Bright Era

Eight black shadows sneaked into the three buildings, and quickly shuttled through the buildings in groups of two.

It's strange to say that a mansion like No.1 Shenghui Avenue needs three to five hundred servants to guard it. But now in the huge mansion, there are only two male and female servants, and there are only a few guards guarding them.

Both the servants and the servants were ordinary people, and they were easily put to the ground by the eight assassins. Among the remaining dozen or so guards, the weakest one is of the mid-level status, and the strongest one has even half-stepped into the threshold of heaven. But the eight assassins silently attacked from behind with various hidden weapons and drugs, and these guards were brought down before they could make a sound.

In just one cup of tea, everyone in the three buildings was unconscious. Lin Qi and Longcheng, wearing masks, walked into the main building from the main entrance and walked through the living room with great care. .

A lot of flowers were thrown on the ground, and Lin Qi threw himself on a pitch-black vase full of waist height like a hungry wolf. The vase with pitch-black shading has ancient and mysterious patterns drawn with red glaze. It is a vase that has been handed down from the dark period!

What's more rare is that after at least thousands of years of wind and rain, this vase is as clean as new, without any flaws at all. Lin Qi greedily stroked the moving curve of the vase, his saliva almost flowed all over the floor. Reluctantly stroking for a while, he quickly took off his boots and socks, and stuffed the vase into his left ankle.

The Dragon City who witnessed all of this almost fainted—this kid actually has a spatial magic weapon? What's more terrible is that this guy actually put a precious spatial magic weapon on his ankle? what is this? This kid is too disrespectful of those great masters who can make spatial magical weapons!

Dragon City is respected in the East, with a noble background, and he also has such things as space magical tools, but this time because of a bet with someone, the other party restricted the conditions, so he could not bring it out. It was precisely because he also had a space magic weapon that Longcheng knew how rare this kind of thing was. Unless it had a good cooperative relationship with those forces with powerful space magicians, it would be impossible for the space magic weapon to flow out.

The value of any spatial magical weapon is extremely high, and it is impossible for ordinary nobles to see such rare props. But what about Lin Qi? He actually put a spatial magic weapon on his ankle!

"I hope he doesn't have foot odor!" Longcheng cursed viciously: "I hope the master who made this magic weapon will not see this, otherwise this kid will definitely be unlucky, I swear, he will be unlucky!"

Whispering greetings to Lin Qi, Longcheng also scurried around the hall like a remnant cloud. He couldn't take away those valuable but too big things, but there were also a lot of valuable but small things in the hall.

For example, in the sofa circle in the corner of the hall, the cigar box placed on the coffee table, the inner layer of the box is supported by a thousand-year-old wood, and the box is inlaid with a sea-blue gem the size of a baby's fist. The size of a baby's fist, the cut is almost perfect, and the color is pure and flawless. Blue Weiwei is like a gem of the ocean.

"It's worth a million!" Longcheng quickly estimated the price of the cigar box. He grabbed the small box that was only half a square square, and stuffed it into the cloth bag behind it contentedly. Poorly, he didn't carry the space magic weapon with him, so he could only choose these small but high-value things to carry.

Lin Qi had swept away the most valuable batch of furnishings in the hall like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. He stuffed the smaller but valuable objects into four vases, and then stuffed the four vases into the anklet. There are also eight assassins carrying large black leather bags on the side, searching for various valuables in the hall very professionally.

Except for the antique furniture that was too large, no one moved them. All the valuables in the hall were just a cup of tea and they were scouted away-even the jewels inlaid on the antique furniture were also slapped by swift hands and feet. The city pulled down.

The hall was completely washed out, and a group of people quickly rushed to the second floor. Lin Qi went straight to the drawing room made of Mingguang ebony, and with a rude and savage sword pried a ebony board from the wall. The eight assassins were shaped like wind, and they quickly cooperated with Lin Qi to pry off the ebony plates one by one, tied them neatly with ropes, and then rushed to the backyard.

The fence in the backyard has been twisted into a big hole, and a large area of ​​flowers and trees has been violently levelled. A group of sturdy black-faced men took twelve long four-wheeled trucks hiding in the shadow of the trees to meet them, and quickly loaded the belongings brought by the assassins into the carriage.

Lin Qi and the others searched the building in full swing, and more than two dozen big men who met in the backyard also joined the search team. They were raging in the building like a tornado, but within 30 minutes they took away the convenient belongings in the main building. The search was clean-even the pure gold and silver tableware in the kitchen, not even a spoon.

After the main building is cleaned, it is the auxiliary building. The two auxiliary buildings are also extremely luxurious. One bedroom in one of the auxiliary buildings is actually made of prehistoric mammoth ivory as the main building material; the corresponding one of the other auxiliary buildings The guest rooms are built with narwhal bones as the main material.

Lin Qi and the others violently dismantled these materials ecstatically, and installed all the antique scrolls and various furnishings on the vehicle.

During the winter, Lin Qi was busy sweating profusely. Those most precious possessions were taken into his anklet by him, and his eyes were sprayed with golden light, developed, and developed. If he could convert these treasures today into gold coins, Lin Qi might not be the number one in the mainland. A rich man, but he can definitely squeeze into the top two hundred richest people in mainland China.

There was already a huge golden coffin flashing in Lin Qi's eyes-when he died, at least he had made enough money for a pure golden coffin.

He hummed and hurried, Lin Qi contentedly searched all the exhibits in a showroom, and suddenly an assassin emerged from him like a ghost: "Master, we found a secret room under the main building. Are you going to see it?"

The secret room under the main building? Lin Qi quickly connected the news with terms such as treasure. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Of course I have to go and see, uh, be careful of the mechanism, ask Shanglongcheng to go with him, and let him go and clear the way."

The contents of the two auxiliary buildings were almost searched, and Lin Qi quickly led people into the tunnel leading to the secret room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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