The first thousand three hundred and twenty-seventh chapter is hard to the end
Han Xiangdong was shocked. How could he alert this guy?
There was a trace of panic on his face, and he hesitated: "I...my father summoned me, is there anything wrong with the owner of Wangyue Building?"
Lord Lei Ba came over slowly and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just that my people's hands and feet are not clean. I would like to ask Mr. Han to confront him face to face."
Han Xiangdong was completely panicked, knowing that his incident might have been exposed.
He quickly took a detour and headed towards his father. As long as he returned to his father, no one could do anything to him: "What does your Wangyue Tower matter have to do with me? It's inexplicable!"
The guilty look on his face made Lord Lei Ba completely convinced!
"I'm afraid it's up to Mr. Han whether he wants it or not." Lei Ba Shangzun stepped forward, grabbed Han Xiangdong's collar, and brought him back to the Treasure Appraisal Hall of Wangyue Tower.
"Let me go! Let me go, or my father will drag you around without food!" Han Xiangdong was dragged away by Lei Ba, and he became angry.
bang bang
In response to him, Lord Lei Ba slapped him hard twice and said fiercely: "Be quiet, this is Wangyue Tower. Even if I kill you, I don't dare to say a word!"
Don't tell me, Han Xiangdong will just do this.
He, who had always been arrogant and domineering, immediately became quiet and did not dare to make any more noise.
Because he understood that Wangyue Tower was indeed beyond the reach of his father. After all, this was the territory of the tomb keeper.
"Hmph!" Lord Lei Ba pushed him to the center of the hall, along with the big shopkeeper who was pinned to the ground.
He sat back on the high chair, crossed his legs, and said without comment: "Master Han, for the sake of your father being the Beiyuan Sword Master, if the things are returned, let this matter be a thing of the past."
"If not, I will inform the tombkeepers and ask them to talk to your father and ask him to discipline his son properly."
When the big shopkeeper on the ground saw that Han Xiangdong had been captured, he was very anxious and kept arguing: "Master, please believe me. We really did not transfer the guests' belongings. We were wrongly framed!"
Han Xiangdong, who had come back to his senses, felt guilty, but it was related to his and his father's honor, and he would not admit it.
"Master Wangyue, is this how you treat an old customer? The things I bought from you are worth at least a thousand Black Moon coins. How could I covet the customer's things?"
"If you continue like this, you will insult Beiyuan Sword Master's innocence. Can you afford such consequences?"
Lei Ba Shangzun laughed, leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs behind his head, shrugged and said: "Sorry, I can afford it!"
This made Han Xiangdong speechless.
Thunder Ba Shangzun is not an ordinary strong man, he really does not need to be too afraid of Beiyuan Sword Master.
"Anyway, I'm not that kind of person. With my status and status, how can I take other people's things if I don't want anything?" Han Xiangdong crossed his arms in front of his chest and said proudly.
Lord Lei Ba had a good time: "Have you ever handed over your space nirvana, and you will know after checking it?",
Han Xiangdong couldn't help but shrink his palms and hide the space nirvana on his thumb under his arm. He felt guilty but excited: "You are insulting me!!"
How humiliating is it to check other people's dimensional nirvana?
Because the space nirvana represents a person's most private place, even parents will not ask to check the portable space nirvana.
"Well, then I won't insult you." Lord Lei Ba waved his hand: "Tie him up together with the food he eats inside and outside. Remember, tie him tightly with a stronger chain."
Han Xiangdong looked unaware. Several guards came forward and tied him and the big shopkeeper tightly together.
His face was full of annoyance: "I didn't take anything from your guests, what else do you want me to say?"
Lord Lei Ba leisurely tasted the spiritual fruit sent by the maid, and said leisurely: "You don't need to say anything, just wait slowly."
wait?
What are you waiting for?
Han Xiangdong had an ominous premonition and said inwardly: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Bah!" Lei Ba opened his mouth and raised his head, spit out the fruit core in his mouth along with a mouthful of saliva, and said carelessly: "My guest said that there is a ghostly energy on his blood snake stone that will automatically erupt.
force."
"Once it breaks out in the space nirvana, it will destroy the space nirvana."
As he spoke, he half-smiled: "Master Han is the son of Sword Master Beiyuan after all. He is well-informed. He should know the danger of self-explosion of space nirvana, right?"
What?
Han Xiangdong's face turned pale instantly, and as if he had an instinctive reaction, he shook the space nirvana from his finger to the ground and trembled.
Lord Lei Ba glanced at the space nirvana that rolled to the ground, and his smile was full of teasing: "Why, Mr. Han is guilty of guilt?"
"Of course not! I... How could I take other people's things?" Han Xiangdong glanced at the space nirvana that was lost far away, and argued hard.
As long as you don't hurt yourself, you can find a reason to excuse the explosion of the space nirvana afterwards.
In short, it is absolutely unacceptable.
Otherwise, it would be a huge blow to him and the reputation of Beiyuan Sword Master.
Lei Ba Shangzun smiled coldly, slapped the maid beside him on the hip, and pointed at the space nirvana: "Are you blind? Mr. Han's space nirvana fell, why don't you pick it up and return it to him?"
The maid hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the space nirvana again, and stuffed it back into Han Xiangdong's hand.
But Han Xiangdong clenched his fists tightly and dared not answer anything.
"This time, let Mr. Han hold it more firmly and don't drop it again." Lord Lei Ba added.
The maid understood, and took special mucus to stick the Space Nirvana on the back of his hand.
This mucus is extremely sticky and cannot be shaken off.
What's more, Han Xiangdong's hands were tied and he couldn't get rid of them at all.
"What are you doing, what do you want to do?" Han Xiangdong was frightened and yelled: "You are abusing me!"
Lord Lei Ba did not take it seriously: "Master Han, since there is nothing belonging to my guest in your spatial nirvana, what are you afraid of? I can't blow you up!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand: "Come on, let me burn some incense."
Soon, the guards placed an incense burner in front of the two people and inserted a complete incense stick.
"My guest said that the power is set to explode after a cup of tea. Now that time has passed and half of the cup of tea is left, it will explode."
"Just in time, after burning the incense stick, the time has come."
As the incense began to burn, Han Xiangdong was extremely flustered and kept threatening and sometimes softening his words, but Lei Ba remained indifferent.
joke.
If he lets an outsider come to his territory and transfer the guests' belongings, if he doesn't hold him accountable, where will his face be?
How should the gravekeepers treat him?
Can he still hold the post of host in the future?
Time passed slowly, and finally, only a small piece of incense remained.
Xia Qingchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the rockery, slowly opened his eyes and stepped back, saying: "It's almost time. If you don't want to be accidentally injured, stay away."
Lord Lei Ba did not dare to underestimate the power of the self-destruction of the space nirvana. He stood up and waved: "Everyone leave the treasure appraisal hall, just leave the two of them here."