Jin Ye seemed to hear voices outside and asked inside the house.
"Master Jin, there is an emergency below and I want to report it to you!" Wang Bin quickly pretended to be out of breath.
"Come in!" Wang Bin's voice was unfamiliar, but when he heard that there was an emergency, Jin Ye didn't do anything and wanted to let people in immediately.
"Creak!"
Wang Bin pushed open the door, and when he walked in, Officer Guan Xiaoyue and Officer Miao were already striding in with rifles on their left and right.
Among them, Guan Xiaoyue pointed her gun at Jin Ye, while Officer Miao glanced around the room and found that there were no hidden dangers before pointing his gun at Jin Ye again.
When the three of them walked in, Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? Oh, I remembered. Didn't you go to the north of the city today? Why are you here now?"
"Stop, don't move, I'll beat you to death if you move again!"
When Jin Ye was talking, he walked towards the coffee table, on which was a pistol that he had just placed there, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Guan Xiaoyue.
"You, who are you?" Jin Ye asked nervously.
"It doesn't matter who we are, I just want to ask you a few questions." Wang Bin said with a faint smile.
"Ask, I will tell you anything I know!"
"Okay, I heard that you made a large dragon bed out of gold, as well as a dragon chair and a dragon table, right?"
"Ah, um."
"Very good, next question, where are all the things?"
"The dragon bed is in the bedroom, and the dragon table and chair are in the study room!"
When Mr. Jin heard that the other party was coming to steal his dragon bed, he felt very hurt. But then he thought about it and realized that these things were so big and heavy that the three people in front of him couldn't move them away, so he simply told them all.
"There is also a set of gold bowls and gold chopsticks?" Guan Xiaoyue quickly added.
"Those are in the kitchen!"
Although Mr. Jin didn't want to say it, the golden bowl and chopsticks didn't cost much gold. As long as he got rid of these people in front of him, he could make hundreds more sets.
"Take us to see it!"
"Ah, yes, please!"
Mr. Jin walked to the kitchen and pointed at the cupboard.
Guan Xiaoyue stepped forward and opened the cupboard, and found that the plates, forks and chopsticks inside were all made of gold. She opened her mouth in surprise.
Wang Bin stepped forward and picked up a golden bowl and took a look. The workmanship of these golden bowls was very rough. It could only be said to be a smooth bowl with no carvings or decorations on it. He immediately lost interest. If this set of golden bowls were made of gold
The chopsticks were of good workmanship, and he planned to sell them directly in the store. The appearance was really ugly, and it would be difficult to sell them except for gold.
I touched it with my hand and instantly received this set of golden bowls and chopsticks into the system space.
Master Jin saw that his golden bowl and chopsticks were gone. He rubbed his eyes in surprise and found that it was really missing. Suddenly, he felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
"Let's go and see your dragon chair!"
"Ah, okay, please come this way!"
Jin Ye walked to a door and pushed open two doors. Wang Bin found that this was a very luxurious study room with many antiques placed in it.
In the middle of the study room is a large golden dragon table, and behind it is an exaggerated dragon chair. Both the dragon table and the dragon chair have nine rough dragons on them.
Seeing the dragon table and dragon chair, Wang Bin clicked his tongue in surprise. This was really an exaggeration. Putting aside the workmanship, this was really an exaggeration of luxury.
The dragon table estimated that it weighed at least 10,000 to 20,000 jins. As for the dragon chair, it was even more exaggerated. It was estimated that it weighed at least 30,000 jins.
"My dear, how did you lift these things up?" Thinking of their weight, Wang Bin was curious about how they got them up.
This is no less difficult than the construction of the pyramid. You must know that this was built without electricity, and this is the thirty-ninth floor. You can imagine how difficult it is to move such a big and heavy thing up.
"Actually, this is not difficult. I asked them to move the gold bricks up first and then hired craftsmen to build them on this floor, so it didn't take much effort."
"I see, Mr. Jin, you really know how to enjoy it!"
When Wang Bin heard this, he sighed and sat down on the dragon chair to feel it. He didn't know what to say.
"Xiaoyue, Officer Miao, do you want to come over and feel it too?"
"I'll forget it!" Officer Miao was not interested in this kind of thing at all, and waved his hand to express no need.
"I'll do it!" But Guan Xiaoyue was lively and smiled, coming over and sitting on the dragon chair to feel it, "What, it's not that rare, and it's also hard and uncomfortable to sit on!"
"Since you don't dare to be interested, then I'll put it away!"
"Take it, take it!"
Wang Bin smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and instantly the dragon chair and dragon table entered the system space.
"Ah! You guys, what did you do to my dragon chair and dragon table? Where did they go?" Seeing the dragon table and dragon chair disappear, Jin Ye panicked!
The previous golden bowl and golden chopsticks disappeared without a trace. They didn’t cost much gold anyway, but the dragon table and dragon chair were different. They weighed tens of thousands of kilograms of gold. How could they disappear in the blink of an eye?
Mr. Jin was very obsessed with gold. He had managed to collect these from everywhere in the city. Now they suddenly disappeared, making him feel like someone had stabbed him in the heart. It hurt so much!
"Give me back my dragon table and my dragon chair, and I can trade it with you for food!" Lord Jin ran to Wang Bin like crazy, grabbed Wang Bin's arm with all his strength, and shook him vigorously while crying.
She looked like a spoiled shrew.
When Wang Bin thought that this guy secretly killed people to make food, he was very disgusted with him and kicked him down.
But Wang Bin underestimated this guy's obsession with gold, so he immediately crawled over and hugged Wang Bin's legs and started crying.
"Let go, if you don't let go I will kill you!" Wang Bin was very angry by Mr. Jin and hurriedly threatened him.
"I won't let you go unless you return the dragon table and dragon chair to me!" Lord Jin hugged Wang Bin's thigh and started to cheat.
Seeing Lord Jin's look, Guan Xiaoyue and Officer Miao both couldn't hold back their laughter.
"Master Jin, what happened? Ah!" A young girl in the next bedroom heard Master Jin's cry and came over to ask. However, as soon as she walked into the study, she saw Wang Bin and three others and screamed in fright.
One sound.
Officer Miao had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he knocked the opponent unconscious with a knife.
When Wang Bin saw the girl with her body closed, his face turned red. Guan Xiaoyue's little face was also slightly red. She didn't dare to look at Wang Bin now.
After Officer Miao discovered that there was someone else, he immediately went to other rooms to check, and Guan Xiaoyue quickly followed.
But Mr. Jin didn't care about the young girl's life or death at all, he still hugged Wang Bin's thigh and cried loudly.
Suddenly, Mr. Jin reached out to the surrounding shelves, took a vase from the top, and smacked Wang Bin's head.
Wang Bin mobilized his inner strength and swung his palm towards the vase.
With a bang, the vase was broken into pieces.
"Ah! You! Please don't kill me, I, we can give you anything!" Lord Jin found out that his wishful thinking had not succeeded. He was surprised and suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Bin and begged loudly.
This time Wang Bin didn't talk nonsense. He used his inner strength and used his powerful Vajra Palm to hit Lord Jin on the head.
Lord Jin has seen his secret, and the other party will definitely not help him keep the secret, so he has no choice but to let him die. This can be regarded as revenge for those who were killed by him.