the medicinal herbs and other treasures he cultivated.

In history, Xiang Long was a bloodthirsty overlord who guarded the Western Regions.

But what is rarely known is that Xiang Long has another identity.

Nascent Soul Powerhouse!

When Xiang Long was twenty years old, he entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he took two divine weapons and entered the demon realm, fighting in and out, for eight days and nights.

Did not close his eyes.

At the same time, after eight days, countless giants in the demon world fell from their horses, died tragically, and were smashed to ashes.

Of course, Ye Buxiu would not let go of such a tomb of an ancient martial artist.

Having lost the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, he can only start with weapons, first find the two weapons of Mo Xie and enhance his own strength!

Moreover, in the tomb of the overlord of the Western Regions, there are countless treasures.

There may be surprises to come.

Therefore, this tomb must be dug, and all the treasures must be searched out by digging three feet into the ground.

"Who are you, this is a private residence, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

Looking at the aura of Ye Buxiu and the others, Pao Zi and the others were a little flustered.

However, in the end, Robe stood up, pretending to have a cold expression, and said solemnly.

"Private residence?"

Ye Buxiu sneered, then looked up at the robe.

It was this look that made the robe feel like an ice cave, and his whole body felt weak for a while, unable to lift his strength.

"Private residence? The dignified tomb of the overlord of the Western Regions in the Xia Dynasty can be said to be a private residence now?"

"Can you afford this dragon energy!!"

Buzz!!

Ye Buxiu's voice sounded faintly, and it roared and echoed under the Chiyan Mountain!_

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