Uncle Shenhao: Take ten nephews to the supermarket at the beginning

Luo Feng turned to Team Leader Chen, smiled faintly, and said, "Contact Lin Naizi. I need to know the true value of this map. Also, strengthen hotel security, but don't disturb the children."

The fact that these people chose to do it this way is enough to show that they have no way of making Luo Feng look bad.

At the same time, it also proves one thing: Luo Feng's strength.

But he should actually thank that person for giving him a new idea.

He would use the other party to do his dirty work, and then take back the antique he wanted from Zheng Shih-han.

As they walked out of the auction house, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder roared in the night sky. Luo Feng looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "A storm is coming."

In the distance, Zheng Zhilong stood beside a black sedan, coldly watching Luo Feng's direction.

He held a satellite phone in his hand, and the screen displayed a message he had just received: "Goods received, awaiting further instructions."

The torrential rain washed over the ancient streets of Europe as Luo Feng stood under the eaves of the auction house.

The rain reflected a scarlet glow under the neon lights, much like the bloodshot eyes in Zheng Shihhan's eyes when she left.

This time, she was really embarrassed.

"I found it."

Team Leader Chen handed over the tablet, which displayed a red dot tracking image on a satellite map. He explained, "Zheng Zhilong's car headed towards the port, but the signal disappeared in the old town."

Luo Feng rubbed the edge of his phone with his thumb, lost in thought.

The information just sent by Lin Naoko shows...

The painting "Immortal Mountain in the East Sea" appeared on a black market forum three months ago.

The IP address of the poster, whose ID was "Haidongqing," turned out to be a jump server commonly used by weapons dealers in Oklahoma City.

"interesting."

He suddenly chuckled, startling Black Tiger into shivering.

"The younger brother of the Zheng family is involved in arms dealing with the Russians, but the older sister wants to use Chinese cultural relics to show her loyalty to the family?"

What is this routine?
It seems that the Zheng family's story is far more interesting than he imagined.

A bolt of lightning cleaved the night sky, illuminating the direction of the hotel.

Luo Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately focused his gaze on that direction.

A faint red light flickered through the gap in the curtains of the penthouse suite, suggesting that someone was spying on and monitoring them.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain?"

Team Leader Chen immediately understood, pressed his earpiece, and shouted the order in a low voice.

"Second group, pay attention. Go to the hotel at nine o'clock. Catch him. There will be a big reward."

The lure of a bounty can make people more ferocious.

Driven by the lure of bounties, even a person can become willing to risk their life. The adage "people die for wealth, birds die for food" has never changed.

In particular, Team Leader Chen had a special understanding of his team members, knew what kind of people they were, and knew they would definitely not miss this opportunity to make money.

The reason these people came to work under Luo Feng was because of this.

In addition, Luo Feng treated them well and gave them a high salary.

This left them with no reason to betray such good treatment and their master.

However, it's not entirely impossible that betrayal is possible.

Don't forget, that vice-captain, Beast Sutra, has already betrayed them and is even more ferocious.

At that time, the chances of success will be higher.

After all, isn't the whole point of a person's life to strive for a few coins?

In this situation, everyone would choose to stand on Luo Feng's side.

"I'll send men to provide reinforcements too!" Black Tiger said after thinking for a moment.

"No need." Luo Feng raised his hand to interrupt and dialed a video call.

Three little heads are huddled together on the screen, engrossed in watching an animated film, while the reflection of a female bodyguard wiping a gun barrel can be seen in the background.

"See? The children are fine. The other side was just bluffing."

Black Tiger suddenly exclaimed "Ah!" He hadn't expected Zheng Shihan to not make a move.

He immediately told Luo Feng, "Zheng Shihhan's assistant just went to the underground parking garage!"

"Where did you get this information?"

Luo Feng looked at him calmly and asked.

This guy, on the surface, was Zheng Shihan's man, but secretly he betrayed her.

It seems this person is not someone you can get too close to.

Clearly, he's with this person now only to curry favor with Luo Feng.
But when it comes to matters of interest, he will inevitably betray them.

However, since we're taking this opportunity, we should make the most of it; otherwise, it would be such a waste.

“After all, I am one of her people, so I can still find out some information. Mr. Luo, believe me, she really did take people with her.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the tall, thin figure in the raincoat on the monitor and continued.

"Furthermore, this person's cuffs are reflective, as if they're hiding something, but I can't figure out what it is yet..."

"No matter what it is, it's not a good thing."

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Just then, Rinnako sent a photo.

"Based on technical comparison, if we are not mistaken, it should be some kind of syringe. As for what kind of syringe it is and what its function is, we are not sure."

"I think I vaguely remember it."

Luo Feng said in a deep voice.

He recalled a previous encounter with a syringe, a method strikingly similar to the assassination of political figures by agents in Oklahoma City last week.

If it weren't for Luo Feng's thorough planning, the other side would have succeeded.

While cleaning up the scene at the amusement park, Team Leader Chen and others also found used syringe needles.

In other words, Zheng Shih-Han is very likely the nominal representative of the Shadow Council.

Then... what about that young master of the Zheng family?
Their relationship was so complicated that it gave Luo Feng a headache.

He turned around and handed the auction documents to Black Tiger, smiling as he said, "Here's what we'll do. I don't have time right now. You go and complete the handover procedures later, deliberately leaving three blank signatures."

"I will not treat you unfairly after this is done."

Upon hearing this, Black Tiger immediately became excited.

He was waiting for this very sentence. If he could get in touch with Luo Feng, it would be worth it.

At least the path to legitimizing their businesses and clearing their names won't be so difficult going forward.

"What are you doing?"

"You need to use bait when fishing."

Luo Feng gave a wicked smile, fastened the buttons on his trench coat, and let the raindrops explode into tiny splashes on his shoulders without making any further movement.

"Since someone wants a map, we have to give them a chance to make a fake one."

"Otherwise, wouldn't this whole thing become meaningless if it ended here?" Second floor of the underground parking garage.

Zheng Shih-Han's knuckles turned white as she gripped the satellite phone tightly, gritting her teeth as she said, "Zhi-Long dared to intercept the family's funds?!"

In a fit of anger, she kicked the empty syringe at her feet, and the glass tube shattered against the pillar.

The assistant handed over a tablet, the screen showing surveillance footage of Luo Feng signing documents.

"He deliberately left the picture unsigned on pages seven, twelve, and twenty-one. I suspect he discovered the picture was fake and was using this method to buy time."

The assistant pointed out the keyframe, his expression grim.

"In addition, our people have replaced the map in the safe, but it's too late."

"But what? Too late?" Zheng Shihhan asked, puzzled.

"We just discovered that Young Master Zhilong's men are also in the garage. They've already gone after our people, and we're afraid they'll succeed."

The assistant swallowed hard and added another sentence.

"They are armed with newly developed Russian-made weapons; we are probably no match for them."

The sound of the downpour suddenly became deafening.

Zheng Shih-Han recalled her father's warning from this morning.

"That map is related to the treasure trove in Siberia."

No, she had to get this picture no matter what, to prove to her father that she was the only one who could succeed the Zheng family.

Who says women are inferior to men?
Boom!

The explosion came from the elevator shaft, and the entire garage was plunged into darkness instantly.

Before Zheng Shihhan could react, she was knocked to the ground by a tremendous force.

A scalding flame swept over her head, shattering the headlights of the Mercedes behind her.

"Mr. Luo is right."

A familiar voice rang in her ears. Black Tiger grabbed her and hid behind a load-bearing pillar, saying with a playful smile, "Let the bullets fly for a while, then we can see who's shooting from the shadows."

"What's going on with you guys? Where's Zheng Zhilong?"

Upon seeing who it was, Zheng Shihhan was puzzled.

She thought the person she was going to face was an enemy within her own ranks.

"Young Master Zheng should be in the warehouse right now, right? What's wrong? Are you really planning to fight this guy to the bitter end?"

Black Tiger asked tentatively.

"Don't worry about all that, but I'm telling you, I'm definitely going to get my hands on this map. Tell Luo Feng to be careful and not cause me any trouble."

After saying that, Zheng Shihhan left.

Meanwhile, the person monitoring Luo Feng also seemed to have received some kind of order and left.

Black Tiger didn't continue the pursuit. Anyway, Luo Feng's meaning was quite clear: just get rid of the person monitoring them.

As for other matters, Luo Feng is free to make his own arrangements.

Abandoned warehouses in the port area.

Zheng Zhilong kicked away the unconscious kidnapper at his feet, and a sneer from a voice changer came through the satellite phone.

"You think you can fool the old man by hiring a few Russians?"

He smashed the phone, but saw a tall, slender figure reflected in the warehouse's iron gate.

"The map is fake," Luo Feng's voice came from the shadows. "Your sister swapped it for a 19th-century replica. The real one is on the black market in Oklahoma City, right?"

That's right. The picture that Luo Feng bought at the auction was replaced by Zheng Shihhan through some means.

This matter was later told to Luo Feng by Lin Naizi after she had investigated it.

To this day, the auction organizers are completely unaware of this matter.

Luo Feng had a feeling that the Shadow Council was involved in this matter; otherwise, he wouldn't have succeeded so easily.

Zheng Zhilong slowly turned around, gripping the new weapon tightly in his hand, and stared coldly at Luo Feng, his eyes revealing no emotion.

"What? Am I wrong?" Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and smiled.

He could guess exactly what this guy was thinking.

"Mr. Luo truly lives up to his reputation."

"But do you know why Father would rather spend 500 million euros on a fake than touch the real thing?"

He gave a signal to his men.

A searchlight suddenly pierced the darkness, illuminating the projection on the wall.

It turned out to be a high-resolution scan of the "Immortal Mountain in the East Sea" painting, but the inscription in the upper right corner was deliberately enlarged.

The ship left behind by Xu Fu on his eastward voyage, and twelve golden statues of the First Emperor.

Luo Feng's breathing became slightly sluggish.

The twelve bronze statues that Qin Shi Huang collected from all the weapons in the world and cast into one are actually hidden in the coordinates marked on this nautical chart.
This was something he hadn't expected at all. He thought the map was just a simple treasure map and had no other meaning.

"The auction in Oklahoma City will be held in three days."

Zheng Zhilong suddenly threw an invitation card at him, saying, "If you want the original, you'll have to trade my sister's head for it."

He pointed to the small seal script characters in the corner of the projection, where Zheng Shihhan's handwritten signature was clearly visible.

The torrential rain pounded against the tin roof like a dense drumbeat of war.

Luo Feng suddenly laughed, the invitation card gleaming coldly as he flipped it between his fingers, and said, "Tell your patriarch that I, Luo Feng, have always been..."

He paused, then said, slowly and deliberately, "In everything I do, I am honest and fair to everyone, young and old."

“Interesting.” Luo Feng suddenly tossed the invitation back. “Using your own sister as bait, the Zheng family’s family values ​​are truly touching.”

Zheng Zhilong caught the card, but his weapon remained motionless. He sneered, "Mr. Luo, why don't you scan it?"

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"You really think I'm afraid?"

"The coordinates of your nieces' kindergarten should now be displayed on your phone."

Zheng Zhilong then made another alarmist statement.

"You think I'd believe that?" Luo Feng asked, feigning composure.

"Then let's hear this."

Zheng Zhilong wasn't in a hurry at all. He pressed the remote control, and suddenly a childish nursery rhyme came from the warehouse speakers.

"Little bunny, open the door."

Luo Feng took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

This was the very song and dance he taught his nieces, which Luo Feng had given to these little ones.

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