The car door opened and Wu Bei got out.
Seeing him, the driver yesterday immediately shouted: "Boss, he is the one who beat Brother Lang!"
Zhou Hongguang jumped out of the car. He looked at Wu Bei coldly. Seeing that he was driving a police car, he frowned slightly and said, "Are you a cop?"
Wu Bei grinned: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a cop, just go ahead and do it."
Zhou Hongguang's face turned cold: "Not a cop? Then who gave you the courage to touch me, Zhou Hongguang?"
"thumping!"
As soon as Zhou Hongguang said a cruel word, his eyes suddenly blurred and he was kicked away more than ten meters. After he landed on the ground, blood kept coming from his mouth and nose, and he could not say a word.
Zhou Hongguang's subordinates were stunned. One of them reacted quickly and reached for his waist. There was a gun hidden there.
"Silk!"
However, as soon as he put his hand on his waist, Wu Bei pointed his finger in the air, and his wrist was pierced by the wind. The man held his wrist and screamed, and then was kicked away by Wu Bei.
The rest of the people were shocked. Injuring someone in the air? What kind of kung fu is this!
Wu Bei grabbed the driver yesterday by his hair, pulled him to Zhou Hongguang, and asked, "Is it because of him that you were so arrogant yesterday?"
The driver was shaking all over and said in a trembling voice: "Yes..."
Wu Bei nodded, took out the medicine bottle, wiped a little on the tip of Zhou Hongguang's nose, then recited a series of mantras and ordered: "Transfer all your assets into this account. After you transfer the money, you can go
Surrender yourself to the province and fully explain all the crimes committed by you and those around you. You must also explain clearly who is shielding you."
Zhou Hongguang was seriously injured, but he was very obedient, nodded and said, "Yes."
Wu Bei was very satisfied. He asked Zhou Hongguang to send the police car back, and then got into his Land Rover. This car cost more than three million yuan. The engine is a 5.0 supercharged engine. Although the car weighs close to two and a half tons, it can accelerate from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers.
Five seconds, the power is quite strong.
As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out.
Before dark, Wu Bei finally returned to Yunjing and drove into Yunding Villa.
As soon as the car stopped, the housekeeper of the Tang Mansion came over and said, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Luo is here to visit. The lady said that she would ask you to come over as soon as you arrive."
Mr. Luo, Luo Chenyuan, a member of the Rockefeller family who wanted to buy the God Training Map, unexpectedly appeared again.
"Okay." Wu Bei nodded.
In the reception hall of the Tang Mansion, Luo Chenyuan was sitting on a chair, with two bodyguards and four attendants standing on the left and right. He was talking to Tang Minghui and Tang Ziyi.
"Ms. Tang, five billion is already a lot. I don't think anyone else can afford this price except me," he said.
Tang Ziyi was already hesitant at this time, not knowing how to make a decision, when Wu Bei arrived, and she couldn't help but smile: "Wu Bei, you are finally back."
Wu Bei nodded, threw his coat to the butler, smiled at Luo Chenyuan and said, "Mr. Luo, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you this time. That painting has already been bought by the Murderous Monk."
When Luo Chenyuan saw that it was Wu Bei again, his expression turned ugly. He said, "Mr. Wu, this is a matter between me and the Tang family. Please don't get involved."
Wu Bei said seriously: "No, I am a shareholder of the Tang Group and have in-depth cooperation with the Tang family, so the Tang family's affairs are also my business."
Luo Chenyuan secretly cried out that he was unlucky. He thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Wu, you don't have to beat around the bush. Just tell me how much you will pay for that painting."
Wu Bei touched his nose and took out a check from his arms. This check was given by Zhang Xiling, with a face value of 500 million and can be cashed in all major banks around the world.
He said: "This check was given to me by the monk Shasheng. It was said to be a deposit. We had a verbal agreement that if I couldn't sell the painting to him in the end, I would have to pay ten times the liquidated damages."
Luo Chenyuan frowned: "Killing monk? Isn't this person already dead?"
Wu Bei: "If he died, how could he give me a check? Not only is he not dead, he is still working in the Black Sky Sect."
Black Sky Sect? Luo Chenyuan was taken aback, and his face became even more ugly. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Can I see your check?"
"No problem." Wu Bei handed over the check.
A person next to Luo Chenyuan took the check and verified it on the spot. After a few minutes, he said: "Sir, the check is genuine."
Luo Chenyuan sighed secretly and said, "In that case, please give Mr. Wu a price."
Wu Bei: "This painting is worth about 10 billion, so I will charge you 10 billion. In addition, I have to pay 4.5 billion in liquidated damages, so the total is 14.5 billion."
14.5 billion? Even if Luo Chenyuan is a member of the Rockefeller family, he cannot accept it. He said solemnly: "Mr. Wu, 14.5 billion is too expensive!"
Wu Bei looked at him: "Mr. Luo, the killing monk will come to pick up the painting tomorrow. If you don't buy it today, you will have no chance tomorrow."
Luo Chenyuan was startled. He stood up and said, "I'm going to make a phone call."
He got up and walked to another room and made a phone call. Five minutes later, he walked out expressionlessly and said, "Mr. Wu, we want this painting."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Mr. Luo's choice is wise. Please wait a moment while I go get the painting."
He stored the painting in the warehouse and put it together with the emeralds. He went to the warehouse himself, took out the painting and handed it to Luo Chenyuan.
After Luo Chenyuan confirmed that the painting was okay, he readily transferred 14.5 billion to Tang Ziyi, then took the painting and left expressionlessly.
After Luo Chenyuan and his party left, Tang Ziyi cheered and hugged Wu Bei: "That's great!"
The Tang family was short of money right now, and Wu Bei helped them earn 14.5 billion in one fell swoop. It was a timely blessing.
Wu Bei smiled and said: "I have said before that this painting is worth at least 10 billion."
Then he handed the 500 million check to Tang Ziyi: "Cash the money for me, the sooner the better."
Tang Ziyi nodded: "Okay, I'll do it right away!"
Tang Ziyi went to handle the check, and Tang Minghui patted Wu Bei on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Wu Bei, thank you for today. If you let me go, 5 billion will be taken."
Wu Bei smiled: "Uncle Tang is so polite."
Tang Minghui suddenly looked kind and said, "Xiao Wu, I contacted your mother today and asked her to come to my house as a guest tomorrow. Haha, you must make time tomorrow for our two families to have a casual meal together."
Wu Bei was surprised: "Ah? Did you call my mother?"
Tang Minghui smiled and said: "Isn't it a surprise? Your mother said that your sister will also come and stay at my house for a few more days."
Wu Bei was speechless. He quickly said: "Uncle Tang, I have something urgent and I have to leave first."
With that said, without waiting for Tang Minghui to ask him, he walked out and took out his phone to call Zhang Li.
"Mom, did Uncle Tang call you?" he asked quickly.
Zhang Li smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Tang called us in the afternoon and invited us to visit Yunjing. I refused and agreed. Xiaomei and I have packed up the gifts and will set off early tomorrow morning."
Wu Bei quickly said: "Mom, don't come first..."
Zhang Li asked strangely: "Why can't you go?"
Wu Bei coughed and said: "Mom, I'm busy recently and don't have time to accompany you. Can you wait a few days and wait until I have time? Can you come again?"
This chapter has been completed!