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Chapter 72 She is a little nervous

() The Ural Mountains stretch for more than 2,000 kilometers from north to south, dividing the entire Russia into two. It is also the dividing line of the entire Eurasian plate, with the Russian Plain in the west and the Siberian Plain in the east. The mountains are rolling and majestic.

When the train slowly stopped at a small mountain station, Zhang Qiang saw sporadic snowflakes falling outside the window. The temperature in November is not very low in other places, but in northern Russia, especially in the Ural Mountains, at this time

It's almost zero degrees.

After leaving the station, Chang Hui walked straight to a black off-road vehicle, opened the door, and got into the cab. Zhang Qiang sat in the passenger seat. As soon as he closed the door, Chang Hui stepped on the accelerator, and the car made a huge roar.

, rushed forward.

The road in the mountains was winding and winding. There were no street lights and the moon could not be seen. The road was illuminated by the light from two car lights. In such bad road conditions, Chang Hui actually drove the car very fast. Although Zhang Qiang was bold, he still couldn't see the moon.

I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for her.

Boom! Boom!

With the violent bumps on the road, the car body made a sound that it was about to fall apart at any time. Chang Hui didn't care and continued to increase the accelerator. Zhang Qiang glanced at the speedometer, which was almost 100. This speed means that if there is a slight mistake, he will

Roll over and kill someone.

"It seems you had a good rest." Zhang Qiang glanced at Chang Hui and said with a smile.

"Even if I didn't wake up, I would still drive so fast." Chang Hui added a little more accelerator, "Because time is so precious to me, and I would feel it is a sin to waste even one second."

"It seems you are really busy."

"It's busier than you think." Chang Hui said.

Zhang Qiang stopped talking and looked out the window. It was so dark that he couldn't see the surrounding terrain clearly. The road ahead seemed to be getting narrower and more twisty. But the speed of the car was getting faster and faster.

Come on, all kinds of thrilling scenes are coming one after another. If it were anyone else, they would probably be scared crazy...

Half an hour later, a dark building suddenly appeared in front of it. It looked like an ancient castle. Before Zhang Qiang could distinguish it carefully, a huge iron gate suddenly appeared in front of him, and the car lights illuminated it.

, is slowly opening to both sides.

call!

The off-road vehicle almost brushed against the two iron doors and rushed in. Then it didn't slow down and roared forward. After turning two turns, it stopped with a squeak!

A medieval-style porch appeared in front of Zhang Qiang. A lamp was lit in the middle of the porch. Under the lamp, stood a fat man in a suit and leather shoes. He was Chang Zhile.

"Welcome, Mr. Zhang!" Chang Zhile stretched out his hand to Zhang Qiang with a sincere smile on his face.

"Can you tell me, is this the final destination?" Zhang Qiang ignored Chang Zhile's extended hand and asked calmly with a tepid expression on his face.

"Of course. This is the location of the Secret Mountain Treasure Hunting Conference!" Chang Zhile retracted his hand without any embarrassment, the smile on his face was still sincere and friendly, "Mr. Zhang, although you are not the first to arrive, you are also

If you are not the last one, please sit inside."

Zhang Qiang nodded and glanced behind him, only to find that Chang Hui had disappeared long ago.

"I heard that you intend to be my brother-in-law. I wonder if you can give me some discount when bidding later?" Zhang Qiang leaned into Chang Zhile's ear and whispered softly.

"Haha!" Chang Zhile laughed, "It seems that Xiaohui is really interested in you, otherwise she wouldn't tell you this if I beat her to death."

"Really?" Zhang Qiang was a little surprised.

"Did she drive very fast just now?" Chang Zhile asked.

"Yes, I thought she wanted to commit suicide."

"This shows that she is a little nervous, because there are only two of you in the car. She can only try to divert her attention so that you can't discover her secret."

Zhang Qiang smiled slightly: "It seems that you really understand your sister."

"Of course, I am just a sister. I don't understand her. Who else understands her?"

Zhang Qiang nodded, looked at the porch, and asked: "Why is this Secret Mountain Treasure Hunting Conference held here? Aren't the previous two events in China?"

"It's not convenient for me to tell you this now." Chang Zhile made an inviting gesture, "I would also like to ask Mr. Zhang to sit inside first. If you meet someone you know, you might as well sit together."

"There shouldn't be any acquaintances." Zhang Qiang shook his head and walked inside. Chang Zhile stared at his back with a thoughtful expression on his face...

As soon as he entered the door, a man in a black suit came up to him, bowed and said: "Mr. Zhang, please follow me."

The two walked forward one after another. They walked through a long corridor and walked into a room full of medieval style.

Zhang Qiang saw that there were two doors in the house, front and back. The front door led to a hall. At this time, he could see through the glass on the door that the hall was brightly lit and there was a long table in the center. There was nothing else.

He didn't see anyone else. And he didn't see anyone moving around. On the contrary, there were a lot of people sitting in shadows in the corridors around the hall.

"Mr. Zhang, your seat is next to the pillar on the right side of the door. If you don't want to go out now, you can rest in the house for a while." The man leading the way said respectfully.

Zhang Qiang nodded: "I understand."

The man leading the way bowed, turned around and retreated.

Zhang Qiang slowly walked to the door. Through the crack in the door, he could feel that it was much colder outside than inside. Because there was a fireplace in the house, the charcoal fire was burning brightly at this time.

Observing the movement in the corridor carefully, I found that several tables were empty. Not far from my door, there were two tables under two pillars on the left and right. The one on the right belonged to Zhang Qiang.

, but I don’t know who the one on the left belongs to, because that table is also empty.

"It seems that some people haven't arrived yet. In this case, there is no need for me to go out in such a hurry." Zhang Qiang thought, turned and walked to the fireplace, added a few pieces of charcoal to it, and then walked to a very old-looking

In front of the wine rack, he raised his hand and took down a bottle of red wine.

It turned out to be a bottle of 1982 Lafite. It seemed that someone from the Mishan family put this wine on the table.

Picking up an empty wine glass, he opened the wine and slowly poured it into the glass. A mellow aroma of wine slowly spread. Zhang Qiang sat down on the sofa in front of the fireplace. He just crossed his legs when he heard the door behind him being opened.

Pushed away.

Turning around, I saw six people from Qimen filing in.

Walking at the front was Huang Zhongyang, the leader of the Death Sect. He was still wearing the same white suit, but he was covered with a fur coat. He still had the pipe in his mouth. He walked with his eyes raised to the sky and did not look towards Zhang Qiang at all.

Take a look at it.

Following closely behind him was Kong Hong, the elder of the main sect, followed by Qiu Langye and his son, and at the end were Fei Qinghe and Hu Meimei.


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