Chapter 1420 Limited sincerity

Wang Huanming was calm, but his figure quickly flashed into the inner room. There were two urns on the cabinet in the corner of the room, which were the kind of digging out of the Li family's ancestral tomb. What surprised him was that there was a cell phone next to him. It rang as soon as he got closer. Wang Huanming calmed down and stepped forward to pick it up and answered.

A gloomy word came from my ears: "Let Li Denghui come to listen to the phone, otherwise I will take out my bones to bask in the sun!"

When Li Denghui held the phone, he shouted, "What are you going to do?"

There was still a gloomy laughter on the other end of the phone, like a harsh sound from a coffin breaking out from the grave: "Gangmaster Li, first return two urns to express our sincerity. If you don't return the Seven-Star Sword, then I will smash all the remaining urns and let your ancestors suffer from the sun!"

In the customs of the old generation, exposing the corpse to the sun was the greatest unfilial piety of future generations.

Li Denghui's hand holding the phone tightened instantly, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are so despicable! Do you have any grudges in the world to dig my ancestral grave? I warn you, if you dare to move half a hair in the urn, I will kill you even if I chase you to the ends of the world, and peel off your skin and bones!"

The other party burst into laughter, and when the laughter stopped, it fell down something.

The sound of the broken porcelain made Li Denghui feel nervous. Although he was not sure that it was the movement of the urn falling to the ground, he was still shouting hysterically: "Bastard, what have you fallen? Could it be that you really fell down my urn? I want to kill you, kill you!"

The other party laughed again and said meaningfully: "Oh, sorry!

Gang Li, don’t worry too much. I accidentally dropped the teacup on the ground just now, but I don’t know whether the urn will fall down next time. It depends on Gang Li’s sincerity. Okay, let’s get back to the point, I will see the Seven Star Sword tonight!”

Li Denghui took a deep breath and then replied helplessly: "Okay! How can I give it to you?"

The other party seemed very satisfied with Li Denghui's compromise, and said with a smile: "Gangmaster Li finally admitted that the Seven Star Sword is in his hand, so we can continue to talk. It's very simple. You can ask someone to take out the things now and then send them to the Cemetery as quickly as possible! I'll call you later!"

Li Denghui endured his anger and replied repeatedly: "Okay! OK!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Denghui punched the wall with a punch, and blood flowed out from his fingers. Everyone could see that he was burning with anger. As the overlord of Lingwan who had tens of thousands of soldiers, he was forced to do nothing by several thieves. Not only was he dug up the ancestral grave, but he also had to compromise with the other party to exchange the Seven-Star Sword.

But before he saw the urn, he was helpless.

After thinking for a while, he shouted to his confidant, "Let's go and go back to the villa with me!" Then he looked at Wang Huanming: "From now on, you will be by my side and wait for orders. Young people must be bloody and energetic. Never be like those hall masters who cultivate their own character. The older they get, the more greedy they are, the more they are afraid of death. The Qingshou Gang can only rely on you young people!

If the Qingshou Gang is as smart as you, why should I be humiliated like this? What's your name?"

Wang Huanming had no joy on his face and replied lightly: "Wang Huanming!"

Li Denghui nodded solemnly and repeated his name twice: "Wang Huanming? OK!

Wang Huanming nodded slightly and responded respectfully: "Huanming understands!"

The reprimanded hall masters envied Wang Huanming for being lucky today, and hated him for being too popular. Li Denghui didn't say anything anymore, turned around and walked downstairs. Wang Huanming immediately followed him, and the two urns were held by the other confidants, covering the black cloth and red paper to transport them back to the cemetery.

Thirty minutes later, Li Denghui came out of the villa with the Seven-Star Sword.

I'm afraid he didn't expect that the other party would be so bold. As soon as Li Denghui walked out of the garden gate, two unlicensed black cars slowly drove in the distance. The highly vigilant Qingshou Gang quickly felt something was wrong, so he quickly blocked Li Denghui and showed off various weapons at the same time.

Wang Huanming's eyes were cold but he did not move.

The car stopped in front of Li Denghui without any danger. Six men in black-clothed clothes were walking out of the car. They were all wearing mirrors. The leader was even more huge. He was playing with something similar to the remote control in his hand and shouted loudly to Li Denghui: "Gangmaster Li, I am here to get the things!"

When Li Denghui heard that the other party was a grave digger, he rushed forward regardless of the danger.

The leader of the team leader reached out to stop Li Denghui and smiled meaningfully: "Gangmaster Li is a little restless. He is so anxious to see his ancestors, so it is not bad for me to be scared by you and break it. Besides, the urn is priceless for Gangmaster Li, hehe!"

He wanted to say trash, but he still held back.

Seeing six urns with their own inscriptions, Li Denghui gritted his teeth and cursed: "Grandma's ball! You are really villains, you are threatening me with my ancestors. OK, I'll admit defeat this time, everyone will exchange things with each other, but you'd better get out of Lingwan quickly, otherwise I'll blow up your bird eggs!"

Because there are many people on our side, Li Denghui is not worried that they will run away.

The black box containing the antiques was quickly handed over to the black leader. He opened the box and carefully checked the authenticity of the Seven Swords. After confirming that it was genuine, he reached out to pinch the box carefully. When Li Denghui's face changed slightly, the leader took out two miniature eavesdropping weapons, and he showed a playful smile at Li Denghui.

The eavesdropping device quietly fell to the ground, and the leader stepped on his feet in time.

He shrugged and said lightly: "The sincerity of Gang Li is indeed limited."

Li Denghui's face was not blushing, and he said meaningfully: "If you were in my position, I'd probably do this too. Stop talking nonsense. You have experienced the authenticity of the Seven-Star Sword. It's time to return the urn to me. If you dare to play any tricks, I will even tear you to pieces!"

The black-clad leader waved his hand gently, and six subordinates handed over the urn.

Several Li Denghui's confidants immediately rushed forward, as if they were the bones of their ancestors. Li Denghui's eyes swept across the sealed mouth with sharp eyes. He knew that he had not been pried open, so he felt relieved: "You are still tactful and did not do anything traitorous, but there are still six urns? Where?"

The black-clad team leader who was close to the car flashed a smile and replied in a scheming manner: "Don't worry, Gang Master Li, the remaining six are intact, but we will not tell you after we leave Lingwan. Otherwise, with the power of the Qingshou Gang, we will easily turn into corpses. Do you think this is the reason?"

Li Denghui's face changed drastically and he shouted in a deep voice: "What a joke! If you disappear without a trace, won't I never find the six urns? You don't believe me, and I don't believe you either. Please send all the urns over, otherwise you will be kept and exchanged for goods!"

The black-clad team leader was calm and replied lightly: "Gang Master Li, our lives are worthless!"

When he said these two sentences, six men in black were already protecting him, with a shaky short sword in his hand. The leader quickly got into the car. Seeing that he was about to leave, Li Denghui suddenly became fierce and issued an order: "It's too much to deceive people! Let's leave them all!"

The Qingshou Gang immediately rushed forward, and the weapons were ringing.

However, the black-clothed team leader came prepared. The car in front drove across the car and blocked the main road of the garden. In addition, six black-clothed men guarded both sides, the number of members of the Qingshou Gang could not be fully utilized, so the leader had enough time to leave calmly. Of course, Li Denghui could not allow him to run away.

The murderous intention appeared and shouted in a deep voice: "Wang Huanming, take them down!"

Wang Huanming bounced up and jumped over the man in black in front.

The three men in black behind felt his might and rushed over. The man in front even slashed at Wang Huanming in the air. The latter's legs were hovering in the air, like a gymnast's saddle horse circling. At the same time, his left hand quickly loosened the man in black's trouser legs and gently stroked his right wrist.

In the moment of flash, Wang Huanming easily snatched the short knife held by the man in black. When the other party was slightly stunned, before he could feel the pain in his wrist and how the short knife was taken away, Wang Huanming's figure rotated rapidly in the air like a top, simple and simple.

At the same time, the left arm was swung out, and the cold light in his hand disappeared, and all the sank into the neck of the man in black.

As the blood splattered, a cold light appeared again, but there was a fiery red monster on it. Wang Huanming's body fell to the ground, and the body of the man in black shook loudly in the middle. With a muffled groan, a short knife appeared in his throat. His black eyes raised out of his eye sockets, staring at Wang Huanming like a dead fish eye, which contained fear from the bottom of his heart.

He said hoarsely and vaguely: "You...you..."

Wang Huanming didn't look at him, his legs gently tapped the ground and instantly ejected into front of the man in black. His body curled up strangely in the air, and his arms quickly stroked his neck. When the blood was flying, the life of the man in black disappeared, and his eyes were also filled with unwillingness and disbelief!

In the blink of an eye, all three men in black died.

However, the car where the black-clad leader was located had already driven out seven or eight meters. When Wang Huanming was about to pursue, a black thing suddenly threw out from the car and drew an arc toward Li Denghui. The faint smell of gunpowder changed Wang Huanming's face. He turned around and shot back four or five meters back, kicking the thing away in the air.

boom!

A loud bang cut through everyone's ears, and the things exploded in the air. Many Qingshou Gang members fell to the ground, with very small iron fragments on their bodies or faces. Li Denghui looked at the gang members with a pale face and murmured to himself: "Even the grenade is used, it's his grandmother's desperation!"
Chapter completed!