Isn't that the attendant who came with that adult these few times called Ying Er?
Gray Pigeon's heart was beating wildly. He swallowed his saliva and decided to stabilize the other party first.
"Yes, but you need to pay a deposit of 200,000 yuan first. I will send you the account number via text message."
"I'll give you news tomorrow morning at the latest!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone refused and said, "No!"
"With your ability, you can do it tonight, otherwise I wouldn't call you!"
Upon hearing this, Gray Pigeon's face darkened.
It seems that the person opposite has a very thorough understanding of himself, and even knows what methods he has!
But this Ying Er is the person next to Yang Yi, and he can't move at all!
Gray Pigeon thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Pay the deposit first! You can see the results tonight!"
In the living room.
Yang Yi leaned on the sofa with a complicated expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Ying Er sat next to Yang Yi. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Yi's expression changing from time to time. He couldn't help but be curious, so he asked, "God King, are you worried?"
Yang Yi seemed not to hear it, still frowning.
After a while, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
Then, he asked, "What do you think an antique can do?"
From the moment he saw that letter to now, Yang Yi has been thinking about why those people slaughtered the whole village just for such a Qiankunyi.
Then Qiankunyi himself has never found anything strange, let alone just for such a thing, it is necessary to kill them all?
Moreover, destructive weapons such as artillery were used, and ordinary people would only die if they encountered it.
Even he didn't care about this artillery piece If you are not careful, you will be killed if you don't pay attention.
"antique?"
Ying Er was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin and began to think.
"Antiques are nothing more than relics left by our ancestors. They are just decorations at best, but they are of little use."
"Some antiques may contain some remaining culture and inheritance of ancient people. This is why archaeologists have been constantly exploring."
"But God King, although antiques are useless, many people like them very much. At an auction, a high-quality antique can be sold for more than tens of millions!"
"If you find that kind of top quality product, you might be able to sell it for 100 million!"
Yang Yi was smoking a cigarette and listening to Ying Er's words, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind!
Stand up suddenly!
"culture!"
“Sure enough, it’s culture and inheritance!”
When Ying Er said this, Yang Yi suddenly remembered that when he and Xiao Jie Yuemei were playing together in front of Uncle Nangong's house when they were children, they accidentally touched the Qiankun Yi. At that moment, Uncle Nangong told them
, this thing cannot be touched easily, because there are many cultural heritages on this Qiankun Yi that they do not know yet.
These cultures once spread far and wide on the Chinese mainland thousands of years ago. However, as time went by, more cultures replaced them, so those ancient cultures gradually disappeared.
Now, the culture on this Qiankun Yi has become a culture that once appeared in the Chinese mainland, but has not actually been recorded and passed down.
Compared with the existing culture in China, these cultures
It has not been recorded, so it evolved into a new civilization that has nothing to do with the existing culture.
If Ying Er hadn't reminded himself of it just now by casually saying it, he would have completely forgotten about it!
Fortunately, fortunately he remembered!
Ying Er was startled by Yang Yi's actions and quickly stood up from the sofa. Looking at Yang Yi with a smile on his lips, he was a little confused.
The God King frowned and smiled for a while. What on earth is going on?
"God King, what's wrong?"
Yang Yi shook his head, then smiled slightly, and then his expression became serious again. He said, "Ying Er, please help me contact the director of the China State Administration of Science and Technology. I have something to ask him."
Ying Er looked at Yang Yi doubtfully, not understanding Yang Yi's intention.
China State Administration of Scientific Research, a place where scientific research elites from all over the continent gather.
However, that is a scientific research and development base. Why did the God King suddenly think of calling those old stubborns? ???
Does the God King want to engage in research and development?
Ying Er scratched his head. Since it was the God King's order, he had better call him first.
With that said, Ying Er took out his cell phone and was about to dial a number when Yang Yi's cell phone rang first.
After glancing at the screen, Yang Yi picked it up and put it to his ear.
"What's up?"
"Sir, do you have a brother named Ying Er?"
Hearing Gray Pigeon's respectful inquiry, Yang Yi didn't think much and said directly, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"That's it, sir, I just received a call. A stranger found my number out of nowhere and placed an order for me. He said he wanted me to kill a man named Ying Er. He currently lives in Zhongjing. His phone number is
"xxx"
Yang Yiting Then, he smiled slightly.
This phone number does belong to Ying Er, but it is just an ordinary phone number that he often uses. His identity is that of an ordinary person in Zhongjing. No matter who investigates, he can only find this result.
When they need to communicate with each other, they all use numbers exclusively used by the military. If the level is too low, they are not qualified to know.
In particular, Shadow One and Shadow Two are all subordinates of the God King. Even the Nine-Star Commander cannot find out their numbers if they are not under his own jurisdiction.
"That's it."
Yang Yi glanced at Ying Er, who smiled naively at him.
"You send those messages to my phone, and then you don't have to worry about it anymore."
Yang Yi hung up the phone and glanced at Ying Er again.
The latter stood there looking at him stupidly. Yang Yi couldn't laugh or cry, and then asked, "Someone wants to pay to kill you. What are you going to do?"
When Ying Er heard this, his silly expression was stunned for a moment.
"Ah? Kill me?"
"No problem, they are welcome at any time, as long as they have the ability."
Saying that, Ying Er smiled.
In fact, as soon as the God King opened his mouth, Ying Er knew something.
If his guess was correct, it must have been done by Nan Zhen, the young man who the God King ordered to call the Nanfeng Group a few days ago, because that day he asked him to prepare his own coffin and wait to come and take his life.
At that time, I left my name and phone number. I guess the young master was checking his identity everywhere and was preparing to take revenge on me.
Soon, Yang Yi's cell phone rang. When he opened it, it was a text message from Gray Pigeon, which contained that person's information.
Yang Yi turned off his phone and smiled at Ying Er.
