Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 801 Jin Weiwen, who seeks skin from a tiger, is easy to calculate
"boom."

Feeling the strong wind coming from the back of his head, Ning Fan simply turned around the handle of the knife, knocking the old man unconscious, and then turned around to hold up the incoming person.

[Qi's sword technique sees the attacking thief style, which originated from Qi Jiguang's main battle sword technique used to fight against Japanese pirates, which is extremely lethal.There is an empty door on the left, you can dodge to the left if you are unable to move. 】

Ning Fan lifted the saber sideways, holding the long saber Dao Tan.

Gold and iron intersect, smashing out a string of sparks.

"Good knife!"

A mandarin that has been studied hard but is still very awkward rang out, and the attacker backed away.

[Walking, derived from the comprehensive footwork of Muay Thai footwork and ninjutsu, suitable for close combat, not good at long weapons. 】

"It is said that Ning Sang is good at identification, but now it seems that he is better at killing people. This saber technique cannot be learned in a day or two."

[The Chidori, a weapon inherited from the Eastern Kingdom, was originally a saber worn by Tachibana Michiyuki, a general of the Warring States Period in the Eastern Kingdom. It is said that Tachibana Michiyuki used this sword to slash thunder and lightning, so it has a different name of "Raikiri". 】

Ning Fan didn't speak, his gaze fell on the weapon of the visitor, and his eyes moved slightly.

"I didn't expect that the weapons of the Juggernaut would be used on the lowly ashigaru now."

The ashigaru is the lowest level of the samurai class in the East, and the person in front of him has a family tattoo on his hand, which is the symbol of the ashigaru.And calling a samurai an ashigaru is a great insult in Toyo.

"idiot!"

After Ning Fan's words fell, the other side yelled and continued to slash with a knife, and the weapon in his hand made a sonic boom, bringing out a howling sound.

[Jihe chopping, the traditional sword technique of the Oriental country, combining the drawing of the sword and the downward slash in one body, the lethality is huge, and you can dodge on the left side. 】

Ning Fan dodged sideways and continued to pass, but didn't move, just dodged.

Ning Fan saw his background after a few back and forth.

There are a lot of kung fu in one body, muay thai, jujitsu, sword drawing, ninjutsu and Qi's sword...

Also, the hole on the left is huge.

His eyes moved slightly, and he laughed out loud.

"What is Ning Sang laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for learning things that are miscellaneous but not perfect, which only adds to the jokes. HD is learning to walk."

Ning Fan's eyes were burning.

"Muay Thai footwork, the sprint of ninjutsu followed by drawing the sword, and the front attack of Qi's knife, you think the fusion is very good, but it is all a joke."

The assailant was stunned for a moment, and the movement of his hands was half a minute slow. Ning Fan took advantage of the situation and turned the short knife, turned the blade along his wrist, and flicked the tip of the knife smoothly, and the sharp edge cut the attacker's wrist
The angle of Ning Fan's attack was exactly along the wrist bone, the attacker's wrist was torn apart, the muscles and veins were broken, and blood spurted out all over the ground.

"Boom!"

The long knife fell to the ground and scattered a pool of blood.

"What a ruthless move!"

The assailant was in pain, rolled on the spot, picked up the knife with his left hand, and hit again.

The blade is upward, the elbow is close to the waist, and the side of the palm is firmly pressed against the waist, and the foot is stepped down, and the teeth are clenched, obviously trying to hit it with all the strength.

This is a way to seek death, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Ning Fan didn't hold back his hand either. Seeing the opening, he rushed left, raised his hand, and slammed into him from the side. The short knife in his hand was reversed and pierced the man's shoulder fiercely, nailing his entire arm to the ground, and pressed down hard.

"what!"

The attacker roared and broke free, only to see that his left arm was empty and only half of his sleeve remained.

There was a long knife on the ground, and the knife was attached to an arm that was still bleeding.

Ning Fan made up for it, quickly butchered a pig and tied it tightly.

"Now you can talk properly. Are you talking yourselves, or should I ask?"

Ning Fan got up, his clothes were covered with blood, his face was like Shura.

"Master Ning, I will keep this thing for you first."

After pouring half a tael of gold and a pot of water to wake up the old man, he picked up the chidori long knife without any trace of the docile and lovely appearance just now.

"Hidden sword maid? A knife with milk fragrance?"

Ning Fan looked at the long knife stuck in Banliangjin's chest, and inexplicably came up with this idea, shook his head, and started to ask questions.

Not many people could maintain their composure in the face of such an environment in the Shura field.

It took only ten minutes for the old Taoist to betray all the news from opening his eyes.

"Surrender! I am surrender! Boss, I have told you everything I know. I am also of the Xia Kingdom bloodline, so I don't care about my affairs..."

"But you just laughed, and it was ugly."

Ning Fan put him back on the futon and lit a stick of blood sandalwood.

"Seeing that you like to use this to soothe the nerves, I'll order one for you, and you can continue."

Ning Fan left with half a tael of gold.

The old Taoist stared at the flickering flame of the incense head, his expression was stagnant, and his eyes gradually became dull.

Back to the top, Ning Fan sealed the entrance of the secret passage and changed the original formation.

"The people of Shintoism are quite capable."

Banliangjin doesn't quite understand.

"This is something they modified by using the Dragon Binding Formation. The method of the incomplete alchemist who refines Qi has been changed to be driven by popularity."

"People raise things?"

Ning Fan nodded.

This thing is not considered a secret in Xia Kingdom, all kinds of Panyu videos can be seen on the Internet, this behavior is also limited to the antique circle, and will not involve ordinary people.

But Jin Weiwen obviously violated the taboo, using blood sandalwood and the vitality of ordinary people to directly replace the Qi on the cultural relics, which is far more than absorbing cultural relics.

"That……"

"We don't care about killing people from the Eastern Kingdom, but we can't do it with our formation."

"understood."

Ban Liangjin nodded.

……

Konoe's family was indirect.

Huang Haoying, Qiu Shuhezi, and Jin Weiwen sat quietly, and no one spoke after changing the tea on the table twice.

At this moment, Huang Haoying's phone vibrated slightly. He glanced at the message, stared slightly, and quickly recovered his senses and nodded to Qiu Shuhezi.

"What? Still need to think about it" Qiu Shuhezi received the signal and began to ask.

"Yes." Jin Weiwen replied decisively: "The change of the artifact is not a good sign. Even if it is a short-term maintenance, I dare not agree."

After speaking, he looked at Huang Haoying and stood up suddenly: "He is from Xia Kingdom. The Yingsi family lost a batch of cultural relics yesterday. Qiu Shugong is responsible for keeping the artifacts. This matter is too much responsibility, and my Jinwei family dare not take it."

Huang Haoying and Qiu Shuhezi had solemn expressions.

There are no flaws in Jin Weiwen's words, but the more perfect it is, the more something is wrong. It is only a blink of an eye that all considerations are thoughtful, which is far beyond the limit of thinking that ordinary people can do, unless he knows it all the time and takes precautions.

"Why? Don't you have to force me to do it if you can't do it?"

Jin Weiwen was very unhappy.

"No, since you can't do it, then you don't have to do it. I'm reasonable."

Qiu Shuhezi paused for a few seconds: "It's just that as the two pillars of the cultural relics of the Eastern Kingdom, the Kujo family can't do it, and the Konoe family can't do it either, so there is no need for it to exist."

"Starting today, the two of you will withdraw from the fields related to cultural relics and art, and let Huang Sang take charge."

Qiu Shuhezi looked at Huang Haoying and smiled triumphantly: "I'll leave it to Huang Sang from now on."

"Ah...Okay, okay, I will arrange the subsequent work according to the plan submitted earlier."

"It's impossible!" Jin Weiwen clenched his fists and fired.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he rushed to Qiu Shuhezi.

"Princess Hezi! This is absolutely impossible! There are countless accumulations in our country's vast history, how can we hand it over to outsiders!"

"Anyway, you don't know how to do it. It's better to entrust Xia Guo to take care of it if you keep it for damage. At least the things will not be damaged."

Qiu Shuhezi became tougher, not inferior to Jin Weiwen.

Suddenly, he coughed and spewed out a cloud of dark red blood.

"Jin Weiwen, you are so brave, are you going to kill Ben Gong with Dong Jiu?"

Qiu Shuhezi stared at Jin Weiwen with cold eyes.

On the side, Huang Haoying was silent.

This matter is beyond the control of all of them.

From Jin Weiwen's rebuttal, Qiu Shuhezi's change of plan and vomiting blood, Huang Haoying didn't even have a chance to send Ning Fan a message.

"Dong dong!"

In the quiet room, the sudden knock on the door broke the stagnant and dignified atmosphere at the moment.

"Open the door."

Konoe Wen breathed out and signaled Heishan Zuhei to step forward to inquire about the situation. The moment he turned around, a venomous look flashed in his eyes: "If there is nothing important, you know what to do."

In the next second, the servant who sent the message showed a piece of blue jade in his palm.

"Yes...someone came to the Patriarch and returned this thing."

"Let him in."

Konoe Wen's temples throbbed and he recognized this thing.

Huang Haoying breathed a sigh of relief and stretched her brows.

"Ning... Ning Sang?"

When Qiu Shuhezi saw Ning Fan, he couldn't help crying out with joy, and suddenly sat back with a embarrassed expression on his face: "I'm talking about Huang Sang taking over the work of Dongyang Kingdom Cultural Museum, since Ning Sang is here, let's also talk about it." gone."

Ning Fan looked at Huang Haoying, who shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know what happened suddenly."

"Okay."

Ning Fan nodded without much hesitation.

"I'll talk about this later. I want to talk to Jin Weiwen about this first."

Ning Fan's half-smile was not a smile, Jin Weiwen's eyes were cold, and Yubi lay on the table, nothing special could be seen.

After a while, Jin Weiwen said hello and invited Ning Fan to take a seat.

"Then ask Ning Sang for advice, what's so special about this thing?"

"You did what happened to Fujiangwu." Ning Fan was straightforward.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Konoe refused to admit it.

"I'm not asking you, but telling you a result." Ning Fan stared at Jin Weiwen with a bad tone: "Or can you already ignore the royal family's pressure?"

Qiu Shuhezi raised his head at the right time, his white neck set off elegance, and his eyes were full of mischief.

"What does Ning Sang want me to do?"

"You take over the restoration of the three artifacts, and all the cultural relics will be handed over to you."

"How is it possible?" Jin Weiwen was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Qiu Shuhezi: "The Jiutiao family is His Highness's personal entourage, this is impossible!"

"Yes." Qiu Shuhezi nodded without hesitation, "Ning Sang's decision is fully approved by this Palace."

"This..." Jin Weiwen's eyes were dull, he came back to his senses, looked at Ning Fan and Huang Haoying again, and suddenly came to his senses, pointing at Ning Fan: "You...Ning Sang? You...that's impossible!"

"Is it important?" Ning Fan didn't explain and let him guess.

Qiu Shuhezi raised his eyebrows slightly, but he still didn't say anything, and drank his tea calmly.

"Okay, since Princess Hezi said so, then our Jinwei family has taken over this matter, but we don't know how to repair these three artifacts? Should we invite someone to see it?"

Ning Fan looked sideways, somewhat surprised.

The three artifacts were lost, and [-]% of them were made by Dongjiu's famous masters, and the only possible helper was Jin Weiwen.

His plan is to use righteousness to force Jin Weiwen to accept the three artifacts. When it is officially on display, it is up to them whether Jin Weiwen can take out the real three artifacts. Whether it is true or not, Qiu Shuhezi can have it play.

Originally, he was still worried that Jin Weiwen might shirk because of Dongjiu's fame, but he didn't expect to agree so quickly, and even handed him a new knife.

"Tell me?"

Ning Fan found it interesting.

If Konoe Wen can really turn his back on the knife, the famous Tojo is probably not far from death.

"The car the night before yesterday was arranged by Dongjiu Mingsu."

"Snapped!"

Qiu Shuhezi smashed the teacup, stood up, his chest heaved and his eyes were fierce.

This incident has not yet been concluded. The Tokyo Metropolitan Procuratorate shied away from the murderer's death on the spot without any evidence that it was murder, and there has been no follow-up investigation for a long time.

"Can you testify about this?"

"Of course." Konoe Wen twitched his lips, "His Royal Highness's elder brother would not personally arrange for such a small person to divide [-] million yen into real estate, luxury cars, and medical treatment in batches to call a man who has no way out."

"You did it!"

Qiu Shuhezi's face became colder and colder, staring at Jin Weiwen with hatred: "You attempted to kill Ben Gong, are you still talking about details here?"

"Your Highness, please calm down." Konoe Wenfeng calmly said: "Kujo Hirokazu also had a lot of ideas when he was with you, didn't he?"

Qiu Shuhezi suppressed his anger, sat down with a flick of his sleeves, and gritted his silver teeth: "Continue."

"Change tea!"

Konoe Wen greeted Heishan Zuhei to replace Qiu Shuhezi with tea before opening his mouth again.

"The battle between the royal family has nothing to do with the Wushe family, but His Royal Highness and elder brother found the Wushe family for the sake of inheritance, which in itself is breaking the rules for so many years, and..."

Konoe Wen chuckled and shook his head: "If the royal family wants to regain power, it is in itself shaking the foundation of the Wushe family. How can we dig our own grave?"

"Kujo Hirokazu prides himself on being smart, thinking that he can get a bigger cake by boarding Princess Tsuruko's boat, but he doesn't know that they have actually become bargaining chips in the deal."

Qiu Shuhezi frowned slightly, with fear in his eyes.

Ning Fan was thoughtful.

What the old man of the Wang family passed on to Qiu Shuhezi was an upright plan. As long as they want to take advantage of the interests inside, they must do things according to Qiu Shuhezi's orders.

The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. If this kind of temptation is presented, no family will let it go.

Other members of the Wushe family may have thought of this too, but in the face of huge benefits, they still choose to let go of their fear and risk to make money for the time being, but Jin Weiwen clearly knows this, and can decisively fight against Qiu Shuhezi and Dongdong. Swaying between the nine places.

It's not easy!
Ning Fan's evaluation of Jin Weiwen was even higher.

"Knowing Bengong's plan, the Jinwei family still dare to cooperate?" Qiu Shuhezi looked unkindly.

"Princess Hezi, you just want to gain power, not to exterminate the Wushe family, so naturally we can cooperate."

Jin Weiwen is neither humble nor overbearing: "Besides, after so many years, it is indeed time for the Five Photographers to change."

"Have courage."

Ning Fan slightly agreed.

Summing up the information reported earlier, he understood where Konoe Wen's confidence came from.

The Eastern country is sparsely populated, and the top chaebols and companies control most of the income. The special employment contract makes it difficult to cut these divided cakes.

Jin Weiwen wanted to annex the cakes of several other small photographers.

Among other things, the Jinwei family has reaped a lot of benefits from Xiaoshejia Hu pretending to be Huwei these days, no wonder he dared to seek skin from Hu.

"What do you want to do?" Qiu Shuhezi asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)