In the Luo family's living room, there was a long row of sofas. On one side sat Luo Zhen, who was blowing his beard and staring, and on the other side, sat the dejected Robin. The two father and son exchanged glances from time to time, and at the same time glared at Luo Haijun, who was sitting in the middle of the sofa.

"Tsk tsk... tsk tsk tsk..."

The eldest guy in the Luo family was alone and excitedly holding the square seal and couldn't put it down. He kept making tut-tsk sounds in his mouth. After a while, he put down the seal and picked up the bronze sword on the red sandalwood coffee table and kept playing with it.

Finally, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the tattered black brocade robe wrapped with a bronze sword.

After a long time like this, Luo Haijun raised his head, looked at his dejected son and grandson on both sides, and couldn't help but sarcastically said:

"Looking at your useless looks, you don't even think about it. One is your future son-in-law and the other is your brother-in-law. Are you afraid that you won't get any benefits in the future? How many years can I live? Aren't these things yours from now on?

Really..."

"Grandpa, you haven't told me what the two things that boy gave me are?"

Hearing his grandfather say this, Robin felt much better and couldn't help but ask.

Luo Haijun looked at his son Luo Zhen, then at Robin, shook his head and stroked the gray beard on his chin, and said with a smile:

"They are all good things. Let me just say it briefly. There is no doubt that this sword is Qin Jian, but it is not as precious as the one you brought back earlier. It is also a rare thing in the world. This seal is

Unbelievable, it turned out to be King Zhao Wuling during the Seven Kingdoms Struggle for Hegemony

Grandpa, I looked at Zhao Yong's royal seal carefully and confirmed that it is authentic. And the black brocade robe you used to wrap your sword, although it looks tattered, is actually a good thing. It actually belongs to Zhao Guo.

The last king. The royal costume of Zhao Youmiao, King Zhao Qian."

Speaking of this, Luo Haijun couldn't help but smile again, looked at his grandson and said:

"I didn't expect that boy to have so many good things. One day when he comes to Kyoto, I will have to give him a good deal. Then I have to wipe his ass!"

Luo Zhen couldn't help but say at this time: "That kid is too shameless. He broke the leg of the eldest grandson of the Yin family within a few hours of arriving at Zhonghai. What will we say when Mr. Yin comes over another day?"

Luo Haijun frowned when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly looked at the three things on the red sandalwood coffee table and said:

"Since these two things were given to you by that boy, you can take them. I will play with them when I have nothing to do. As for this royal robe, just keep it. Robin, go and get it now.

Mr. Yin invites you to your home. If you don't want to talk about this matter, this old guy has to talk, so I'll give him this royal robe. His son is the worst at guarding his shortcomings, and only this old guy's words can help."

Luo Zhen and his son happily put away the royal seal and bronze sword on the red sandalwood coffee table. Then Luo Bin opened the door and walked to the Yin family not far away...

That night in Zhonghai City, countless people were talking about the kicking incident that happened at Century Star during the day. People were speculating about what kind of thunderous means the Yin family would use to deal with the country bumpkins who broke Yin Dongsheng's leg.

It is said that the four people did not go anywhere after leaving the city of Zhonghai. They went straight back to the sky-high price villa and did not come out, as if what happened this afternoon did not exist.

After Yin Dongsheng and his two bodyguards were sent to the hospital, the Zhonghai City Bureau police car was busy for a while, and it seemed that it was preparing to go out to arrest people. Who knew that it was busy for a long time, and finally the director answered a phone call,

He immediately withered. All the criminal policemen who were on standby to arrest people were dismissed. It was just called a temporary exercise.

In fact, according to a senior official within the police station, a few minutes before departure, the chief received a call from a big shot, and then nothing happened. The matter fell into place...

Yin Dongsheng and his two bodyguards were sent abroad for surgery, and the Yin family's business in Zhonghai, Huangting Group, was taken over by Yin Dongsheng's younger brother Yin Dongli.

What happened that day left endless room for imagination for countless celebrities in Zhonghai. They all talked about who those bumpkins were after dinner. It was a miracle that Yin Dongsheng was beaten to a cripple and his hair was not damaged.

In fact, there are only two families who really know the inside story. One is the Yin family: There is no way that I can't eat or vomit out. What else can I do if the old man has spoken and said it's over? In addition, he is the uncle of the Luo family. How can you really go and talk to Luo?

Can’t the family work hard? It can’t be fought.

The other family that knows the inside story is the Ruo family, and Ruo Wuyou knows who Luo Danting is. She is not worried about those people at all, or she is worried about the domineering and decisive country bumpkin Bai Shisan...

After resting in the villa for a night, Baichi received the convoy from Baijia Village on the outskirts of Zhonghai at noon the next day. There was no incident on the way with the armed escort of the Kyoto Special Operations Company, and the journey was safe to the place Baichi bought newly.

A luxurious villa. After arriving at the villa, he greeted the thirty soldiers for a meal and then sent them to the military airport in Zhonghai to return to Kyoto.

At this time, there were several people sitting in the hall of the villa, including Bai Chi, Bai Baoshan, Bai Ping, Bai Shisan, Bai Zizai, and Zhou Budai. Luo Danting was busy helping to settle down the Bai family village.

The young, old, women and children asked the young people to unload the "ceremonies" from the container truck and place them on the lawn in front of the villa.

"Master, what should we do next?" Bai Baoshan asked aloud, looking a little haggard.

Bai Chi frowned, thought about it, and asked:

"How many people are there in our Baijia Village now? How many young people are there? How many old people are there? How many women and children are there? I feel like the villa I bought is a little too small to live in."

After hearing Bai Chi's question, Bai Zizai replied:

"Reporting to the head of the family, there are currently forty-eight people in the Heibingtai Iron Guard in my Baijia Village. Baoshan and I are the two commanders. There are fifty people in total. They are young and strong.

Then there are thirty-six people from the previous generation of Iron Guards who are the fathers of these Iron Guards. To be honest, these thirty-six people are the strongest fighting force in our Baijia Village. Don’t look at the head of the family, they are all in their fifties.

They are sixty, but most of them have practiced to the early stage of the fourth level of the Fierce General Technique. They are simply not comparable to the so-called masters in the world.

In addition, there are seventy-nine women plus underage children. Including you, the head of the house, the total number is 164. If you add Zhou Buduo and Miss Luo, the total number is 165."

Bai Chi nodded when he heard this and said with a smile:

"Lao Bai and Uncle Bai, you have worked hard along the way. Now that we have arrived in Zhonghai, we must take root here and let you all live a good life. The most important thing now is to sell some of the things first. First, pay the debts

The money was paid back.”

Speaking of this, Bai Chi glanced at Zhou Budao intentionally or unintentionally. Zhou Budao was stunned. He stood up as soon as his eyes rolled and said:

"I'll go out and help Miss Luo first."

"No, you sit down. Everyone in Baijia Village can rest these days, but you can't. You have to go out with me to do errands. There are some things I must let you know. As the saying goes, you don't need to trust anyone who is suspicious. Since you are all

We have followed our Baijia Village to Zhonghai. There is no reason to leave you alone."

Bai Chi looked at Zhou Budai with a smile and said.

"Okay, anyway, I'm going to the dark side. The future of my family will depend on you, the head of the family, to keep me going."

Zhou Budao said very seriously.

Bai Chi nodded and said:

"Now we have 165 people here, and there are more than 100 rooms inside and outside the villa. If only people live there, it's almost enough, but I have other ideas. I don't want the people in Baijia Village to be separated outside.

live.

In addition, I also plan to let the two generations of iron guards in Baijia Village learn how to use modern firearms. The era of using bows and arrows has passed. We must continue to make progress. You also saw the barre that exploded Ye Feifei that day.

How powerful is the special one?

It is not something that flesh and blood can resist. Ordinary firearms may be able to resist with some armor or body armor plus fierce general tactics, but when encountering this kind of special heavy weapon, we, the young and old in Baijia Village, are waiting to be slaughtered.

Lamb!"

Bai Baoshan and Bai Zizai looked at each other and nodded in agreement. At this time, Zhou Budao asked:

"Master. But now China has explicitly banned thermal weapons."

"It's okay. I've asked Mr. Luo to help get dozens of gun licenses. There should be no problem with this. Plus, if you have money, you can't get anything. Now what I'm thinking about is how to get people from Baijia Village to train us. We

Not only do you need to learn how to use firearms, but you also need to learn the special operations of the current military. This is also easy to solve, as talents can be found anywhere. The difficult thing to solve is the venue and where to store the things we brought."

At this point, Bai Chi looked at everyone, turned his attention to Zhou Buduo, and said:

"Go to Zhonghai's construction market tomorrow to look at some small tools for construction projects, such as some small excavators and so on. I plan to build a huge underground fortress underground in our villa. People can live in it and live ammunition can be carried out.

Shooting, and storing the things we brought. In addition, we also need to build an escape tunnel that can accommodate five people in parallel."

Zhou Buduo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, stood up and said:

"Master, what you said is not easy. If it is really the fortress level as you said, the cost may be higher than this villa, or even several times higher."

Bai Chi smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry about money. We have plenty of money in Baijia Village. Tomorrow you, Danting and I will go out to find sellers and sell a batch of gold."

"Gold? How much can we have? The current international gold price is not high. A few hundred grams, a kilogram or even a hundred catties is not enough."

Zhou Budui frowned and said.

Bai Baoshan and Bai Zizai and several people from Baijia Village couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. Bai Chi patted Zhou Budui's shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"I have already said that Baijia Village is not short of money. I have twenty tons of gold here. I wonder how much I can exchange for it?"

"Two...twenty tons? Master, are you kidding me? I believe it." Zhou Buduo was stuttering a little at this time. He really couldn't believe what Bai Chi said.

"What do you think those container trucks are for? Idiot." Bai Baoshan despised Zhou Budu.

Bai Zizai was more direct and asked: "Fat Zhou, do you think how much can it be sold for?"

"Based on the calculation of 300 Chinese coins per gram, one ton is 300 million, and 20 tons is 6 billion. That's almost the number."

Zhou Budu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought to himself: This is not just ordinary wealth, this is extremely rich.

In fact, Zhou Buduo didn't know that gold is the least valuable thing among the things currently shipped to Baijiacun. It's just a big pile and too heavy, so it needs to be thrown out as soon as possible. (To be continued...)

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