The blood at the broken corner of Li Erye's body splattered out like a fountain.

Xiao Yang ignored him. He took a lighter from the table and returned to the cave underground. A torch burned all the Peng family's goods in the cave to ashes...

Xiao Yang drove the car and drove out of Panjia Street not long after he received a call from Bai Hao.

On the phone, Bai Hao told him to arrive in the imperial capital tomorrow morning.

Xiao Yang didn't say much, just told him to be careful, and then continued to drive back to Fu Jianxing's villa.

The news of Mr. Li's murder soon reached Peng Qiulai's ears of Huatu Shopping Mall. After learning the news, he was furious and smashed all the decorations on the top floor to the ground.

The young secretary was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and did not dare to speak.

"It's Xiao Yang again! This annoying fly!"

Peng Qiulai's face was full of killing cold air, as if a layer of ice crystals were filled with the tone on the top floor of Huatu Shopping Mall, so cold that it made people tremble.

The young secretary had to lower his head timidly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, Peng Qiulai received a call from Peng Liangchao, asking him to rush to the Peng family.

After receiving this call, Peng Qiulai felt that Peng Liangchao should have known the news that Mr. Li was killed and the goods were burned. His heart suddenly sank. Then he put on a suit jacket and walked out of Huatu Commercial Building angrily.

It was already late at night, and Peng Qiulai parked his car at the door of the Peng family's house and then walked in.

Peng Liangchao was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the lobby, and a foreign man was sitting next to his hand.

Peng Qiulai naturally knew this foreign man.

The batch of goods stored in the underground courtyard of Panjia Street was booked by this foreign man Smith, and he also signed a contract with the Peng family and paid the deposit.

Peng Qiulai never expected Smith to be present, not to mention that there was still some time before the delivery date. At this time, Smith came to Peng's house, which made him feel a vaguely bad premonition.

Peng Liangchao smiled in front of Smith, but his eyes at Peng Qiulai were full of biting chills.

Peng Qiulai walked to Peng Liangchao, bowed with fists, and said hello: "I've seen Grandpa!"

Smith had a hypocritical smile on his face and said with a laugh: "Young Master Peng, we haven't seen each other for a while!"

The fakes made by the Peng family were difficult to pass the Han Dynasty, and even the guards of Fang Tian Army around the imperial capital were difficult to pass.

This is also the reason why Peng Qiulai wanted to go through Fang Ru and Fang Tianjun's relationship.

The Peng family has been selling fakes abroad continuously, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the God of Wealth of the Peng family.

Peng Qiulai did not dare to neglect Smith and said politely laughed: "It's true that I haven't seen each other some days. I wonder what's important about Mr. Smith coming to our Peng family so late?"

"Haha, Mr. Peng, it's nothing important."

Smith smiled sly and said, "But I heard that something seemed to have happened to my shipment, so let's take a look!"

Hearing this, Peng Qiulai's face was solemn and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

He would never have expected that Smith's news would be so well-versed that it only took only two or three hours to reach his ears.

"I don't know where Mr. Smith heard the rumors. You have been working with our Peng family for a day or two. Can you still trust our Peng family?"

Peng Qiulai pretended to be calm and asked.
Chapter completed!