\"Abudu, we don't have to go around in circles. We are going to Dragon Valley to find the ancient tomb. Can you lead the way?\"

\"Ahem...\"

Abu Du was eating and choked and coughed when Zhang Feng said. He almost spewed rice and covered his mouth.

Is it too direct? In fact, after seeing Zhang Feng in the villa of Abdul Talavi, he thought of Zhang Feng's purpose, which turned out to be true.

So did his behavior in Karl also come for the tomb? Is it hidden too deep? Such a scary person.

Tarawi was very calm, because after Zhang Feng caught the fake Tarawi, he heard the fake Tarawi when he was listening.

Zhang Feng said tactfully: "Now only you can help me!"

This sentence lifted Abu both up. The relationship between the two of them has not been broken, and they are still good friends. Zhang Feng's sentence is to prevent everyone from being too ugly, at least unlike Tarawi, who will never die. .

In the face of Zhang Feng's sincere eyes, Abu Du seemed to forget that Zhang Feng ruthlessly thought he was a kind and bad guy.

But he quickly woke up.

\"Zhang, I don't know what you mean!\"

Snapped……

Caldera, who was devouring it, put down the tableware and looked at Abudu with an angry face, without moving his mouth, just looking at Abudu.

Abu was frightened, and the opposite Talavi smiled helplessly. If someone gives you a face, don't you want to kill him? Has reached this point, still playing sloppy?

Zhang Feng said to Emiko: \"I want a bowl of rice!\"

Emiko got up and silently took Zhang Feng's bowl to serve him rice.

Most of the bowl of rice was placed in front of Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng said as he ate: "If that's the case, then forget it, just assume I haven't seen you!"

Caldera got up and pulled him out as soon as he finished his voice. The quiet meal was a little messy. Abudu's rice bowl fell on the ground. White rice was scattered on the floor, and the chair fell.

\"No, no, Zhang, no...\" Abudu begged for mercy.

Caldera dragged him like a dead dog.

When he arrived at the door, he finally couldn't help but yelled: "Zhang, I promise you, I promise, don't kill me... I will take you, take you to...\"

Caldera dragged him back and threw him under the table coldly and said: "Mr. Abudu, let's eat, I hate food waste people! \"

\"Yes, yes, I know, I know...\"

Abu Du was already in a cold sweat, shaking on the ground. After ten seconds, he picked up a piece of the bowl and picked up the rice on the ground and put it in his mouth.

\"Abudu, get up and eat, are we good friends?\" Zhang Feng said.

\"Yes Yes Yes Yes……\"

Abu Du put his stool down and sat there, terrified. Their friendship had ended when he slopped Zhang Feng just now.

Originally, I was a little bit concerned about Abudu's father and the old king, but Abudu is not on the road, Zhang Feng didn't have so much time to spend with him.

The opposite Tarawi is silent and eats quietly. He doesn't use chopsticks very much, but he has a strong comprehension ability and can barely pick up dishes. He admires Zhang Feng's methods very much. A simple meal solves the big problem. .

At the same time, it also solved Talawi's problem. Zhang Feng once again released a signal to Talawi. If he does not agree, there is only one way: death!

After drinking tea after a meal, Emiko did not hesitate to make tea for everyone. The tea is not as good as Tarawi, but it is not bad. Originally, Abudu and Tarawi didn’t dare to do it with Zhang Feng because of too much pressure. Afraid.

Fear of being dragged out if you speak incorrectly.

Caldera was sitting lifting the iron, but this time he lifted it slowly with one hand. After all, he had just finished eating and his muscles could only rest when he was sleeping.

It is said that he also lifts it when he is in the tub, or a stone if he is in the wild.

Silgarva didn't need a gun anymore and sat there, one by one, one by one wiping off yellow and bright bullets. The 12.7mm bullets could easily cut off people's brains or explode.

It was like playing a game, but there was a **** murderous spirit everywhere.

Seeing Zhang Feng sitting there, his sitting posture is not upright, just like an idle young man pretending to drink tea intently without doing anything, and he feels so relaxed.

But in the eyes of both Tarawi and Abudu, Zhang Feng sitting there is the **** of death, and they are about to be sentenced by Zhang Feng.

\"Talavi, I do what I say, after you put everything down, you can go to a quiet place to enjoy your old age!\" Zhang Feng said.

\"Yes, I listen to you!\" Talavi said.

The two of them dared not drink tea, because Zhang Feng hadn't asked them to drink it yet.

\"Drink tea!\" Zhang Feng said.

Emiko had already made the tea and put it in front of them, and then they picked up the cup and drank it slowly.

Zhang Feng said: \"In this case, then start, I don't understand the specifics, you take my mobile phone and get it there, the people inside will communicate with you!\"

\"Yes...\" Talavi drank a cup of tea and calmly took Zhang Feng's phone to the side.

Zhang Feng has contacted Zhai Qiang and asked him to operate.

Drinking tea quietly here, Tarawi has already started work, operating with two mobile phones, and transferring everything to Zhai Qiang’s name. Although doing so involves great risks and loopholes, Zhai will continue to work. Strong will use powerful means to clean up.

He has a lot of experience in this area.

This operation continued until midnight, and Abudu did not dare to speak because Zhang Feng was uneducated. He was always nervous, drinking tea and not daring to go to the bathroom, making his face black.

\"I want to go to the bathroom, Abudu, aren't you going?\" Zhang Feng stood up and left.

\"Yes Yes……\"

Abdu's stomach was already sore, he stood up and went to the bathroom with his legs in between.

After another hour, Zhai Qiang finally got it right. After finishing these Talawi, he was very sluggish as if he was ten years old. He has struggled for most of his life and now all of them are cheaper for others. How can he feel better?

Zhang Feng communicated with Zhai Qiang.

\"How? How much is his assets?\" Zhang Feng asked.

Zhai Qiang said: "Most is more, but many industries are very hot!"

\"If you can ask for it, you need it, if you can't get it, then discard it, or realize it!\" Zhang Feng said.

\"Then I can't bear it, just realize it. This old boy has a lot of collections. I have heard about it before. I didn't expect it to be his. They are all invaluable. Many of them are stealing from us. Yes, this time I slowly polished it up and realized it, then took it back and put it in our museum, that’s great...\"

\"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have such a high level of consciousness!\" Zhang Feng smiled.

\"I'm not underestimated, don't think I can only do business and grab money, am I also a Confucian businessman?

Zhang Feng smiled and said: "Hehe, patriotic Confucian businessman!"

\"Don't bring me a high hat, these things are almost **** in my hands, I'm just a layman, I'm not interested in them!\"

\"Will Talawe still hide something?\" Zhang Feng asked.

\"That is certain, no one knows exactly how many things he has and how many industries, but he has already taken out most of his just now, and there is not much left!\"

\"Ho ho, can we check it out?\"

\"Can you still squeeze him dry? It's too cruel, right?\"

Zhang Feng said in a deep voice: "Tonight, Mr. Guan is dead, he is the old guy's favorite subordinate, what do you think?"

\"Rely...\" Zhai Qiang said angrily:\"You wait, see how I beat him tomorrow!\"

\"Well, I will give you one night!\"

...

\"Talavi, thank you for your cooperation, you cherish your life!\" Zhang Feng stretched out his hand to him.

The smile on Tarawi's face is ugly. Who doesn't cherish his life? Who wants to die?

\"Can you let me go now?\" Talavi said.

When Zhang Feng was talking with Zhai Qiang just now, Taravi could not hear what they were saying.

Zhang Feng said: \"Of course it is possible, but if you go out so late, it will be very unsafe. Wait until dawn, otherwise you will be in trouble when you go out at night and meet some gangsters. Then you will say that I am the black hand, I Don't carry this pot, do you think?\"