God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 905
No matter whether it is deceit or crushing with hard power, Feng Zhihuan's fate will not be different.

And Xu Jingxing didn't care about these things, his purpose was very simple, to test Feng Zhihuan's details, and teach Feng Zhihuan a lesson by the way.Basically, I have figured out the details, but how to teach Feng Zhihuan a lesson without revealing his identity is a difficult problem.

You can't tie Feng Zhihuan up and beat him up, can you?That's too boring, and for Feng Zhihuan, who has almost unlimited spiritual energy, a beating is not a lesson, at most it's just a loss of face, and the little injury he suffered will be healed after drinking a few sips of Yuying tea It's almost the same, it doesn't matter at all.

But thinking of Yuying Tea, he thought of the fairy Chenglupan in the flower shed, wondering whether to take that treasure away, anyway, Feng Zhihuan has become his enemy, so it's not too much to do.

But after thinking about it, he still gave up this plan. First, because the Chenglupan Fairy is so conspicuous and so big, it is not easy to transport it away silently. The fluctuations caused by his spiritual energy and truth cannot be hidden from the eyes of all the practitioners.Unless Feng Zhihuan is killed directly, Feng Zhihuan will definitely go crazy looking for this treasure, after all, it is Feng Zhihuan's lifeblood.

At that time, he himself must be the key suspect of Feng Zhihuan. After all, there are countless people who know the image of Fairy Cheng Lupan. .

So even though there were 1 reluctances in my heart, I had no choice but to suppress this tempting thought, then tied up Feng Zhihuan's five flowers, and then blocked his mouth, and then said with a sneer: "Those words you said, I don’t believe a single word, I only believe in my eyes, so please feel wronged, boss, I’ll go and search, don’t be angry, it’ll be fine in a while,” he said and walked into the teahouse.

The teahouse at night is quite quiet, there is no one inside, but there are still necessary monitoring equipment. Fortunately, the equipment is facing the outside of the door, not the inside of the door, which makes it easy for him to turn off the monitoring equipment, and then stroll in. In the room where Feng Zhihuan lived.

Feng Zhihuan lives on the top floor of the tea house. Although the area is not big, it has everything you need. There is also a small study, and what attracts him most in the small study is the safe hidden under the desk. The small safe is not big. But there are really a few treasures inside, basically the treasures that he can sense and fancy are not ordinary objects, either have a lot of aura, or have strong physical properties.

Obviously, these treasures in the safe are part of Feng Zhihuan's collection. If these treasures can be taken away, I believe it will make Feng Zhihuan feel distressed for a long time, but at the same time, it will not make Feng Zhihuan feel sad. Go crazy like losing your life.

Well, just do it.

It is impossible to kill Feng Zhihuan, at least temporarily, because it is too easy to leave evidence, and Feng Zhihuan himself has a lot of influence in Quancheng, so being killed like this will cause very bad effects, the official He and the police will never let go of any clues easily, and although his blindfold can cover the eyes of ordinary people, it cannot cover the cameras all over the street. Even if he has avoided most of the cameras very carefully, but There are so many cameras now, who knows if they were captured by someone hiding in a corner?

Given that Feng Zhihuan couldn't be killed, and the statue of Chenglupan Fairy couldn't be transported away, taking away part of Feng Zhihuan's collection was naturally the best choice.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he just let Feng Zhihuan go, the road ahead is still hidden, let's go and see.

Thinking of this, he violently tore open the cabinet under the desk, dragged out the small safe, tried the heavy cabinet, and then laid the cabinet on its back on the floor. He raised it high, paused for a moment, and slammed it down. The heel of his palm hit the edge of the safe door firmly. There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the door collapsed slightly. A little bit is destructive to the safe—the metal shaft at the junction of the cabinet door and the cabinet body was directly snapped off by him.

The safe itself is quite strong, but there is always a weak link, isn't it?This is just a small safe, and the protective measures are not very strong for ordinary people, even more so for a master like Xu Jingxing.

When he opened the safe, he didn't bother to check the details. He wrapped everything except the cash and carried it on his back and went downstairs. The painted fan is taken off and wrapped likewise, and then returned to the backyard.

Feng Zhihuan in the backyard had already calmed down. Seeing that he came down with such a pile of things, he didn't move, but his eyes were cold as if he wanted to eat people.

Of course he would not be frightened, he walked up to Feng Zhihuan and smiled: "Hey hey, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole are behind, you, an oriole, never thought that there would be a hunter like me behind you, right?"

Having said that, he patted Feng Zhihuan on the shoulder again: "Since you are a oriole, don't blame me for being a hunter. If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not being smart enough and not rigorous enough in doing things. These things should be regarded as yours." Let me apologize for the waste of time. In addition, if you let me know that the painting is in your hands, I will definitely come back to you. Don’t try to escape. You can’t escape. There is a measure, a big fish like you can't hide in it no matter what."

After speaking, he turned around and left, walked to the edge of the courtyard wall and swept away the potted plants placed at the base of the wall, then jumped up and jumped out of the wall, and then quickly added a blindfold to himself to speed up and leave here.

Of course, for safety's sake, he still wandered around the urban area a few times, and returned to his place of residence when it was almost dawn, and returned to his room under the surveillance of the police as if no one else was there, without alarming anyone at all.

Before he could knock on the door, the door opened. Inside were Yin Xiaojing with a worried face and Lin Xiaoya with a calm face. Both of them were relieved to see that he was safe and sound, and then they noticed the pile of treasures he carried back. The one on the top is the fan painted by Mei Lanfang that he brought back by hand.

On the front of the fan are plum blossoms that have been winding and vigorous. The ink-colored dried plums and vermilion plum blossoms are blurred on the fan surface, which is very artistic. There is also a small poem on the left side of the painting, which is Lu You's "Plum Blossom Quatrains". The poem reads: I heard that the plum blossoms are blowing in the morning wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains; how can we turn into hundreds of billions, one tree of plum blossoms and one weng.

The level of painting and calligraphy on this fan is actually average, but the artistic conception is particularly good, especially the relationship between the painting, the poem and the author himself is quite ingenious.

(End of this chapter)