Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Zhang Qishan suddenly asked, "You said yourself that this isn't your place. Can you guarantee that you'll get an answer if you contact Italy?"

Chen Yan calmly replied, "That's a question for me to consider, not for you."

"You want me to step down and hand over the reins to Chen Pi, and that's not just about venting Chen Pi's anger, is it?"

Zhang Qishan frowned slightly as he looked at Chen Yan: "As long as I am not the head of the Nine Gates, even if the organization wants to find something from the Zhang family, it will need Chen Pi's help."

"Aren't you afraid that Chen Pi won't be able to escape this time?"

Chen Yan sneered: "You're overthinking it."

Chen Yan glanced at Zhang Qishan: "You should be glad that I only brought one group of people. Otherwise, any one of the people in that organization you mentioned who dared to mess with my father would be dead before they saw the sun tomorrow."

Zhang Qishan was slightly taken aback, then thought for a moment, stood up and said, "Come with me."

We'll talk about what Lao Ba did later. Giving Chen Pi the position of head of the Nine Gates isn't a big deal.

After all, he was the defense commander of Changsha, and that was the key point.

This is something that dried tangerine peel cannot replace.

If the head of the Nine Gates were to speak...

Zhang Qishan, on the contrary, felt that with Chen Yan around, the Nine Gates might have a different ending.

Zhang Qishan was skeptical of what Chen Yan said.

However, he carefully considered every word Chen Yan said, especially if that time really came.

Perhaps the thoughts of the various family heads are indeed the same as what Chen Yan said.

Therefore, what he said is 70% credible.

The remaining three points depend on whether Chen Yan can contact Italy and get a batch of supplies sent over.

The two got up and left the office. Zhang Rishan's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to come up, he saw Zhang Qishan leading Chen Yan directly to the study.

Zhang Rishan was stunned. Did Buddha really believe this kid's words?

After entering the study, Zhang Qishan said, "The telegraph machine is in the secret room. Go and use it."

He opened the secret chamber and turned to look at Chen Yan: "Dare you go in?"

Chen Yan did not answer and walked past him into the secret room.

Zhang Qishan chuckled lightly. This kid has guts, after all.

In this respect, it's quite similar to dried tangerine peel.

Turning to look at Zhang Rishan, Zhang Qishan said helplessly, "Go and bring in some tea and snacks. Don't try anything funny."

Zhang Rishan gave an "oh" and turned to leave, looking somewhat unhappy.

Zhang Qishan walked to the side and sat down to wait for Chen Yan.

Chen Yan used a telegraph machine to contact his family.

soon.

The telegram has been sent back.

Only one sentence: {Who are you?}

Chen Yan clicked his tongue, just as Zhang Qishan came in to deliver some snacks. He asked, "Is there a problem?"

Chen Yan sighed and said, "Both my stepfather and my biological father are younger than me, so I'm unhappy."

Zhang Qishan:.........

After putting down the snacks, Zhang Qishan asked, "Can I watch it?"

"what ever."

Zhang Qishan nodded, then moved closer to take a look, his face darkening.

"What is this?"

"Italian."

Chen Yan spoke casually, but his tone betrayed his smugness.

look.

Feel free to look around.

As long as you can understand it, that's fine.

Zhang Qishan took a step back, leaning against the wall, and looked at Chen Yan sending a telegram: "You said it yourself, your stepfather is younger than you, do you think he'll believe you?"

"You don't understand."

After casually replying, Chen Yan sent over the secret code he used with his stepfather.

This time, there was no quick reply.

It was nearly an hour later that the telegraph machine finally made a sound.

Zhang Qishan glanced at Chen Yan's expression without showing any emotion, only to find that the boy truly showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

It seems that judging the progress of things by facial expressions is no longer an effective method.

Chen Yan wrote a long string of Italian words on a piece of paper next to him before putting down his pen.

"You must be quite young, right? Why are you using something from this era?"

Zhang Qishan was always finding fault.

Chen Yan calmly replied to his stepfather, saying, "I'm a genius."

Actually, that wasn't the case. His stepfather had shown off the telegraph machine he used to have, and Chen Yan was not convinced, so he insisted on having a replica of the telegraph machine from that time made, and then he would spend all his free time tinkering with the telegraph machine.

I learned it in no time.

Zhang Qishan didn't say anything more after hearing this.

After replying, Chen Yan stopped guarding the place and got up to stretch his body.

He casually picked up the paper he had just copied.

As he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, he said, "Done."

"That's it?"

Zhang Qishan said noncommittally, "So cautious? None of the people here can read Italian."

"If you can't understand it, it's because you're incompetent."

Chen Yan watched as the paper burned to ashes before turning back and saying, "It's my business if I burn it."

"What about the weapons and equipment?"

Chen Yan calmly said, "Just wait."

Zhang Qishan raised an eyebrow and asked, "You know the timeframe; the people of Changsha can't wait much longer."

Chen Yan took a step toward the door, raised his hand and patted Zhang Qishan's shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and said with a light laugh, "Then we'll see when our Great Buddha Zhang will step down."

He then walked past him and went out.

As Zhang Qishan turned to leave, Zhang Rishan looked at him and said, "Buddha, he's gone."

Zhang Qishan nodded and said, "Have someone keep an eye on the Chen family, and also on Eighth Master's side. Keep a close eye on them."

"Yes."

Zhang Rishan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Master, do you think this kid is telling the truth?"

Zhang Qishan was unaware of what had just happened on the first floor, so he said, "Probably."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Rishan pursed his lips and said nothing more.

For Zhang Rishan now, helping outsiders deal with his wife's Crescent Hotel is simply impossible.

But even the Buddha said that this person's words were 80% credible.

What happened after that?

Why would he do that?

Chen Yan went straight back to the Chen family home.

Zhang Qishan was waiting, and Chen Yan and the others were also waiting.

They didn't have to wait long. Just as Lu Jianxun was still jumping around trying to cause trouble, he met Chen Yan and found out more about him.

Zhang Qishan received a message from his superior.

Lu Jianxun was dismissed from his post, and Zhang Qishan was instructed to immediately arrange for someone to escort Lu Jianxun over.

Furthermore, his superior implied to Zhang Qishan that the position of head of the Nine Gates was not important, and that he should just let it go, as there were better things waiting for him.

Zhang Qishan understood instantly.

He just didn't understand what Chen Yan's stepfather did.

How can someone have such great abilities?

If he were to ask Chen Yan, Chen Yan would only tell him: "Members of the Mafia aren't just businessmen, my friend."

Chen Yan's stepfather is only fifteen years old this year.

The reason he dared to go to the Second Imperial Mausoleum in the World back then was that he knew it was very likely that he would die at the hands of the enemy.

One reason was for Chen Yan's health, and another reason was that he himself became a godfather at the age of thirteen.

He believed that even if he died, his children could still become godfathers at the age of thirteen, just like him.

That's why Chen Yan, even though he, Lao Jiu, and Meng Hu were the only three people there, still dared to be so arrogant.

Chen Yan knew that his stepfather was his biggest trump card.