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"What the hell is going on?" Yi Yuan’s mood is very good. Suddenly, the auction house is its own source of income. It controls a large number of reselling and smuggling cultural relics and grave robbers, and some individuals and gangs also sell cultural relics at low prices. They buy cultural relics at low prices and then auction houses sell them at low prices. The profits are very rich.

"At two o’clock this afternoon, the auction was in progress, and suddenly the brigade police and armed police came. I didn’t hear the wind surrounding the surrounding areas in advance. I quickly evacuated people and went out through the secret exit. I didn’t expect it to be blocked. I saw that things were not good and escaped from the ventilation duct." Hao Feng said that it was urgent and quick to say that the forehead was full of sweat
Yi Yue listened to his face getting darker and tidied up his thoughts and then asked, "Didn’t you get any news beforehand?"
"No, when the police came, the sirens didn’t go off, and the brothers were arrested."
"The secret exit didn’t pass at ordinary times, and only a few people knew how it was blocked so accurately this time. It seems that someone tipped them off" and asked "Did you find out who led the police? What did Director Wang say? "
"Director Wang transferred the new one month ago, and I heard that there are some backgrounds. I just found out that the leader of this operation is a deputy director and new."
Hao Feng said that some people were thirsty, picked up the coffee table cup and drank it upside down. Then he said, "The human department of the auction house has been arrested, and even the auctioneers have been involved. It has not been released yet."
"This is when someone is jealous * * * and I don’t pay attention to the accident. I was only idle for a few months!" Yi’s eyebrows wrinkled up, and a deep hanging stitch mark was formed in the yintang.
An analysis of nearly half of the business that has controlled the cultural relics in these years makes it an impregnable business.
Tomb raiding, selling cultural relics and selling stolen goods in the ancient capital are countless, and cultural relics and public security departments are also unable to manage them. Besides, since they gained a firm foothold two years ago, they have not given less back to the society, which is regarded as good deeds.
All departments have been set up, and especially stubborn officials are unable to do so, so they can open their eyes and close their eyes. After all, they can donate some new officials if they do it themselves, and they can’t make any waves when they are under pressure.
As far as these gangs are concerned, they are also doing the same business, and they have done a lot of things to make an example over the years. They all know that they can’t do such a thing.
Although I have the ability to control myself, I didn’t eat this cake, and the other half is left. Unless outsiders are involved and colluding with people, I dare not lend them some courage. The more I think about it, the more it is.
"See if people can be released on bail. Whatever you think you have, check your peers one by one, and stab them in the back if their friends are not allowed to protect them. And the new director is looking for someone to explore the bottom. These people are bored with * * *." Yi Yue said that the colder the sound, the stronger the murder in his eyes and looked at Hao Feng.
Hao Feng suddenly shivered, feeling that the surrounding gas turned cold, and his scalp was numb, knowing that it was murderous stimulation, and he dared not look into his eyes. At this time, if he looked into his eyes, he would turn around and run.
According to the lesson, if you don’t look at him, you have to stare at his nose, so you won’t be too embarrassed, but the more you look at your body, the sweat will turn into a cold sweat.
Yi made a speech and soon came into the room. A person in his thirties looks like an ordinary face without punching a hole.
Yi said, "Yi Dong, you will help Hao Feng to do things with him later."
Yi Dong’s eyes changed a little and said, "Yes, master."
Easy to wave off two people go sit sofa meditation.
"This action seems to be aimed at the auction house trying to take it to the present, but it’s not a big deal for itself, but it can’t be cheap. According to the transaction volume, the loss can reach 200 million yuan. Fortunately, the usual preventive measures are strictly without too many loopholes."
"Running this thing is to worry about practicing after practice. When you accumulate money, you must not be as good as being skilled and skilled, or do some business faster."
"This family and the company’s industry, wealth, and important things have concerns about everything. It’s not as reckless as it was in previous years. When can it be refined? A bag of hands is not so strict at home every day …" Thinking about thinking about it, I decided to pick up the words and dialed a few numbers to get up one by one.
After a night of intense tension, some people in the ancient city are worried and some people are suffering from inhuman torture.
When the sun rises in the east, the survey results are also close to the end.
The first volume River car handling Chapter 7 Hotel confrontation
Zhou Wu’s brother Zhou Wen is a famous rich man in the city who runs a white business, and Zhou Wu is doing illegal business such as gambling and drugs.
However, I have always been jealous of Yi’s cultural relics business, and I want to keep it for myself. There have been several conflicts and I have been frustrated again and again.
Yi Jiao didn’t lose anything because he was tinkering around the edges. The root level of the two people was not equal, so he was taught a few lessons.
I didn’t expect Hao Feng and others to work all night to find out that it was Zhou Wugan by various means.
At the entrance of a villa in Linyuan villa area
Yi leisurely walked into the room, curled up in a mess with more than ten people groaning, and Hao Feng and a helper swore and kicked a few feet from time to time.
Yi Dong pointed a gun at a man kneeling in pajamas, who was dark and strong.
The man saw Yi coming in and said, "Yi, what do you mean? We’ll all forget about what happened in front of my house. "
Yi Hehe smiled two times. "Zhou Wu’s ability to learn from the previous lessons is not enough. Yesterday, he tipped off my auction house and caused me to lose 200 million yuan. What do you say?"
"I also heard that it wasn’t me …" Zhou Wujiang was calm and didn’t expect to find you so soon.
Yi hates it when he comes to the door, but he doesn’t say anything and kicks his chest before he finishes.
Suddenly, he fell backwards, slammed into the wall, screamed miserably, and then spit out one mouthful blood from his mouth.
Zhou Wu’s face was so red that he felt like his insides were in a position, but he didn’t care that the previous times were tinkering around the edges. It seems that this time it is true
"No, stop fighting."
"Ah … ahem … I really didn’t do it."
Yi is that no matter how many places to kick this person before picking meat, he will not see the coffin without tears and ask questions before judging the result.
Zhou Wu got to know Song Jian from Beijing through Zhou Wen. His family’s capital is quite powerful, and there are still some relatives. There is no contact at ordinary times. This time, something happened in Beijing and he was arranged to go to the ancient capital by his family.
During a small talk, I went to the auction house of local cultural relics, which was very profitable, and then Song Jian was alive and wanted to get involved.
Zhou Wu valued the potential of Song Jian’s family, and Song Jian valued the power of Zhou Wu. After a few months, they took control of half the business.
The two men’s ambitions are inflated, and the profits of this business are really huge. They want a monopoly. Song Jianlai wants to catch Yi directly and effectively through the official and then directly annex Yi business, but Zhou Wu has stopped it.
It’s said that Yi Kung Fu is very powerful, and there are a lot of helpers and some fugitives who have a good skill and wear explosives every day. Don’t push it.
Or put the auction end first, and then Song Jian gave up, and then transferred the original director to a new director through the forces in Beijing. It took more than a month to act … There are some plans to suppress it slowly.
"Brother Yi is not easy … don’t hit me this time, but it’s true. It’s all his doing. I’ll buy off an auctioneer of yours and then ask about the situation. Then I’ll deal with him. I didn’t do anything. I’ll pay for all the money in the auction house." Zhou Wu’s face was full of tears, and his pajamas were black and blue. It was also a footprint.
Yi asked some more questions, then asked Zhou Wu to tidy up and went to Song Jian with a helper.
It’s already noon when I came to Shuangda Hotel. It belongs to five-star industry and Zhou Wen industry. Song Jian lives here.
Yi et al., a total of seven cars got into the car one by one, all dressed in black, with black trousers and waist, and their eyes were red all night, and they were all big-waisted and round people, especially those who were easy to kill. It was not a packet.
The waiters and staff at the door were afraid to look at each other, and some customers who passed by the hotel also pulled over to dodge.
Easy to let Zhou Wu go ahead. At this time, Zhou Wu has changed his clothes and face. There is no scar, but he looks withering and asks a few words at the front desk. He knows Song Jian and Zhou Wenzheng’s top floor.
Half took the stairs, half took the stairs, then went to the top floor and went in. It was a rather spacious hall. A bunch of people had already posed, one by one with pistols and dark guns pointed at everyone.
The change of hands is a battle-hardened figure. The gunman has long been very calm and the opposite person has not shown a flustered expression.
There are two people across the street, a suit and tie in his forties, with a white face and a flustered face.
Another man in his twenties, wearing casual clothes, has a narrow face, narrow triangular eyes, medium appearance and a dignified expression.
Yi stretched out his left hand and grabbed Zhou Wu’s hair next to him. Zhou Wu seemed to accept his life and didn’t resist his numbness, but his eyes flashed with pain.
Yi looked at the two people in the opposite room and regarded the gang with guns as handsome. Their faces were destroyed by a pair of murderous eyes. Some ferocious corners of their mouths pulled out a sneer gesture and said to the young man, "You are Song Jian, right?"
"I’m Song Jian." Song Jian was a little flustered and easily approached. Suddenly, his hair stood up and his breathing was not smooth. Yi Yi felt that his eyes were harsh and he quickly looked away and barely spoke five words.
Yi shook his left hand hard, and Zhou Wu screamed. The people with guns across the street shook their hands tightly.
The man in his forties was in a hurry and panic and said, "Let my brother have something to discuss quickly."
"Zhou Wen, you * * * shut up for me without your words." Yi said and looked at Song Jian coldly. "Who am I if people don’t talk in secret? It seems that you also know that being alone has a group of desperate brothers. Zhou Wu said that you are from Beijing and now I am closed. Should you give an account?" There is a strong threat in speech.
Song Jianyuan’s plan was to end the auction house first and then kill Yi step by step. Unexpectedly, Yi found out so quickly and arrested Zhou Wu.
At present, the gun confrontation between the two sides is at best a deadlock, and no one can stand it. After today, he will make a determined effort to clean up his heart, and his eyes can’t help but flash a little cold light.
The first volume River car handling Chapter Man of Practice
"Who are you? I don’t know you. What do you mean? Put the gun down for me. Don’t get upset. Armed guns without permission, but the police will come soon after breaking the law." Song Jian turned his eyes and answered irrelevant questions with a quick laugh.