Chapter 426

Chapter 426

I took a deep breath and tried not to show any timidity, and stepped into the hall.

The hall of the Guangming Hall is brightly lit, and the furniture placed around it is all old furniture. I took a cursory glance and found that there were no less than ten pieces of huanghuali furniture from the early Guangming Dynasty, not to mention the official kiln porcelain that can be seen everywhere.

"sit down."

In the main hall, the man who spoke looked to be in his fifties. He had white hair on his temples. He was wearing an ordinary white shirt and suit pants. The cuffs of the white shirt were rolled up to expose most of his arms. He looked like an ordinary passerby. Uncle.

"It's not cold, the air conditioner is on in the room," he smiled, stood up and asked us to sit down.

Sitting under my buttocks was a Ming Dynasty huanghuali imperial chair. I asked with a feeling of trepidation: "Your Excellency..."

The man looked at me and smiled and said: "Little friend Xiang Yunfeng, you and I have known each other for a long time. We have a close relationship with each other. It's been more than the Chinese New Year since we said goodbye at the foot of Moth Mountain."

Although this person looks ordinary and dresses like a street uncle, for some reason, his words gave me a great sense of oppression.

The moment I walked in, I actually guessed...

It's the Changchun Society...

It is a huge organizational group that originated in Changchun, Northeast China, and secretly managed the three religions and nine streams of the old society...

I was nervous and grabbed the armrest of the chair. Brother Yu noticed my nervousness and subconsciously tightened his grip on the stick.

He saw that my body was tense and he said:

"Young people don't need to be nervous. I'm different from some people. At the same time, I have a relationship with Ms. Zhao Qingwan, so I still have to give her face. I always stand on the side of justice. I invite you here this time mainly because I want to entertain you." I will talk to you publicly."

"Talk about...?"

I gritted my teeth and said: "Sister Hong is such a good person, but she was teased by you like that. Sister Hong stabbed her head. Do you know if she will blame herself in her heart? Will she be sad? Her father was harmed by the Changchun Society. Sister Hong and I She said that her goal in life is to save enough money. If 100 million is not enough, 300 million will be enough! Sister Hong said she would go to the Northeast to avenge her family!"

The more I talked about the past, the more excited I became, and my face turned red.

"Standing on the side of justice? Have you ever thought about using those heretical ways to control people and make them do things against their own conscience? How can we talk about justice?"

"Moreover! You have traveled thousands of miles to chase us all the way to Hong Kong! Kill us all for what! Just for that bottle of potion?!"

The man listened to what I had to say and remained quiet.

"Why...."

He sighed: "Young man, Changchun will be huge. Believe me, it is bigger than you think. I can only control part of it. I deeply regret what happened to you before. I'm sorry."

I was a little overwhelmed when I heard this, it was just unexpected.

Is it the Changchun Society?

Are all Changchun people like Xiao Duotou, a arrogant person?

But then, why do these people have to deal with Dou Sprouts again?

"Young man, let me get straight to the point. My time is very urgent. I only want the bottle of medicine in your hand."

"You just give it to me."

"In return, I can promise you two things."

He looked at me and said: "First, we will help you deal with the hostile forces in Yinchuan. No matter who it is, if you want him to disappear from this world forever, give him a name."

"Second, as long as I am in office, Changchun will never actively interfere in your lives."

"How is it?" After saying this, the man poured himself a cup of tea and looked at me calmly, waiting for my reply.

Blue Potion.....

Little blue bottle...

For that thing, I have been resisting it from the bottom of my heart. Every time I close my eyes, the shadow of Researcher An often appears in my mind. It’s so scary... If I hadn’t seen it myself, I would never believe that the dead can still survive. Opening eyes.

That thing is a trample on modern science in a civilized society!

The little blue bottle is like some kind of taboo. I resist this thing from the bottom of my heart.

I am afraid that only two people know where this thing is now, not even my most powerful person, because I have never told this secret to anyone.

Of the two people who know, one is myself.

another one.

It is an unknown newsstand owner located somewhere in Hong Kong.