Grand Collection

Chapter 90 Trading in the Plant

Luo Zigeng stared at the text message with a gloomy face. Kong Xin grabbed his wrist and said eagerly, "Don't be angry, Zhijun and I really have nothing to do. The most urgent thing is to find Zhijun."

"I believe you," Luo Zigeng put his arms around his neck and kissed him, and said in a low voice, "I was wondering who the kidnapper would be. He obviously knew that the chai kiln ear piercing bottle was in your hands. Fubi is private, even if he knew, he should think that the Guan Erping bottle is in Han Ye's hands, and only Sotheby's, you and I, Xiaomeng and Pan Nanhua know about the whole thing."

"Xiao Meng ruled it out, Sotheby's is unnecessary," Kong Xin gritted his teeth and said the name with a gloomy face, "Pan! Nan! Hua!"

"Call the police?"

Kong Xin shook his head lightly, "I don't trust the police."

"I don't believe it either."

"Looking for Wang Baxian," Kong Xin grabbed the phone, "he has a lot of people who can use it. In the afternoon, I will take the ear bottle to trade. I need to arrange a good manpower to prevent Pan Nanhua from tearing up the ticket."

The two rushed to the nursing home, saw Aunt Wen and Mama Luo wiping each other's tears, saw Kong Xin, his face froze for a moment, Kong Xin knew that Aunt Wen had long believed in her heart that she had broken Wen Zhijun, and did not explain much , said in a low voice, "I'm the one who got Zhijun involved, but don't worry, I will definitely bring Zhijun back intact."

Kong Min sat next to him, raised his head lifelessly, and glanced at Kong Xin, "What if something happens to Zhijun?"

"I won't let anything happen to him."

"If Zhijun is even slightly injured..." Kong Min said calmly, "I will return it to you a hundred times."

Kong Xin looked at his sister, who was very strange now, and said lightly, "Okay."

Linjiang South Road is in Jiangbei, and the car was slowly crawling on the Yangtze River Bridge. Kong Xin looked at the endless sparkling river through the car window with a calm expression.

Luo Zigeng put his arms around his shoulders, kissed his cheek, and said softly, "Relax, brother, we will definitely bring my cousin back. Pan Nanhua jumped the wall in a hurry, so let him take that fake ear-piercing bottle away."

"Ah."

Wang Baxian turned around from the front seat with a cigarette in his mouth, "Hey, if you don't believe in other people, how can you not believe in this king's ability? That place is already surrounded by my people like a urinal. Guaranteed to keep people away." Bring it back to you intact."

Kong Xin nodded, "I believe in you."

No. 37 Linjiang South Road is an abandoned factory. Kong Xin got out of the car with a safe, Luo Zigeng and Wang Baxian followed behind, and there were two people at the door of the factory building. They stopped them, "Who are they?"

"Kong Xin."

"Young Master Kong is so affectionate," an old voice sounded in the factory building. Pan Nanhua leaned on a cane and walked to the door. He hadn't seen him for a few days. The old man was already dying, his gray hair was all white now, and his face was wrinkled. What's more, the eyes that were glowing with kindness in the past are completely exposed.

Kong Xin laughed easily, "I have been deeply affectionate for decades, but Mr. Pan is very different from before." He leaned his upper body slightly, approached Pan Nanhua, lowered his voice slightly, and said with a smile , "I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you, Mr. Pan, who was majestic and majestic back then, get into such a frustrating state?"

"Thanks to you." Pan Nanhua's face froze, and then he grinned grinningly, "I'm like a rat crossing the street, my reputation is ruined, and everyone shouts and beats me, but it's all thanks to you, Young Master Kong."

"No, no, no," Kong Xin declined humbly, "I don't take credit for it, if you do too many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself. You, the old man, are responsible for everything."

"Stop talking!" Pan Nanhua's voice froze, "Where's the piercing bottle?"

Kong Xin gripped the handle of the safe, "I want to see Zhijun."

Pan Nanhua winked at the side, and the little secretary who followed him immediately walked back to the factory building. Within a few minutes, there was a sound of pushing and shoving footsteps coming from the door, and then Wen Zhijun's embarrassing figure who was dragged down appeared in everyone's sight .

"Zhijun!!!" Kong Xin cried out in pain, pushed Pan Nanhua away, rushed over, and grabbed Wen Zhijun's arm, "Where did you hurt?"

They haven't seen each other for more than a month. Wen Zhijun was so thin, his face was sickly pale, and his eyes were gray. He quickly threw Kong Xin away and pushed him hard, "Go! Don't come near me, I have a bomb on me." , Xiaoxin, go! Dai Zigeng, go!!!"

Kong Xin suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, and suddenly understood why no one stopped him when he rushed over. He heard the sound of clicking and clicking, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Pan Nanhua, "You are despicable!"

Pan Nanhua's eyes were vicious, "Hand over the ear bottle, and I'll have someone dismantle his bomb."

"Boss Pan," Wang Baxian leaned against the door with a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes, "Be honest, will you die or will you die or will you die?"

"When dealing with you, honest people would have died a long time ago."

Kong Xin sneered twice, put the safe on the ground, opened the combination lock, opened the lid, and the beautiful blue porcelain appeared in front of everyone after the rain, and the dim lights of the factory could not hide its precious light at all.

Pan Nanhua rushed over greedily, reaching out to grab it, but suddenly a dark shadow flashed around him, and then miserable screams resounded through the workshop.

Luo Zigeng, wearing leather shoes, neatly stepped on the palm of his hand grasping the ear bottle, looked down at him calmly, "Take apart the bomb first."

Pan Nanhua fell to his knees, his face distorted in pain, he wailed twice, and shouted at the secretary, "Take it apart!"

The secretary grabbed the walkie-talkie and said a few words. A muscular man came out from the depths of the factory. He looked like a retired special soldier. He squatted down behind Wen Zhijun without saying a word, and calmly began to defuse the bomb.

Wen Zhijun shivered and said in a trembling voice, "Xiaoxin, I don't know how, how the ear piercing bottle is in your hands, but...but Xiaomeng... Xiaomeng is because of the piercing ear bottle...you can't..."

"Don't babble," Wang Baxian glanced at him with a cigarette in his mouth, "No matter how expensive the pierced ear bottle is, it's just a bottle. You're a living human being. You're also a smart kid. Can't you just settle for this?" ?”

"I...my life..."

"Your life is very important to Brother Kong." Luo Zigeng stepped on Pan Nanhua without moving, and said, "Cousin, think about my aunt, you are her only support."

Kong Xin frowned and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Zhijun, you will be fine."

Wen Zhijun pursed his lips and listened tremblingly to the trivial voice of the man behind him dismantling the bomb. After a while, he forced a miserable smile, "Xiaoxin, Zigeng, if you can come and save me, I'm already dead without regret. When I was imprisoned here, I was very afraid... I was afraid that you would not come to rescue me, I... I was afraid that you would hate me..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Kong Xinyun said calmly, "You just think too much, so you are sick all day long."

Luo Zigeng and Kong Xin looked at each other, then turned to look at Wen Zhijun, "Cousin, we don't hate you, misunderstanding will only make our relationship closer."

"Haha...hahaha..." A frantic laugh sounded, and Pan Nanhua lay on the ground, laughing so hard that he almost died, he beat the ground and laughed, "What a closer relationship... what a misunderstanding... so you two It's a couple! Hahaha... Kong Yangshan's old man committed a sin in his previous life, and having a son is a pervert who sells his ass."

"Fart your mother!" Wang Baxian kicked him in the face.

Luo Zigeng loosened his feet at the right time, and Pan Nanhua immediately flew out, fell heavily on the concrete floor, and struggled twice but couldn't get up.

Kong Xin said coldly, "Even if I am a pervert who sells my ass, I am much cleaner than you, a traitorous old thief."

Wang Baxian squatted down, stretched out a finger, lifted Pan Nanhua's chin, squinted his eyes and looked at the face that was almost flattened by his kick, and bared his teeth, "Old man, do you know that Kong Xin is my king?" Are you covering up? Let’s talk about it again, and I’ll send you to Thailand~~”

With just a click, the special forces took off the time bomb expressionlessly, smoothed Wen Zhijun's clothes, and retreated silently to the depths of the factory building.

"The bomb has been dismantled," Pan Nanhua signaled his subordinates to grab Wen Zhijun, and stared greedily at the safe on the ground, "Kong Xin, deliver the goods with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other."

Without saying a word, Kong Xin picked up the safe and approached slowly. The moment the two sides were almost touching each other, the other side pushed Wen Zhijun hard, and then grabbed the safe in Kong Xin's hand.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Luo Zigeng helped Wen Zhijun up, "How is it? Can I go?"

"Well," Wen Zhijun nodded. Although his legs and feet were still weak, he managed to stand still. He took a deep breath, and his trembling body gradually subsided, "Thank you."

"Stop talking nonsense," Wang Baxian shook his head, "Get out of here quickly."

"Haha..." Pan Nanhua held on to the armrest of the safe, grinning, "Leave? Do you really think you can leave after entering here?"

Kong Xin turned his head abruptly, only to see seven or eight burly men appearing at the door, almost blocking the narrow door of the factory building, his face changed slightly, "Pan Nanhua, you did not keep the agreement!"

"It's just that you guys are too naive."

"That's right, it's too simple," Wang Baxian said heartbroken, "This king simply thought that you would show off your power, so he brought a dozen bodyguards here at once. You have only eight people, and I can bring five bodyguards to you." Enough."

Before the words fell, there was a burst of eager footsteps outside the door, and then the burly man at the door began to fight with a group of bodyguards in black suits and black sunglasses.

Pan Nanhua's expression changed drastically.

Wang Baxian raised his hand and threw the car keys to Kong Xin, "You go first, I will have fun with Lao Pantou."

Kong Xin grabbed the key and looked at him worriedly. Wang Baxian blew a kiss and smiled back at him. Kong Xin suddenly felt relieved, and Luo Zigeng helped Wen Zhijun to retreat quickly.

Seeing Wang Baxian's fiery red Hummer parked outside the door, Kong Xin breathed a sigh of relief, "Quick, let's get in the car."

Suddenly the phone rang, Kong Xin slowed down, took out the phone and glanced at it, only to see a text message from an unfamiliar number: Don't get in the car!

Kong Zigeng missed a beat in a heartbeat, and looked up at Luo Zigeng and Wen Zhijun who were almost walking to the side of the car. Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, and he blurted out in alarm, "Danger!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud noise, and the two-ton Hummer was thrown up by the fire waves, and the huge airflow blasted Kong Xin into the air, causing him to faint in an instant due to the severe pain all over his body.

It seemed that the coma lasted only a few seconds. Kong Xin opened his eyes, his brain was in chaos, and there seemed to be a huge roar that never stopped in his ears.

Seeing Luo Zigeng with a messy face, he got up and hugged Wen Zhijun, a hoarse cry erupted from his throat.

——Wen Zhijun pounced on Luo Zigeng at the last second of the explosion, and tightly protected this cousin who was three points similar to himself.