"Thank you...Little friend...My name is Mo Wuyan." When Mo Lao saw Qin Yan's promise to him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his rosy face quickly turned pale.

"Old friend, my name is Qin Yan."

"I have a Siheyuan, which is my favorite thing... I gave it to you... Tell my son Qingfeng... He will believe it."

Qin Yan nodded.

"Thank you."

Mo Lao looked at Qin Yan and finally spit out two words.

Then, the light in the old man's eyes gradually extinguished, and he stood still.

After a long time, Qin Yan pulled his hand back and murmured softly:

"Goodbye."

[A set of courtyard houses at the foot of the imperial city, whether to inherit it? 】

[LV5 Commercial War Commander...]

[LV5 investment experience...]

【LV4 Calligraphy Master...】

【Spirit……】

Looking at the virtual frames that appeared on Mo Wuyan's body, Qin Yan was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, there was a huge sadness in his heart, sad for the passing of this old man!

"Inherit all!"

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Chapter 7 Level 2 Alert!Extremely dangerous! (5/[-] ask for flower evaluation ticket)

"Inherit all!"

Qin Yan chose to inherit.

Countless knowledge about business strategies and calligraphy quickly emerged in my mind.

Mo Wuyan was dead, but he left a lot of wealth for himself.

As for the courtyard house, it depends on whether Old Man Mo's children and grandchildren recognize the account.However, there should be no problem with the system.

Qin Yan suddenly felt tired and hungry.

Under everyone's attention, he got up and sat down at another table, grabbed the steak on the plate, and ate it silently.

Jiang Lai Guo

Come to help him keep serving dishes, looking at Qin Yan's eyes, full of worry.

At this time, Qin Yan heard the prompt of the task in his mind again-

"Task: Tell Chen Xiuguo the account password."

After a few minutes.

The sound of several helicopter propellers was heard outside, and the piercing siren was also heard on the street outside.

After a while, there was a sound of glass breaking in the restaurant.

"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"

The shards of glass were scattered, and more than a dozen heavily armed black-clothed agents broke through the window.

Then, a large group of

Wearing a black body armor and a tactical helmet, the Secret Service with live ammunition also rushed in, and the black muzzle pointed at everyone around.

Qin Yan, who was eating steak and covered in blood, was naturally the focus of his care.

"Don't move!"

"Everyone put their heads in their hands! Lying on the ground!"

"Lie down on the ground, immediately!!!!!!"

A person who should be the captain of the secret service roared at Qin Yan.

The firearms insurance has already been opened in advance. As long as Qin Yan has any dangerous actions, they will decisively cut off the gun.

Qin Yan smiled, did as he did, and held it up

hands, lying on the ground.

"Crack!"

A pair of delicate and cold bracelets, put on his wrist...

……

"Jingle bell~" "Jingle bell~"

"Hey, this is the special line No. [-]."

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