Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Chen Yan would have to be willing to trade Zhang Longban's life for the lives of his own family!

Zhang Long half-covered his face, and everyone else fell silent.

A dark glint flashed in Zhang Haike's eyes: "Qianjun, give me the Cloud Piercing Arrow, I'll deliver it!"

Zhang Long lowered his hand and looked at Zhang Haike, who said, "Second Uncle, we need to make Chen Yan understand our thoughts."

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhang Haixing looked at her brother with concern, but Zhang Haike shook his head and said nothing.

He and Zhang Qianjun got up and left the meeting room.

Zhang Haiqi looked at Zhang Longban: "Are you sure nothing will happen?"

"Don't worry, with the young clan leader following along, and Hai Ke not looking for trouble, Chen Yan will need this, so naturally he won't do anything to Hai Ke."

Just as the Zhang family in Hong Kong were figuring out how to prevent Chen Yan from attacking them.

The Wu family.

Wu Yiqiong looked at the waiter in front of him, who was sitting in the main seat with his legs crossed, his expression indifferent: "What did you see?"

A waiter was kneeling in front of him, kowtowing desperately: "Sir, sir, I really didn't see anything! Sir, please spare me!"

Wu Yiqiong sighed without blinking, "Men, drag him away and clean him up."

As he spoke, he stood up and slowly walked towards the door. When the waiter was pulled up, he knew he wasn't going to survive. With a crazed look on his face, he shouted at Wu Yiqiong's retreating figure, "Wu Yiqiong! Heaven is watching what you do! Your Wu family's nemesis has arrived!"

"Hahaha, Chen Yan won't let you get away with this."

"The Wu family is doomed!"

Wu Yiqiong stood under the eaves, watching his assistant being led to the backyard. He reached out and caught the raindrops from the sky, looking at the rain in his palm without any change in his expression.

Everyone assumed that after clearing his name, he had never paid attention to the Wu family and the Nine Gates for so many years.

but.

Wu Yiqiong knew perfectly well that clearing his name and having him give birth to Wu Xie were all part of a well-planned scheme.

The second and third sons were chosen by their father. He originally wanted the second son to be the head of the family and do the farm work, while the third son would manage the eleventh warehouse.

Unfortunately, although the third child is young, he looks more like his father when he was young.

So his father decided that he would clear his name and leave the Wu family and the Nine Gates after giving birth to Wu Xie.

The second son doesn't openly interfere in the affairs of the Nine Gates and the Wu family, but manages the Eleven Warehouses, occupying a special position within the Nine Gates.

It's convenient to support the third child anytime.

The third son inherited the family business.

Wu Yiqiong didn't understand. According to the Wu family's calculations, things shouldn't have turned out this way.

Everything was supposed to go according to their plan.

Back then, the third brother was even able to change Master Jie's plans.

Why did the Wu family, who were always successful, suffer such a complete setback when they encountered Chen Yan?

Wu Xie's mother slowly approached Wu Yiqiong and draped a coat over his shoulders.

Standing beside him, looking at the flowers in the garden, she spoke softly but clearly: "Yi Qiong, don't bother, you can't beat Chen Yan."

Wu Yiqiong didn't look at her, but gazed at the sky, and asked softly, "Did Mother tell you this?"

"Um."

Wu Xie's mother sighed and said, "I said that Chen Yan had laid out the plan before he came back, and as soon as he returned, he cut off all the Chen family's obstacles."

"This means that Chen Yan has definitely been planning this for a long time, and most importantly, you haven't noticed."

Turning her head to look at her husband, she continued, "Once we're poor, those things can't be hidden anymore."

A bitter look flashed in Wu Yiqiong's eyes: "It can't be covered up... Yes."

"I knew before I came back that it couldn't be kept under wraps any longer."

Wu Yiqiong slowly lowered his hand, turning his gaze to his wife: "But what can I do? Let everyone know—my father, me, the second and third sons, even my mother—are all in the know. You know, having children is just for scheming?"

"Should we let everyone know how many people the Wu family used to produce the seed, and how much human oil they extracted, in order to make Wu Xie the unique and special one?"

Wu Yiqiong's tone was full of bitterness: "This child, the Wu family has wronged him."

Madam Wu sighed and looked towards the garden in the distance: "Yiqiong, as your wife, I know everything you've done, and I'm also part of the operation."

"But as a mother, I am grateful for Chen Yan's appearance."

"At least this way, I can still keep my only child."

Wu Yiqiong silently embraced his wife, stroking her hair with his hand, and said softly, "But Chen Yan will not let the Wu family go. Chen Yan doesn't even need to take action against the Wu family; the Wu family will die from the backlash."

"Xiao Xie is still useful in Chen Yan's plan, so Xiao Xie is definitely safe."

"But once Chen Yan's plan ends, Xiao Xie will lose his purpose. Chen Yan may not kill him, but he will definitely abandon him."

Madam Wu's eyes reddened as she hugged Wu Yiqiong, her heart filled with regret.

How could I have been so bewitched and listened to my husband?

It's too late to regret it now; it's too late.

Wu Xie was unaware of his parents' current thoughts. He was running with Fatty while casually dropping off the "evidence" that Lao Jiu had given them.

Old Nine shouted, "Get in the car!"

After Wu Xie and Wang Yueban ran out for their lives, they jumped into the car, which sped off like a rocket.

Wang Yueban and Wu Xie turned to look behind them; those people didn't chase after them.

The two looked at each other, both breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to sit down.

The ninth man in the passenger seat spoke quickly: "Next stop, Yinchuan."

"Yinchuan? Why go to Yinchuan?"

Wu Xie asked, somewhat puzzled, "If it's for immortality, then my third uncle and the others have never been to Yinchuan. What would we be doing going to Yinchuan?"

Wang Yueban glanced behind him and said, "Ninth Brother, is there anything special about Yinchuan?"

Old Jiu's fingers flew across the computer screen as he said, "We need something from the mines in Yinchuan."

"What is it?"

"What's still in the mine?"

Wu Xie and Wang Yueban looked at Lao Jiu with suspicion. Lao Jiu didn't answer, but just looked at the computer and said, "You'll find out."

Closing the laptop, Lao Jiu instructed, "Speed ​​up."

"Yes."

The driver immediately slammed on the gas. Wu Xie and Wang Yueban exchanged a glance and said nothing. They decided not to ask any more questions. They would just do whatever Lao Jiu said.

They have no choice now.

But those who caught up from behind were no longer all of them.

Because some people from all walks of life and the mafia had entered the sanatorium, only a small number of people were able to catch up.

But that's exactly what Lao Jiu wanted: not too many people, just enough.