Mei Zhanlong said this, but his heart felt awe-inspiring.
He had already figured out the cause of Cha Liang's death. He must have used the Flame Soul Refining Talisman and then died of the backlash.
It was enough that the opponent was not afraid of the Flame Soul Refining Talisman, but it could bite back at Zha Liang. This kind of cultivation made him feel a little palpitated when he thought about it.
The steward didn't say anything and listened respectfully. In his opinion, Mei Zhanlong would definitely burst into thunderous rage and come to kill the boy named Qin. It wouldn't be surprising for the Li family to express his anger as well.
Mei Zhanlong did not get angry as he thought, and said: "I will write a letter of challenge now, and you can send it to that person."
The steward was stunned for a moment, then said: "Does the master need to go to such trouble? Why don't we just come to the door and kill him?"
Mei Zhanlong said: "As the number one person in Hong Kong Island, everyone respects me as a master. Naturally, I have to behave like a master. Just do what I say."
Of course, he would not tell the manager what he was thinking in his heart. Qin Haodong's cultivation shocked him a bit. First, he let Lieyan Soul Refining backfire, and then he killed Yi Chenzi silently.
Even he must be careful with such an opponent and make adequate preparations in advance, otherwise he will fall off the altar of being the number one player on Hong Kong Island after one battle.
Preparation takes time. Now that both apprentices have been killed by Qin Haodong, if he doesn't make some reaction, he will definitely be laughed at and questioned by others.
If you want to save your face and gain time to prepare, writing a gauntlet is the best way.
Naturally, the steward could not have expected so much. He had worked under Mei Zhanlong for so many years and had long developed a proud and arrogant character. In his eyes, Mei Zhanlong was invincible.
After Mei Zhanlong had written the letter of war in his own hand, he took it and walked towards the Li family manor.
Early on the next morning, 20 members of the Nanny Security Company mobilized by Qin Haodong from Jiangnan had flown to Hong Kong Island and arrived at the Li family villa.
The leader of the team is Zhang Tieniu. His cultivation has reached the realm of half-step master, and the distance is always only a small step. The other members of the Dad Company behind him have also reached the sixth level of Anjin or above.
Cultivation.
Moreover, these people first came from the military, and later began to practice martial arts, and their abilities in all aspects are extremely outstanding. Such a powerful bodyguard team is enough to protect the capital of the country.
"Thanks a lot."
Qin Haodong reached out and patted Zhang Tieniu's shoulder. Zhang Tieniu suddenly felt that the master-level bottleneck that had troubled him for a long time was instantly opened. The true energy in his body was flowing freely, and his whole aura suddenly increased.
A gentle pat from his boss actually helped him break through and reach the level of a first-level master.
"Thank you boss!"
Zhang Tieniu looked at Qin Haodong with eyes full of admiration and adoration.
Qin Haodong nodded slightly. It seemed that after practicing his enhanced version of the elixir, these people's realms had improved quite a lot. I believe that it won't take long for them to cross the threshold of the Grandmaster level.
He introduced Zhang Tieniu and others to Li Dongguo, and they were talking in the living room. Suddenly the housekeeper Cheng Bo ran in and said in a panic: "Master, the steward of Mei Zhanlong is here, saying he is here to declare a challenge.
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Li Dongguo also became a little nervous and looked at Qin Haodong. Qin Haodong said: "Let him come in!"
Uncle Cheng agreed and left. It was not long before the steward walked in with an arrogant look on his face.
After entering the door, the steward said arrogantly: "Which of you is Qin Haodong?"
"I am!"
The steward looked at Qin Haodong with his lips curled up, and then handed over the letter of challenge in his hand, "Boy, this is the letter of challenge from my master to you."
Qin Haodong took the battle letter and took a look at it. There were not many words on it, but it read: "Seven days later at ten o'clock in the morning, a decisive battle will take place on Shenlong Island!" The signature was the three characters "Mei Zhanlong".
He threw the gauntlet aside and said, "Go back and tell Mei Zhanlong that I will accept the gauntlet!"
The steward sneered and said, "Boy, are you thinking of running away? Let me tell you, if you run away, the first person to be unlucky will be the Li family."
"You are an uneducated thing. Didn't Mei Zhanlong teach you how to be a human being?"
Qin Haodong was completely irritated by the manager's attitude. After entering the door, this guy kept showing off again and again. He waved his hand to Zhang Tieniu and said, "Throw him out!"
"How dare you, boy, I am Master Mei Zhanlong's manager, how dare you disrespect me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Tieniu's fist as big as a casserole appeared in front of him. He punched his nostrils so hard that blood started to flow. He couldn't say another word, and then he was lifted out like a chicken.
As a steward under Mei Zhanlong, this guy also has a certain level of cultivation. Originally, he wanted to resist, but found that in front of Zhang Tieniu, his little ability was like a child's game and had no effect at all.
Zhang Tieniu carried him to the gate, raised his hand and threw him out.
"you……"
The steward got up from the ground and originally wanted to show off his authority, but when he saw Zhang Tieniu's fierce eyes, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything and ran back dejectedly.
In the living room, Li Dongguo and Li Meiyu also read the letter of challenge. Li Dongguo said with some worry: "Brother Medical Saint, how are you? Are you sure?"
"It's nothing, he's just an old magician. It's just that seven days is a little longer." Qin Haodong didn't take this challenge too seriously. He asked, "Where is this Dragon Island?"
Li Dongguo said: "Shenlong Island is a small island about fifty or sixty nautical miles away from Hong Kong Island. It is very desolate on weekdays and no one goes there at all. In seven days, I will arrange a ship to send the little medical saint brother there."
Qin Haodong asked a few more questions and then returned to his room. Li Dongguo thought he was preparing for war and ordered his family not to disturb him.
Of course he is not preparing for war. Seven days is enough time for him to do many things. The most important thing now is to get the twelve zodiac bronze heads in Sir Owen's hands.
If he gets another high-grade spirit stone and his cultivation reaches the level of a ninth-grade master, let alone a small plum slaying dragon, he can kill even the strongest person with one sword.
Qin Haodong opened his laptop, searched and viewed a large number of Picasso's works, and also took a look at the ancient paintings of other European celebrities.
After that, he searched for a lot of information and materials. As an expert in forgery, he naturally knew how to make an ancient painting without any flaws.
Two hours later, he took Nalan Wushuang out and started shopping in large quantities. He bought back many painting-related supplies and various drawing papers, and then got busy in the room.
Towards evening, Qin Haodong copied forty Picasso paintings. These paintings were divided into four groups of ten.
He stretched out and said to Nalan Wushuang, who was concentrating on practicing next to him: "Wushuang, come over quickly and see how my painting is doing."
Nalan Wushuang stopped practicing, walked next to him, picked up a painting and glanced at it, then spat and said: "Rogue!"
Qin Haodong was a little confused. When he saw Nalan Wushuang's perfect figure, he just thought about it. Why did he become a gangster?
He couldn't help but look at the painting in Nalan Wu's hands. It was a human body sketch. It showed a middle-aged woman, naked, with plump breasts, slender waist and mysterious areas all carefully outlined.
Bi Xian, even the expression on his face can be seen clearly.
Qin Haodong smiled and said: "This is art. If you take it out, it can be sold for a lot of money."
Nalan Wushuang curled his lips and said, "How much can it sell for? Don't think I don't know that these things only cost a few hundred yuan in total."
"That's different. When I bought it, it was raw material. Now after I process it, it becomes a work of art. Picasso's supreme work of art."
Nalan Wushuang looked through it a few more times. This group was all about human body sketches. She threw it aside and took another group to look at. This group was all about children, so she could still accept it.
The sketch paper that Qin Haodong had processed was completely different from when they first bought it. The whole scroll had a dark tone, and the material of the paper seemed to have changed. If she hadn't bought these things, it would really have happened.
Thought it was sketch paper from the Middle Ages.
As for the things in the paintings, she knew nothing about Chinese antiques, let alone Western art.
Qin Haodong asked: "What do you think of these paintings?"
Nalan Wushuang put the sketch paper on the table and said with a smile: "I think my drawings were better than this when I was in elementary school."
The black line on Qin Haodong's end: "Forget it, it's useless to show you. I'd better ask an expert to take a look and see if there are any loopholes in my paintings."
Although he has absolute confidence in his skills in imitating ancient paintings, this is the first time he imitates a Western work, and it involves the twelve zodiac bronze heads, so he must be careful.
Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Tianye's number.
"Hello Mr. Qin, what do you want me to do?"
The phone was connected, and Tian Ye's respectful voice came from the other side.
In just half a day, the news of Grandmaster Mei Zhanlong's appointment with the Chinese Medical Saint had spread throughout Hong Kong Island.
At this moment, he already knew the identity of Qin Haodong, and heard that this young man had killed Master Zha and Yi Chenzi one after another. Whether it was the identity of the medical saint or his super cultivation, it was enough to make him feel sincere.
admire.
"Manager Tian, I would like to ask you if you know the appraisal of Chinese paintings, the Western kind."
Tian Ye said: "I only know a little bit, but I am not particularly proficient. If you need it, I have professional appraisers here, and they will give you a satisfactory appraisal."
Qin Haodong said: "That's great. I have a piece of Picasso's work here. Please bring someone over for appraisal."
"Mr. Qin, are you sure you are not joking?"
Although Qin Haodong had said before that he had a Picasso painting in his hand, he didn't take it too seriously and thought he was just talking casually.
Picasso can be said to be the only person in the history of human art who saw his works collected by the Louvre while he was still alive. His fame can be imagined.
When he was alive, all the works he created have been collected by collectors, and his works are basically not available on the market.