One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"An isolated island? A barrier?"

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes, her tone full of undisguised disdain.

"President Qu, have you been in a high and mighty leadership position for too long that you've forgotten how to do manual labor?"

"If he refuses to leave, why don't you just knock him out, put him in a sack, and carry him back?"

"Negotiations? Are you dating him?"

Qu Tong was speechless after being confronted on the other end of the phone.

That's an old monster who has mastered the Six Treasuries of Immortal Thieves!

Knock them out and stuff them into sacks?

You make it sound so easy! Why don't you try hitting one yourself?!

"Real person, the situation on Nathan Island is very complicated..." Qu Tong wanted to explain further.

"I don't care how complicated it is, I only care about the result."

Zhang Tianyi interrupted her directly, his tone turning cold.

"I'll give you some information for free."

"There are three old monster Onmyoji from the Japanese devils who are also looking for Ruan Feng."

"They offered an astronomical price, and even used mercenaries from the Quanxing faction."

Zhang Tianyi rocked back and forth in the rocking chair for a moment, then slowly reminded him:

"Qu Tong, you'd better be careful, or you'll get killed by those cunning old foxes!"

"They're incredibly ruthless!!"

Chapter 213 Accidentally Entering the Imperial Family! The Wang Family's Golden Toad Pavilion!

As night fell completely, the lights in Xishan Manor came on.

Zhang Chulan was in a good mood today, so he indulged in two extra bottles of Maotai during dinner.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, legs crossed, holding a large teacup in his hands. His eyes were a little unfocused, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"Creak" sound.

The villa's gate was pushed open from the outside.

Feng Xingtong, wearing a black jacket and a baseball cap, walked in hurriedly.

"Brother Chu Lan!"

As soon as Feng Xingtong entered, she looked around. Seeing that Zhang Tianyi wasn't downstairs, she quickly approached Zhang Chulan and lowered her voice:

“My dad asked me to pick you up. He said there’s an important event that needs your presence tonight.”

"Hiccup~~"

Zhang Chulan let out a burp, and a rich, savory aroma of soy sauce wafted straight to Feng Xingtong's face.

He slapped his thigh, stood up unsteadily, and waved his hand with an air of heroic grandeur:

"No problem! Chairman Feng's scheme is a scheme by family!"

"Lead the way! Tonight, I'll be your World Society's top henchman!"

Feng Xingtong frowned as he smelled the strong aroma of alcohol and watched Zhang Chulan's noticeably unsteady gait.

He quickly reached out to support her, muttering worriedly in a low voice:

"Wait... Brother Chu Lan, how much did you drink?"

"The place we're going to tonight is a tough one, a real mixed bag. Are you sure you can handle this? Maybe we should reschedule?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened, he flung Feng Xingtong's hand away, patted his chest, and looked humiliated.

"Who said I'm drunk?! I'm perfectly sober!"

"It's just two bottles of Maotai, isn't it? This is nothing! Let me tell you, my current state is called 'slightly tipsy'! That's when my fighting power is at its peak!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan turned his head and shouted at Feng Baobao, who was squatting in front of the TV, cracking walnuts with her golden scepter:

"Bao'er! Grab your tools! Let's go out and get to work!"

Without turning her head, Feng Baobao stuffed the walnut kernels in her hand into her mouth, casually picked up the shovel placed in the corner, and followed without expression.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Chulan waved his hand and, with Feng Baobao in tow, arrogantly walked out the door.

Feng Xingtong watched the two figures walk away, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

……

The three people got into a black Audi driven by Feng Xingtong.

Feng Xingtong sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

Zhang Chulan sat casually in the passenger seat, rolled the window down halfway, and let the cool night breeze of Beijing blow on his face.

"Xingtong, which way are we heading?"

As Zhang Chulan blew in the wind, he asked in a high-pitched voice, the feeling of his lisp still not completely gone.

"Go to an underground brothel in Panjiayuan."

Feng Xingtong, focused on the road conditions, answered casually.

The car wound its way through the city for about ten kilometers.

Just as I was about to turn onto a main road, the traffic ahead suddenly slowed down and formed a long queue.

Red and blue police lights flashed in the night.

"Well, we've run into a DUI checkpoint."

Feng Xingtong stepped on the brakes and slowly moved forward, following the car in front of him.

He turned to look at Zhang Chulan in the passenger seat and gave him a worried reminder:

"Brother Chu Lan, when the traffic police come over, try not to say anything. You smell of alcohol, don't cause any unnecessary trouble."

"Oh, I know, I know, you drive your car."

Zhang Chulan waved his hand dismissively.

Soon, it was their turn to drive.

A traffic policeman, holding a glowing baton, walked to the driver's side and knocked on the window.

Feng Xingtong readily lowered the car window, displaying an excellent attitude.

"Hello, please show your driver's license and vehicle registration, and cooperate with the tester."

The traffic policeman handed over the breathalyzer.

Feng Xingtong leaned closer to the mouthpiece and blew a long breath forcefully.

"drop!"

The green light on the tester illuminates, indicating an alcohol content of 0.

"Thank you for your cooperation, and have a safe journey."

The traffic policeman nodded and was about to wave them on.

Just then.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Chulan seemed to have lost his mind, or perhaps the alcohol had damaged his brain.

He suddenly leaned out of the passenger seat and grabbed the testing device from the traffic policeman's hand!

"Hey, hey, hey! Officer! Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Zhang Chulan blushed and stared at the testing device with shining eyes.

"This thing is really interesting! I'd like to try it too, can you test it for me?"

The traffic police were stunned, and Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded.

"Brother Chu Lan! What are you doing?!"

Feng Xingtong was so frightened that she quickly grabbed his arm.

"Don't pull me! I'm just going to blow one puff!"

Ignoring everything else, Zhang Chulan pulled the testing device to his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and took a big gulp with all his might!

"Whew!!!"

next second.

"Beep beep beep beep beep!!!"

A sharp alarm immediately sounded.

The red light on the tester was flashing wildly, and the value on the screen soared to the upper limit!

The traffic policeman was startled by the deafening siren, his hand trembled, and he almost dropped the device.

He looked constipated as he stared at Zhang Chulan, who was grinning like an idiot in the passenger seat.

"Hahaha! It blew! It blew! Xingtong, look, I blew much louder than you!"

Zhang Chulan leaned back in his chair, slapping his thigh with obvious pride.

The traffic police officer looked at Zhang Chulan with a black line on his forehead, and then at Feng Xingtong, who looked embarrassed.

He shook his head speechlessly, put the testing device away, and said to Feng Xingtong:

"Alright, alright, let's go. Luckily he didn't touch the steering wheel; he was so drunk he was practically out of his mind. Drive carefully."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry to have troubled you, traffic police officer."

Feng Xingtong stepped on the gas, and the Audi quickly fled the scene.