Chapter: 5558

Long Victory Uncle exclaimed in shock: "An family?! English Lord, An family has mysterious powers behind them, and rashly killing them may put us at risk of exposure!"

The English Lord coldly sneered: "Fear what? Even if An family has high-ranking experts backing them, their abilities won't surpass yours!"

As he spoke again, the English Lord said: "It was because the other party used a near-defense cannon to ambush him that led to Build-forth Uncle's death. But in Jinling, you don't need to worry about it. No one will have the capability to set up such traps there! When the time comes, just charge into An family's Wanliushan Residence and massacre them all without anyone being able to stop you!"

Long Victory Uncle thought to himself that there was some uncertainty, but he also knew the English Lord's words were indeed reasonable. So he opened his mouth and asked, "English Lord, after we arrive in Jinling, should we kill An family first or find Leaf Chang Qing's son?"

The English Lord spoke coldly, "Kill An family first. If Leaf Chang Qing's son is really still alive, you'll be able to force him to show up once you've slaughtered An family to the last."

By this time, Jinling had already entered nighttime.

Ma Ran had finished dinner and was calling out to Leaf Chen and Xiao Churan to come sit down. At the same time, he couldn't help but complain, "It's already eight o'clock. How is Old Wang Baogang still not back home? And where did he go?"

Leaf Chen spoke up casually, "Mom, Dad is currently the vice chairman of the Book Painting Association, so he must be quite busy. You should also try to understand him."

Ma Ran sneered, "I don't care about his business. How many pounds and ounces do I know? Let him be the vice chairman of the Book Painting Association, and I think all those people involved are just blind."

Just as he was speaking, Xiao Chang Kun pushed open the door and walked in.

Xiao Churan quickly greeted him, "Dad, come wash your hands and let's eat!"

Xiao Chang Kun casually asked, "What kind of rice are you making? Is there a hard-boiled egg?"

Ma Ran scolded and said, "The king's hat is stiff, can't you eat it? If you can eat it, I'll buy two pieces for you tomorrow!"

As soon as Xiao Chang Kun heard Ma Ran talking, he got a headache, frowned, and said, "You're really like a dog that can't spit out an elephant tusk."

He then walked into the dining room, washed his hands at the water pool in the western kitchen, and finally sat down at the table, saying to Ye Chen, "Good son-in-law, guess who I saw on the antique street today?"

Ye Chen casually replied, "It's definitely Zhang Erma, what else could it be?"

Xiao Chang Kun was surprised and said, "That's right, good son-in-law, you're as accurate as a prophet!"

Ye Chen smiled: "Dad, don't say that. Even if I didn't know, you asked, and it would definitely be Zhang Erma who didn't run away. We both know him, the one who deals with antiques on antique street, except for him, who else could there be?"

"Well," Xiao Chang Kun nodded, then thought about his encounter on antique street, sighed, and said, "That Zhang Erma is really getting blacker and blacker. Today he set up a stall and sold a piece of lightning wood for five hundred thousand. What a crazy person!"

As he was speaking, something else came to mind, and he said, "Ah, right! I heard that Zhang Erma didn't do antiques recently, but went with Hong Wu Gong instead. Is it because he's not good at getting along with Hong Wu Gong now? Or is he planning to bring his strong buy-and-sell skills from the business world into the antique circle?"

Ye Chen laughed: "Dad, don't worry about Zhang Erma. He likes to sell things for whatever price he wants. If he sells it high, no one will buy it anyway. Have you heard of any fool who would spend five hundred thousand on a piece of lightning wood?"

Xiao Chang Kun nodded slightly, smiling and said, "That's true too."

Ma Lan opened her mouth to ask, "Xiao Chang Kun, are you starting to deal with antiques again now?"

Xiao Chang Kun glanced at her sideways and said casually, "I'm not an antique peddler. I'm just a keen-eyed person who can make a big score in this industry every now and then."

"Just you?" Ma Lan sneered. "You're like a fire that's about to burn out even if you don't take action!" JrNovels.com