Rebirth Craftsman

After all, he also knew that Sima Yao borrowed Ruru's reason to stay in Jigong Mountain for seeing a doctor. That was a lot of hidden danger.

"What do you do with the Duanmu family?" Sikong Lei, who thought of this, asked his doubts.

"What else can I do? Tell them to get rid of it." Liu Xing replied angrily.

"Is this bad?" Sikong Lei sneered and scratched his head.

No matter what the Duanmu family is, it is an existence that Jigongshan cannot provoke.

"You do it, you will know the reason soon." Liu Xing reached out and patted Sikong Lei on the shoulder.

"That's OK." Sikong Lei was about to do it.

The door of the commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road was opened.

Then Sima Yao walked over with Duan Muhui in casual clothes.

Duanmuhui's hair was white, but his eyebrows were all white, and he was a little old when walking.

But Liu Xing was not deceived by this illusion, and still watched with caution.

Sima Yao knew that Liu Xing did not know Duan Muhui, and when he approached, he introduced it with a sneer.

For the sake of face, Liu Xing smiled and nodded slightly with Duan Muhui: "It's really a surprise that you can come to Jigong Mountain today!"

"No surprise, no surprise at all." A smile appeared on Duan Muhui's wrinkled face: "If you don't take away the things in the Ming Dynasty crown, how can I come to your site?"

"What do you say?" Liu Xing knew that Duanmuhui was here to find fault, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"This is what Sima Yao told me, saying that when the Ming Dynasty crown was given to my son Duan Mulei, you also checked the Ming Dynasty crown." Duan Muhui explained: "And I just had a long time with Sima Yao. Communication proved that he did not take my things.

And Sima Yao didn't take my things, so you must have taken it, because there is no third person who can get close to the Ming Dynasty crown."

"You fart." Liu Xing glared at Duan Muhui: "When you handed the Ming Dynasty crown to Wutong Valley for auction, didn't you have any contact with the relevant staff? I wanted to forcibly throw the black pot on my head. Look at what you look like in the mirror."

"You!" Duan Muhui didn't expect that Liu Xing would dare to scold him, and would not be able to say what he was stunned for a while.

Sima Yao smiled and watched, he didn't speak for Liu Xing, and he didn't even mean to participate.

However, this action annoyed Sagong Lei. Seeing that the security guard had brought Ru Ru out, he lifted it and delivered it to Sima Yao's hand: "The doctor Zhao said, Ru Ru's illness has been cured, and you gave it to him today. Jigongshan has caused such a big trouble, so please take your people and leave immediately."

"What do you mean?" Sima Yao panicked.

"It's not interesting." Sikong Lei replied coldly.

"That's what I meant." Liu Xing didn't want to embarrass Sikong Lei, so he stood up immediately.

"Why?" Sima Yao asked.

"No, Brother Lei has made it clear enough." Liu Xing asked.

"You!" Sima Yao twitched his mouth: "I can place an order of hundreds of millions of dollars in your bamboo god bamboo products workshop. If you drive me away like this, you are not afraid that I will withdraw it?"

"Huh, would I care about your order?" Liu Xing sneered.

"This..." Sima Yao was speechless.

Indeed, according to what he has learned about the bamboo-shen stick products workshop in the past few days, there is no difference between his orders and the orders without him, because the orders for the bamboo-shen stick products workshop have been scheduled until the end of next year.

His order can only be regarded as the icing on the cake, and it would not hurt to withdraw it.

Thinking of this, Sima Yao regretted his death. He put down Ruru in his hand and explained bitterly, "Liu Xing, I didn't mean to unite with Duanmuhui to deal with you. Now he is just like me, just wanting to know you. Did you take the scroll inside?"

"At that time, I looked at the Ming Dynasty Crown. You were there, don't you know if you took it?" Liu Xing looked at Sima Yao: "Besides, the ghost knows that there are scrolls in the Ming Dynasty Crown! Deposit you in the bank. Everyone knows that leaving the cabinet is not responsible, how come I am sure that I took the scroll?"

"This...this..." Sima Yao really couldn't explain it clearly.

Only then did he know that Liu Xing, a savvy kid, was simply not what he could handle.

Duan Muhui's complexion on the side was also not good. This Liu Xing actually instigated Sima Yao within minutes. Wouldn't the previously discussed plan be ruined?

Thinking of this, Duan Muhui pulled Sima Yao behind him: "Liu Xing, don't talk nonsense. If you don't hand over the scroll today, I can tell you that Jigongshan will not be so peaceful tomorrow."

"Yo! Dare to threaten me!" Liu Xing sneered: "Then you try and see who will regret it then."

"Duanmuhui, can't you talk like this?" Sima Yao glared at Duanmuhui anxiously: "Is there anything you can't say? When Liu Xing checked the Ming Dynasty crown, I was there and I didn't even look at it. What scroll do he get."

"You!!!" Duanmu Hui almost vomited blood.

At this moment, he turned to the enemy, and Sima Yao was really inferior to a beast.

But when he thought of Sima Yao's current situation, he opened his mouth and couldn't say much. He could only endure, and endure aggrievedly.

Liu Xing sneered: "Since everyone has talked to this point, then I will make it clear, not to mention that I didn't take the scroll, but how can you take me from the Duanmu family? Don't forget, then It does not belong to the Duanmu family, but belongs to the bamboo heritage."

"Can you keep your voice down?" Duan Muhui panicked when he heard the words, and came forward to cover Liu Xing's mouth.

But before he got close, he was pushed away by Si Konglei: "Get away, how can you approach Liu Xing."

"You!" Duan Muhui stared at Si Kong Lei and his eyes burst into flames.

Si Konglei was indifferent and stood beside Liu Xing with a sneer.

"Okay." Liu Xing said in a low voice: "Duanmuhui, I really don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If I take the scroll, I won't deny it. After all, I am a descendant of the bamboo god and have the right to get it. Your son wants to get the scroll too. Isn’t he a little foolishly dreaming?"

Without waiting for Duan Muhui's reply, Liu Xing said again: "You gave the fake Ming Dynasty crown to Wutong Valley for auction. You originally wanted to make a fortune, because the scroll is hidden in your memory in the real Ming Dynasty crown. , But later it was discovered that the scroll was accidentally placed in the fake Ming Dynasty crown, and this led to the oolong behind.

I’m not afraid to tell you the truth. I guessed all of this, but it’s justified, and I can still guess where the scroll is going, either in your son’s car or in the Sima family’s business car. But I prefer the former."

"Impossible. My son's car has been searched three times. Otherwise, you think I will be full to find Sima Yao's trouble, and come to your trouble!" Duan Muhui replied angrily.

"If you don't believe it, you can find it again, and I can use the instrument to help." Liu Xing teased.

"No need." Duan Muhui waved his hand and stopped: "My son's car to Wutong Valley also drove today. If you don't believe me, I can take him apart in front of everyone. If you don't find the scroll, you are not. Let me go to Jigong Mountain to search."

"Yes." Liu Xing replied.

"Are you sure?" Duan Muhui was a little panicked, after all he hadn't expected that Liu Xing would promise to be so happy after he killed him.

Of course, more importantly, based on his understanding of Jigongshan, when Liu Xing built the factory buildings and office buildings, he designed many institutions underground.

He really wants to take people to search, I'm afraid there will be no return.

"When do I speak?" Liu Xing looked at Duan Muhui with his hands on his back: "If you want to dismantle the car, hurry up, or get out of it if you don't dismantle it, I have to rest and sleep!"

"Okay! Okay! You wait for me." Duan Muhui, who was riding a tiger, also gave up on hearing the words, and all his people walked to a motorhome parked on the side of the road.

This RV is the one Duan Mulei took in Wutong Valley.

In 1995, it was the only one in China.

If it is torn down, the loss can be imagined.

But Duanmu's family has money, they don't care about it.