full-time landlord

Chapter 1711 Who has the ability (2) ([-])
"Oh, it seems that I am really a worthwhile client for your Golden Intelligence Network. This is something I need now, but it was taken away by the people of the Longevity Society, and the matter is still related to the little master of Tianshidao. It has something to do with teaching, you help me find out, the key is who owns this thing!"

"Ok."

Compared with the first time on the Golden Information Network, Wang Haitian didn't talk about the price anymore, and he would give a list of how much money he needed, which was a very simple matter.After walking out of the Internet cafe, Wang Haitian rushed out of the city because of jet lag.

Since the four-eared copper pot can't be obtained, let's get the bronze palace lantern first.It happened to be late at night when I rushed over, and the security system of the city museum was just like that. People could take away a few pieces of the Forbidden City on a whim, let alone this city museum. There is no problem for people to go in. None are tempered.

Wang Haitian didn't open the glass cover, because something was wrong!The black and white world was originally used to guard against the alarm system.It turned out that the bronze palace lantern placed in the glass cover was a fake!
It turns out that the things in the museum are also fake, amazing.Wang Haitian was a little crazy, he couldn't take a picture, and was taken away by the people of the Longevity Society.The other one thought it was easy to grab, but it turned out to be a fake, so where is it really?

At this moment, a flashlight appeared in the distance, but Wang Haitian didn't move, thinking that it was the security guards patrolling the night.It turned out that the three who came in were not security guards at all. They came in carefully, took out a key, opened a glass cover, took out a blue porcelain bowl from the bag, and replaced it with the same blue porcelain bowl inside the glass cover. Wan, and then the three of them left quickly and wanted to leave through the back door!

"Can any of you tell me where the real bronze palace lantern went?"

A voice startled the three of them, and they couldn't move suddenly.The cyan porcelain bowl replaced just now was put into a cloth-wooden box, almost fell to the ground, and was caught by Wang Haitian.Under the power of thought, the three of them couldn't move, and their whole bodies kept shaking.

"I just want to know where is the real bronze palace lantern? I don't care what you do!"

"Sell...sell...sell to Ghost Eye!"

"Where does Ghost Eye live?"

"He lives in International Huacheng!"

After asking about the place, what the staff in these museums do has nothing to do with Wang Haitian.There are moths up and down, and none of them are clean.To put it bluntly, they are still making a living, even if they sell all the things in the museum, they don't earn as much as the one signed above.

Wang Haitian put the wooden box on the ground, went out the back door easily, found a taxi outside, and went straight to International Huacheng. Gui Yanming's place was easy to find, and he easily walked into his house.Wang Haitian was a bit annoyed, he was Wang Haitian, slaughtering rank three warriors was like chopping melons and cutting vegetables, even the Nalan family was so angry that Wang Haitian couldn't do anything about it, he wasn't here to steal chickens and dogs.

The lights on the third floor were still on, so Wang Haitian easily went to the balcony on the third floor, opened the door and walked in.This is a study room. Someone is concentrating on one thing. He doesn't even feel the wind blowing in when the door is opened. The room is brightly lit.

Wang Haitian sat down, and simply let go of the "One Leaf Obstructing Eyes" technique on his body, and looked at the person in front of him.With ghostly eyes, he was imitating an ancient painting, concentrating on it to the point of madness, and beside him was a bowl of uneaten noodles.The black and white ink all stained his mouth, probably because he was too focused, he drank the ink as a soup, and drank it with great relish.

(End of this chapter)