PFC Chapter 145 Search
Chapter 145 Search
He took out a very ordinary A4 sheet of paper from his pocket, which looked like it had just been printed at a nearby print shop, and casually tossed it onto the table.
"Although there is only one in that bucket, it doesn't mean there is only one in the world."
Old Dong subconsciously glanced at the seemingly ordinary piece of paper on the table, and grabbed it before he could even think.
Upon seeing a bunch of incomprehensible characters, Old Dong was completely bewildered. "What is this?"
"Old Dong, whether we can really make a fortune depends on your skills." Wu Xie said, patting Old Dong's shoulder solemnly, with an expression of entrusting him with a heavy responsibility.
The way everyone else looked at Lao Dong changed. Lao Dong gripped the paper tightly, then quickly let go, and carefully checked the fragile paper in his hand to see if it was damaged.
"You, you mean..."
Wu Xie nodded.
"All the information about that country should be in here. You're the expert in this field, so it's up to you whether we can decipher it."
As Wu Xie spoke, he pointed to the two great protectors sitting behind him.
"As long as you can find accurate information, we're 90% sure of success this time. See? I've already arranged a backup plan."
The two men, who had barely made their presence felt since entering, only disciplined two waiters, yet they remained completely unfazed by the attention of the crowd, leisurely drinking tea, eating snacks, and peeling melon seeds.
“You are all well-known figures in the industry. I’m sure you all know the names of the Blind Man in the South and the Mute Man in the North better than I do, a newcomer to this business.”
"hiss……"
"South, South is blind and North is dumb!!!"
The men below couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Some of them, although they followed their boss into the tombs, were just errand boys who took orders and cleared mines. Others had never even gone into the tombs themselves, as they had always stayed at the head of the guild.
But regardless of whether they had ever been to the tombs or not, everyone in the underworld had heard of the names "Southern Blind and Northern Mute," and most young men regarded them as idols and lifelong goals.
They never expected that Young Master San could actually get these two people to endorse him at the same time, which shows that he has complete confidence in what's in that tomb.
The few who had initially had some doubts were now speechless, their eyes filled with fervor. This was due to the reputation of the Blind Man and the Mute Man in the underworld. The Blind Man's greed combined with the Mute Man's integrity meant that wherever they made a move, there was bound to be a big battle, a place where danger and opportunity coexisted.
Black Bear: No? Why is Blackie described with this adjective?
Zhang Qiling: Don't you have any self-awareness?
Old Dong stared intently at the paper in his hand, then carefully tucked it close to his heart and made a promise.
"Don't worry, Third Master, I, Old Dong, will do my utmost to decipher these documents as soon as possible!!!"
Su Li: Take your time to decipher it. If you manage to decipher it, I'll drag you back to the cultivation world to restore the ancient texts.
With thanks, Ali, who generously sponsored the text version of the ancient battle formation diagram.
Hongmei, Magan'er, and Tian Laoqi all expressed their willingness to come along, saying they would prepare all the necessary manpower, supplies, and equipment, just to broaden their horizons...
With an innocent smile, he indicated that since he was openly discussing this matter with everyone, he would of course not leave any of them out; everyone would get a share.
"only……"
Just as he was thinking of getting a taste of the soup and having a few drinks, Bie Wuxie choked on his "just" and, fearing that Wuxie would give some other excuse, hurriedly looked at Wuxie again.
"Everyone has limited energy, so I hope you will prioritize important matters and put aside other less important people or things for now, how about that?"
Unimportant people and things?
During a brainstorming session...
All these gangs work for Wu Sansheng. Apart from the things they handle themselves, Wu Sansheng is the only person who can command them.
and so……
Unimportant person = Wu Sansheng?
Unimportant matters = matters Wu Sansheng instructed?
So Wu Sansheng didn't disappear at all? Nor did he die?
it's over...
They've been jumping around so much these past few months, Wu Sansheng is probably too busy to deal with them. Wait until he's done...
It seems West Lake will need a few more 'fish food'...
Now it's really a case of having no choice but to stick to Little Third Master's pirate ship. If we stay with Little Third Master, there's still a glimmer of hope for survival. If we leave him, we'll probably have to worry about our lives every moment.
Good heavens, have they stumbled upon a power struggle within the Wu family, a power grab between uncle and nephew? Are they going to be used as cannon fodder?
"Don't worry, Third Master, we will definitely follow your lead and do our jobs diligently from now on."
What else can we do but wait for Wu Sansheng to come back and kill them?
Wu Sansheng was dumbfounded when he discovered he couldn't get enough manpower or funds to secretly set traps and cause trouble in the future...
What the hell happened?!
What about Lao Tzu's betting odds and assets?
……
Wu Xie, who was happily humming a song as she and her friends were rummaging through a secret room in Wu Sansheng's property, sorting through antiques, ornaments, and gold bars.
We ordinary folks are so happy today!!! We're sharpening our knives, ready to pounce on Uncle Three!!! Oh ho!!!
A few trusted confidants who still maintain contact with Wu Sansheng, occasionally keeping an eye on Wu Xie and Wu Sansheng's whereabouts.
There's always a reason why Third Master comes to Third Master's place; he's probably looking for clues to find Third Master.
Ugh……
You know, Third Master is really something. He's perfectly fine, why pretend to be missing? Look how worried the kids are...
Wu Xie: Thank you, there's no rush...
"Wow!!! This huge cauldron, this bronze artifact!!! Little Innocent, who is your third uncle?!"
Fatty Wang drooled over the antiques crammed into the spacious secret room. He was tired of saying "I'm envious." Little Innocent was the only heir in the Wu family for three generations, and all of this would be his in the future...
"Now they're all mine." Wu Xie smiled.
There's no need to wait to inherit Wu Sansheng's estate later; he's packing it all up and taking it with him today!
They should be auctioned off or handed over to the authorities. Given their status with Lao Qin, he won't suffer any losses.
Looking at the inventory, which was not much less than his own personal savings, Hei Xiazi estimated the size of the Wu family...
"That old fox in your family probably has more than just this one asset, doesn't he?"
Wu Xie nodded.
"There's one more place outside of Hangzhou, and the only other one is the old house's storeroom."
The old fox has many burrows, but the things in the old house's storeroom don't entirely belong to him, so he won't easily touch them. In a few days, he'll go to Changsha and loot the other place too...
Watch how those two old men beg and plead to raise money and manpower to continue their plans.
Su Li felt it was a pity, because Lao Qin was coming to pick him up tomorrow to finish the remaining preparations for the array, and he wouldn't be able to go to Changsha with his friends.
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I've been craving Changsha stinky tofu for so long... Waaaaah...
The disliked Minister Qin chuckled: "It's alright, it's alright. Our team's cooks are top-notch; they'll make sure the boss's mouth doesn't suffer any injustice!"
Zurich: ...
You don't understand, you idiot...