Stealing the Pen: Wang Family Undercover Goes Crazy Online

The next morning, Wu Xie was packed up and taken back by Wu Erbai's men. This ancient tomb was of great importance, and Wu Xie had such a weak physique. If he dragged the entire team down with him, it would be a serious crime!

Zhiyao: [Host, Wu Xie has been sent away!]

Jiang Shen: [Isn't this perfectly normal? The information I obtained states that Wu Xie has a unique physique. He will raise corpses if he opens a coffin, and he will blow up a tomb if he enters it. This time, the few families in the Nine Gates who are still capable of fighting have all come, and the people from the Crescent Hotel are also here. If they are implicated in the tomb by Wu Xie's poor physique, it would be a huge joke! The Wu family may not be afraid of the other families in the Nine Gates, but they definitely cannot withstand the wrath of the Crescent Hotel!]

Jiang Shen rinsed his mouth and spit out the water, then put away his washing tools and went straight back to the camp.

As soon as I arrived at the camp, I felt a completely different atmosphere from before.

Lost your mind, the scholar: [Don’t you feel that there is something different in the camp?]

Ming Zhizi: [The atmosphere has changed. Before, the guys here were quite restrained and more or less careful with their words, but now they've all let loose, and their words are full of dirty jokes!]

Shiva Ashla: [Those experts are probably gone now. The Crescent Hotel's plan has succeeded! The sword hanging over my head has been removed. How can I not be happy?]

Xi Yanle: [What the above person said makes sense!]

Physical Hypoxia: [However, did you notice that Wu Sansheng seems to be absent?]

The only thing I can't let down is money and flowers: [The Third Master of the Wu family still has some dignity. He can't just go around with a pig's face, right?]

Money comes from all directions: [Did he ever have such a thing as a face?]

Yuxiang: [Good question!]

After breakfast, the Jiumen convoy set off towards the northwest. Jiang Shen sat in the SUV with a bad look on his face. It was because the two strongest people in the history of The Thief of Thieves were sitting next to him. How could his look be good?

"Jiang Jiang, do you really dislike me so much?" Hei Xiazi said aggrievedly, "I'm just sitting next to you. There's no need to look down on me like that, right?"

Feng Canhua Se and Jun Feng: [Yue~ How can a grown man speak in such a disgusting tone?]

Mu Zicong: [Stop talking! The moment you say that, I can't help but recall the tone of his voice. I've already vomited my breakfast! If I vomit again, I'll vomit gastric juice!]

Qianyue 3: [The above person didn't have to describe it in such detail! It makes me want to vomit even though I don't want to!]

Jiang Shen took a deep breath and told himself in his heart: Don’t do it, don’t do it in the car. If it affects the driver in front and causes a car accident, that would be bad. If Hei Xiazi is disabled, so be it. Don’t get yourself involved!

Hei Xia Zi seemed to feel that Jiang Shen would not attack him in the car, so he just let himself go and kept calling Jiang Shen "Jiang Jiang" to disgust him.

The young man looked at the black bear who seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, and moved his butt to the side. It would be fine if he was seeking death, but he must not hurt him by accident!

Miss Yan Wan: [Hahahahaha! Did you notice the disgust on the guy's face?]

Jiulu: [@Live Room Admin 000, did you record that scene just now? If you did, get in the car! I'm saving this. That's the guy's disgusted expression, a true collector's item!]

Live room administrator 000: [I've recorded the screen, and it's now waiting for review. It will be available soon!]

Ye Yu: [Received!]

At noon, the convoy stopped to rest.

"Ah!" A black unidentified object let out a scream.

A black mass flew out of the car among the crowd, and at the same time a leg stretched out from the car.

"Master Hei, have you thought about how to die?" Jiang Shen said with a smile.

"Well, can you not slap me in the face? Master Hei, I also make a living by my face!" Hei Xiazi covered his face carefully and said,

YZ Donald Duck: [No, who gave him the courage to say that? Although Hei Xiazi is indeed good-looking and is considered one of the best in the club, with this shameless attitude, it's hard for him to make a living just by his looks!]

A warm and cute little girl: [The above is exposed! ]

Ye Tianyue: [How could you refuse the handsome guy with eight-pack abs downstairs? Or would you refuse the little milk dog called "sister sister"?]

Bodhi Fruit from Hengzhou: [Hiss! It seems impossible!]

If you don't take the medicine, you'll die: [But what exactly is Hei Xiazi trying to do? He keeps provoking the anchor. Doesn't he think the beatings he's received are bad enough?]

Wanting to be Xiaohua's family: [This is probably part of the test. The guy doesn't talk much and basically won't get involved in these matters. But Hei Xiazi is different. He talks a lot but is flexible. He is undoubtedly the best choice for testing! The key point is that he is cheap!]

Poetry Expresses Aspirations: [Upstairs, after reading the first half of your article, I thought you were a prophet, but your last sentence makes me think your predictions aren't very reliable!]

Leng Qiuli: [It's possible! Streamer, be careful, don't expose yourself! You still have to survive until the finale!]

Jiang Shen: [What are you hiding? I'm an undercover agent! Not hiding!]

Destitute Blind Man: [Don't worry about so many details. The streamer should first improve his chances of survival, so he doesn't get exposed and get killed instantly by this guy!]

Liang Yueying, who loves grilled chicken skewers, commented: [Upstairs, there's an old saying about rough words but true truth, but isn't that a bit too rough? What do you mean by one-shot deal? It should have been at least ten, right?]

Live broadcast room audience: ...

Jiang Shen: ...

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Half a month later, everyone finally arrived at the town closest to their destination.

A well-known individual who was involved in the tomb robbing business had been waiting here for a long time.

Jiang Shen also saw a familiar figure here.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Want some? :[No, why is Fatty Wang here? Doesn't he only appear when we arrive at Prince Lu's palace?]

Too lazy to come up with a nickname |: [He only officially appeared in Daobi at that time, but before that, he had also visited many tombs. To a certain extent, it should be the self-correction of the small world!]

Yun Shangqiong, who likes dry grapes: [It's also possible that they were disappointed by the fakes in their warehouse before, and now they are looking for the best ones.]

Jiang Shen walked over and patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder, "Fat Brother?"

Fatty Wang turned around and asked, "Little brother, why are you here?"

"We are all in the same industry, so why not stop asking so many questions?" Jiang Shen knew from Fatty Wang's expression that this man thought he had sneaked in accidentally.

"No, how old are you? And you come to do this job?" When Fatty Wang heard this, he almost jumped up. It is illegal to employ child labor these days!

Fatty Wang seemed to have forgotten at this time that tomb robbing was illegal, and the only difference was one more or one less rule.

"Um... I'm an adult," Jiang Shen said after a long silence, "and I'm a member of the Jie family."

Fatty Wang looked at Jiang Shen and suddenly remembered that the head of the Xie family seemed to have hired a servant. He was said to be young and a Taoist monk. Could it be the one in front of him? It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Um, I don't think I know your name yet." Fatty Wang looked at Jiang Shen and spoke cautiously.

"Jiang Shen, Jiang means river water, Shen means cautious!" Jiang Shen said.

"You are not the Taoist monk who moves mountains and is also a master of gambling on stones from the Xie family, are you?" Fatty Wang asked tentatively.

"Yeah," Jiang Shen nodded.

In a few seconds, Jiang Shen witnessed Wang Pangzi's Sichuan Opera face-changing performance.

"Ah Jiang! From now on, Fatty and you are half-brothers," Fatty Wang put his arm on Jiang Shen's shoulder, "Um, can we have a deal?"

"What do you say?" Jiang Shen was a little wary.

"Well, can I take a photo of you back to worship?" Fatty Wang said a little embarrassedly. This is a walking money printing machine, a living God of Wealth. If he doesn't take a photo of you back to worship, it would be a shame for the two of them to know each other.

Jiang Shen looked at Fatty Wang in shock: Is there such a thing?

zhyoulia: [Hahahahahahaha! I usually don't laugh unless I really can't help it! Worship it, the anchor is still alive! Fatty is just thinking about burning incense three times a day for the anchor?]

sishajn: [I originally thought Fatty Wang was going to ask the anchor to bring him along next time they gamble on stones, but I didn't expect him to actually be the one worshipping someone. No, why didn't he worship Master Hua? That's the real God of Wealth from Dao Bi!]

Eat Eat Drink: [What the above person said is so presumptuous!]