Chapter 967 Where Is the Person?

Feng Jun's face sank when he heard this, and he spoke unhappily, "I've already told you, don't always ask questions, I'm the one asking you!"

Smith was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask anymore. He understood the horror of the ascetics better.

However, he really couldn't change his language habits. "I wonder if this master...has heard of Kunlun?"

"Kunlun?" Yang Yuxin frowned slightly when she heard this.

Smith looked at her suspiciously and thought, how could the Gu family's daughter-in-law know this? Shouldn't you be a materialist?

"Hmph," Feng Jun snorted coldly, "I knew that if you do something so unethical, you can't escape these people."

"Then you know Kunlun..." Halfway through his words, Smith raised his hand and gave himself a hard slap on the mouth, which was both crisp and loud. "I'll make you want to ask again!"

Feng Jun asked expressionlessly, "The person who contacted you...was it Yu Baiyi or Shen Qingyi?"

Smith became more and more horrified, thinking that this was also a serious Taoist practitioner - to be honest, he didn't even know who there were in Kunlun, but he only knew that the most powerful ones in Kunlun were the Three Shows of Kunlun.

But he only knew the title of the Kunlun Three Shows, and he had no idea which three shows they were.

What he is thinking about now is that more than one person said that Kunlun is the number one holy land for monasticism in China, but he just doesn't know if the person in front of him will be his opponent.

So he plucked up the courage to ask, "The last question, I'm offended... Sir or Kunlun, who is more powerful?"

Feng Jun was too lazy to pay attention to him and winked at Yang Yuxin - you answer it, I won't brag.

Yang Yuxin didn't want to say more, not because she didn't have the guts, but because she didn't like Smith.

So she just asked lightly, "Have you ever heard of Kunlun Three Shows?"

"I've heard of it, I've heard of it," Smith nodded repeatedly, with a hint of joy on his face, "So my sister knows about it too."

In fact, he is at least ten years older than Yang Yuxin, but there is nothing wrong with people in the capital calling people like this...

"Kou Heiyi is dead," Yang Yuxin looked at him coldly, "so the master asks you, is it Yu Baiyi or Shen Qingyi."

She was not supposed to know this information originally, but Gu Jiahui often communicated with her senior brothers and sisters. She herself had a close relationship with Feng Jun. In her daily conversations, one or two sentences would inevitably come up - for example, " The ruthless rope used by Huahua comes from Kou Heiyi."

Smith immediately understood that it turned out that these three were the legendary Kunlun Three Shows. He couldn't help but ask again, "Did he die in your hands?"

Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "He is looking for death on his own. He is looking for trouble for no reason. Death is not a pity... I repeat it for the last time. If you ask me questions again, I will really fall out!"

When Smith heard this, he realized that this guy had actually killed one of the three Kunlun shows, and he still dared to walk around with such arrogance. He obviously didn't take the other two shows seriously.

In short, if Kunlun wanted to get the stone lamp, he had to use him as an intermediary to operate it secretly, but this young man took Yang Yuxin and chased him directly.

So he already understood what choice he should make, "Okay... Let me say, strictly speaking, I am not particularly sure that the person who is looking for me is from Kunlun. I am just guessing..."

Historians' contact with monks did not begin with Smith, but with Smith's father.

Lao Shi was also labeled as a reactionary during the Ten Years of Catastrophe. However, because his wife was a returned overseas Chinese, she was not taken away. She was only criticized from time to time and her home was ransacked.

Some of Smith's mother's family heirlooms were also confiscated. Later, the raiders came to the house and asked, "You have some feudal remnants that you haven't handed over yet." She firmly denied it.

Then one day, someone came quietly to her door and talked to her for a long time, threatening Lao Shi's safety.

What Smith remembers is that after his mother handed over a humble gourd, his father's condition improved a lot, and his mother was particularly grateful to the person who took away the gourd.

After the reform and opening up, his mother took out some gold bars hidden privately and started an antique business.

She was not a business person. After working for a short time, the policy was implemented, and then she went back to work. However, she had a strong family background and studied antiques very deeply. She taught these things to her son. .

Later, the man who took away the gourd appeared again and asked Shi Jia to help collect antiques in the market, saying that if there were good goods, he could double the purchase.

What happened next was all handled by Smith. He relied on his professional knowledge to collect a lot of antiques and wanted to resell them at a good price, but the result was basically invisible to the other side.

Fortunately, he caught up with the prosperous era, and the price of antiques continued to rise, so he became...an antique dealer and became a model collector.

Therefore, his feelings towards the mysterious visitor were very complicated. He was grateful to him for saving his father and finding a way to make money for himself, but he also deeply hated him for taking away his family heirloom.

In fact, a lot of things were confiscated from his home during that period, but none of them were recovered. The mysterious man obviously had some connection with the person who ransacked the house, but he refused to testify.

Later, after more contact, Smith realized that the mysterious man was not a person, but belonged to an organization.

Once he failed to bid for antiques - this is normal, he is a collector, and the organization will not guarantee the bottom price for him.

When the mysterious man found out, he scolded him, and then... the successful bidder got into a car accident, and the lot disappeared.

Smith had been in contact with them a lot, and knew that this should be an organization of monks, and the news he occasionally spit out shocked him - how dare you use the famous word "Kunlun"?

However, as time passed, he realized that these people really had some abnormal abilities, and it seemed that... they were really the legendary Kunlun.

But the more he knew, the more he feared the organization. This time too, he didn't know why, but the other party knew that the Chinese Health Society had a stone bowl, and it was at the vice president's house.

Then he easily obtained the stone bowl through the vice president's nanny and gave him two hundred thousand. Anyway, the nanny was a little confused with the vice president, so she was not afraid of him having an attack.

In this matter, Smith is actually very clear that the role he plays is not that glorious, and he is usually unwilling to talk about it.

And he could vaguely feel that Kunlun was so cautious in his operations, which was rare in the past, and he must be avoiding something.

Now he knows that Kunlun may be... just trying to avoid the person in front of him, right?

Feng Jun listened to him expressionlessly before asking, "That person... where is he now?"

"I really don't know where he is," Smith slapped himself in distress, which was much louder than the previous one. "They contact me every time, and I don't know how to contact them."

"Huh?" Feng Jun snorted and looked at him with a half-smile, "After so many years...you don't know at all?"

This question is too sharp, proving that his experience is not as young as his appearance.

Smith wanted to deny it, but he really didn't have the courage. He hesitated for a moment and then confessed honestly, "I also observed them secretly... I observed them very carefully. I really have some doubts about whether they are from Kunlun."

Although he behaves like a Buddhist, he is actually a person who works in his heart. Through his observation, he believes that the few people he has come into contact with are ordinary people, but they have some skills.

Smith has also practiced kung fu since he was a child, so he doesn't particularly take these people seriously.

But he was lucky enough to meet the masters behind these people once from a distance, and another time in that bizarre car accident, so he judged in his mind that these people just had some friendship with Kunlun and were not true Kunlun cultivators.

It is precisely because of this that he is a little disgusted with these people - you are acting as a middleman and have a sense of superiority?

When Feng Jun heard this, he was not surprised. There were peripheral members in Kunlun. This was really normal. There were so many good things in the country, it was impossible for them to collect them all, so it was necessary to call in some agents to help.

Not to mention Kunlun, isn't it the same for Luohua Manor? Zhuang Haoyun is an agent who brings his own food.

He had no intention of getting hung up on such a trivial matter, and just said in a deep voice, "Then whose address do you know?"

Smith struggled internally for a while and gave an address.

Yang Yuxin nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "In that case, you can lead the way and let's go together."

Smith looked at her in shock, "Let me go with you?"

"You have a friendship, it's best for you to come forward," Yang Yuxin replied expressionlessly, "Don't think I'm plotting against you, I'm telling you clearly, I'm saving you... If you dare to attack something that Master Feng is interested in, you know it will happen Are there any consequences?"

It turns out that this man’s surname is Feng! Smith knew something new, but he didn't even have the courage to look at Feng Jun. He stood up after a slight hesitation, "Okay, let's go."

Smith pointed the way and Feng Jun drove. Not long after, they arrived in front of a twenty-story residential building. "On the top floor of this unit, Xu Mansha... should be a relatively important person. UU Reading www.uｕｋｎshu.net But this time The stone lamp was not taken away by her."

Feng Jun took out a mobile phone, swiped it twice, and then shook his head, "I'm not at home, and Shi Deng is not here either."

"Let me call and ask," Yang Yuxin took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

An hour later, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man appeared in front of the car. He was not of medium height, but he exuded a strong aura.

He walked to the car and knocked on the window. When he saw the window rolled down, he asked in a deep voice, "Is this Director Yang's car?"

Feng Jun nodded, and Yang Yuxin said from the back seat, "Okay, just put the things down. Say thank you to Director Chen for me..."

The middle-aged man handed in a USB flash drive and replied, "It's all in there... But this person hasn't lived here for half a month. Maybe she has another place to stay."

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