In addition to being a genuine jeweler, Liu Wen is also a collector of cold weapons that not many people know about.
There are countless practical weapons stored in the secret room of her home, ranging from tens of thousands to over a million.
In such an era where hot weapons and nuclear weapons are rampant, in addition to the cold weapons with profound historical heritage that have collection value, even those weapons with the power to blow hair, break hair, or even pierce iron plates with one knife are of great value to ordinary people and even collectors. It doesn’t mean much,
But Liu Wen likes it. Even though these weapons cost a lot of money to buy, they are far less practical than a gun. She still keeps them for many years, sending them one by one to her weapon room and carefully collecting them.
"Who says it's useless."
Liu Wen, who was concentrating on driving, glanced at the weapon box on the passenger seat. Inside was a retractable weapon that was less than thirty centimeters short but could expand to 1.8 meters long. It was made of pure steel and was extremely heavy. It’s fifty pounds,
For ordinary people, let alone use it as a weapon, even if it is held with both hands, it is quite laborious. When Liu Wen first got this weapon, he held it once out of curiosity. As a result, he was deceived by the small appearance of the weapon and dislocated his arm on the spot.
"At least Mr. Lin is very interested in this weapon." Liu Wen stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the villa where Han Xiaoyi lived.
This is the news she heard. Lin Ze needed a cold weapon. She happened to have a rich collection, so she called him. In order to express her gratitude, Liu Wen decided to personally deliver this weapon called "Prison Knife" to her door.
This weapon basically meets Lin Ze's implicit requirements. Even if the blade is extended, it is only a thin version of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Not only does it look cool, but its lethality is also terrifying. It is the best choice for people with amazing arm strength.
Liu Wen spent 800,000 yuan to buy the prison knife from a private craftsman. According to a Manchu elder, this prison knife was the royal weapon of a fierce man who was transferred from a battlefield pioneer to a palace guard. It was quite popular at the time. It is famous for being a blade that is stained with a strong scent of blood and extremely terrifying. Not to mention that ordinary people cannot handle this blade that weighs fifty kilograms. Even if they can handle it, it is difficult to resist the wild aura blooming. ,
"Among the people I know, I'm afraid Mr. Lin is the only one who can control it."
Liu Wen parked the car at the entrance of Han's villa and struggled to move the weapon box. If she hadn't had a fitness habit, she might not have been able to move the fifty-kilogram box.
Turning the front of the car, Liu Wen caught a glimpse of a rickety man with white hair and a green robe sitting on a stone bench holding a pot and drinking wine. A look of confusion flashed between his eyebrows, but he was relieved soon. He walked over and asked softly: " You are Chen, the doorkeeper who protects the house."
"Cripple." Chen Cripple, who was drinking, said in a hoarse voice without looking back.
Liu Wen was surprised,
As a woman who has been involved in business for a long time, she has considerable attainments in psychology. She understands that people with physical defects have more or less inferiority complexes. Strong people with strong hearts can ignore this, but it will only temporarily paralyze themselves. , once someone's pain points are aroused, unimaginable resentment may burst out.
But the man in green robe with his bent back drinking in front of him didn't mind at all, and even took the initiative to call out his name: Chen Laizi,
No wonder the circle gave this lame man who protects the Han family such a domineering nickname: "Guardian of the House".
"I'm looking for Mr. Lin, Lin Ze, can you help inform me?" Liu Wen was stunned for a moment, then restored her calm smile,
"He's not here." Chen Zizi continued to drink.
"I have a gift for him. We talked about it on the phone before." Liu Wen explained her purpose in the simplest way,
"I'll hand it over to you, or come back next time." Chen Zizi said,
"Just hand it over to me." Liu Wen walked over with a smile and placed the box on the bluestone bench.
"Yeah." Chen Zizi nodded, but showed no sign of continuing the conversation with her. He just drank and drank.
Liu Wen had a rare free time today and had no intention of leaving immediately. Furthermore, she was somewhat interested in Chen Laizi, who was not well-known in the circle but dared to throw the evergreen Evergreen with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw. She pointed to the stone bench opposite him and said: "Can I sit down?"
"Yes." Chen Zizi said in a hoarse voice,
"Thank you." Liu Wen smiled calmly, sat across from him, looked carefully at this young man who was certainly not old, but was more experienced than a man in his thirties or forties, and asked, "What is your real name. "
"Chen Laizi."
"No other name." Liu Wen asked,
"No."
A person with a story,
Liu Wen thought so and changed the subject again: "Can you buy me a drink?"
"No." Chen Zizi shook his head lightly.
Liu Wen was surprised, but not angry either.
Although she is a neutral, her status in the circle is definitely not low, otherwise Han Xiaoyi would not have made up her mind to win over her. Now that she was rejected by this guy who was just a gatekeeper of the Han family, Liu Wen, who should have been unhappy, was not angry. , but became more and more interested. He looked up and down at Chen Zizi, whose appearance was a bit shocking, and said with a smile: "Then I'll buy you a drink."
"No need." Chen Laizi shook his head.
"You only invite Lin Ze to drink."
"Um."
"I only drink what he invites."
"Um."
"No wonder." Liu Wen was relieved, looked at Chen Laizi calmly for a while, stood up and prepared to leave.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh,
Just as Liu Wen was walking in the direction of the car, cars of different colors and numbers suddenly shot out on the driveway, but they were all cars with excellent performance.
Liu Wen couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw this. It wasn't until several cars blocked the road and pushed open the car doors that Liu Wen's confused eyes dissipated, replaced by solemnity and helplessness.
The person who came was none other than Ling Hong,
Wearing a black leather queen's outfit, she arrogantly led the crowd towards Liu Wen. After the latter saw the gloomy entourage behind Ling Hong, she was filled with bitterness.
"Good afternoon, Miss Ling." Liu Wen forced a smile, but she couldn't smile. Not to mention the arrogant attitude of the Ling family princess, the group of followers behind her was enough to make people collapse.
There are about ten people in Yanjing who can be called strong, and they are definitely top-notch strong people. These ten people are recognized as abnormal masters in the circle. Chen Yifei has a black and white robe under his command, and the Ling family's mother has the dragon and tiger generals under his command. , Black and white robes are brothers, but the two generals, Dragon and Tiger, are masters and apprentices. The master Heilong is nearly forty years old, and his disciple Baihu is less than thirty. He has a strong combat value that is comparable to the black and white robes. He is a transcendent existence in Yanjing and even China.
Now these two top masters who rarely take action have been brought by Ling Hong. Not to mention a smart woman like Liu Wen, even a slightly intelligent person can guess that the Princess of the Ling family is coming with bad intentions.
"Tear off your hypocritical mask." Ling Hong came over aggressively and sneered, "You wish in your heart that I would choke to death when I drink water, fall to death while walking, or sleep to death."
"Ms. Ling's words are serious." Liu Wen's posture was neither arrogant nor humble, but her eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and bitterness.
"I have never forgotten the time you robbed my mother's collection five years ago. Last time you had someone slap me. The two things came together. Guess what I am looking for you for today." Ling Hong scornfully said. She glanced at the woman with a good reputation in this circle, but she didn't like her at all.
"Settling accounts after the fall."
"That's right." Ling Hong looked cold and waved, "Take it away for me."
As soon as these words were spoken, two men in suits swooped towards Liu Wen, intending to capture Liu Wen in public.
However, before the two of them got close to Liu Wen, they were hit in the chest by two stones.
bang bang,
The two of them were forced back by the powerful stone, looking at the drinking man who attacked them with horrified expressions.
The stooped Chen Laizi was still drinking with his head lowered after shooting two stones. He seemed to have no interest in what was happening here. Instead, he was looking at the eyes of General Long and Tiger, who stood about three meters behind Ling Hong. As soon as he got up, he stared at Chen Laizi who was sitting on the stone bench drinking.
"You damn cripple, how dare you spoil my good deeds." Ling Hong scolded,
"This is the Han family, get out of here." Chen Laizi said in a hoarse voice, still immersed in drinking, showing off his expert demeanor.
When Ling Hong heard that there was no sign of help in Chen Laizi's tone, a complicated look flashed across her eyes, and she said contemptuously: "You are the door god of the Han family."
Chen Zizi said nothing,
"Humph, you think you are so majestic, but it turns out you are just a turtle with a shrunken head." Ling Hong sarcastically said,
Chen Laizi remained silent,
"Master Long, how long will it take for you to defeat him?" Ling Hong turned around and asked,
"A damn cripple." Bai Hu said rudely, "My master can beat him to the point where he can't get up in at least a minute."
"Ha, it's hard to read." Ling Hong tilted her head and curled her lips and said, "It doesn't seem to be easy to read either."
"Miss Ling, if you have any questions, let's talk about it elsewhere." Liu Wen frowned and said, she couldn't bear these people to insult Chen Cripple. After all, they were here to find her, and Liu Wen didn't have the habit of dragging people into trouble.
"Who are you Lin Ze?" Before Ling Hong could speak, Chen Zizi, who had been silent from beginning to end, finally spoke,
"Me." Liu Wen was stunned,
"Um."
"I don't know." Liu Wen smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"Are we friends?" Chen Zizi said calmly,
"Barely," Liu Wen paused and said helplessly, "Barely, so be it."
"Enter the house." Chen Laizi picked up the pot and drank all the strong wine.
"ah."
"Enter the house." Chen Laizi closed the wine bottle and put it in his arms, "Once you enter the house, they can't hurt you."
Chen Laizi’s voice was hoarse, but his words were powerful.
Liu Wen stood there in astonishment, not knowing what to do. Entering the house, she would indeed be safe for a short time, but it would harm this man in green robe who didn't talk much but had extraordinary momentum. For a moment, she couldn't make a choice.
"Go in." Chen Laizi said in a deep voice,
Liu Wen's heart trembled, and she was moved by the cold shout, which was not loud but powerful, and walked towards the door of Han's house.
"Hmph, a damn cripple dares to ruin my aunt's good deeds. Come on, catch her." Ling Hong scolded,
Liu Wen entered the house with her front feet, and the men in suits followed her.
However, when the group of men in suits were about to step in, Chen Laizi, who was squatting on a bluestone bench, shouted: "Intruders, die."
The man in green robe suddenly stood up, his anger filled the green robe, his Vajra eyes were filled with anger, and he was unparalleled in domineering.
