Chapter 856

Just as Liu Qian was enjoying the feeling of rebirth, far away from the Christie's auction of the British Empire, outside the mirage of a Rolls Royce, he Quan, over 60, looked at a 20-year-old boy standing in front of him in surprise, and looked at James on one side in some surprise. Fastest update access: щщщ 79。

Although I've seen this guy's Aikido method in the video, anyway, he Quan is still unbelievable.

It's incredible that this guy can really lift a heavy truck full of goods.

"Don't worry, master, there will be a live performance. After all, you've already spent a lot of money on that painting!"

James went up to the young man with a little smile and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, please start. After all, our master is very cautious."

"You Chinese are just wordy!"

With a scornful smile, Yamamoto strode to one side, where, instead of heavy trucks, an excavator was parked on the road under construction.

When he Quan saw Ichiro Yamamoto walking towards the excavator, his eyes were bright. What is this guy going to do? Is it difficult for him to turn over the excavator!

After all, he Quan knows how powerful a person is. Even a trained master, he has seen several world-class fighters, but none of them can achieve this level!

Nowadays, he is just like witnessing miracles. Therefore, he Quan is "excited" to follow him.

"Master, just watch here. Don't worry. The excavator is still under construction. No one will do anything."

James said with a smile, "well, the show has begun, master!"

He Quan widened his eyes and looked in the direction of Ichiro Yamamoto. At this time, he Quan was very nervous and clenched his fists tightly. It was really exciting to see this extraordinary scene with his own eyes.

Yamamoto walked to the front of the heavy excavator which was under construction at this time. He was standing in the dead corner of the driver's view, and the huge mechanical arm of the excavator was waving in his direction.

All of a sudden!

Ichiro Yamamoto grabs a corner of the manipulator. The manipulator that used to move freely seems to be suddenly controlled by something and can't move. As a result, the driver is so impatient that he looks out. However, he is shocked to see Ichiro Yamamoto grabbing a corner of the manipulator and laughing at him.

"What are you doing?"

The driver yelled at Ichiro Yamamoto, a little angry. But immediately, when he thought of this guy grabbing the mechanical arm of his excavator with one hand, he was stunned. Oh, I'll go. This guy is not a human, he's a monster!

At the thought of this, the driver also quickly ran down the excavator, far away.

At the moment when he stepped down from the excavator, Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly looked at ho Quan, grinned and threw the excavator up.

Yes, he is just like a focus. He grabs the mechanical arm of the excavator, Prys the whole excavator, and then swings it rapidly. It looks like a child playing a game. The scene looks very strange.

"Oh, cake seller --"

"My God --" Shetter -- "

For a moment, many construction workers around them were stunned and gaped behind the scenes. They seemed to see the most terrible thing. Even their legs were a little soft and they couldn't run away. The cold sweat made their back wet.

If you just lift the excavator and swing it, it doesn't seem to be enough to shock the eyes. Therefore, at this time, Ichiro Yamamoto threw the huge excavator out directly.

With a loud bang, the excavator, which originally looked like a war machine, was already emitting white smoke, lying on one side of the ground like scrap iron, completely finished.

After finishing this, Ichiro Yamamoto took a look at these silly looking foreigners, joked and walked towards Rolls Royce.

"Well, it's all right."

Not long ago, Yamamoto was already in front of Ho Quan, who was also a fool. He grinned at him.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I have seen your sincerity. Now let's talk about the specific cooperation."

"No, no, no"

Before he Quan could finish, Ichiro Yamamoto waved his hand casually and said, "it's not urgent to cooperate in advance. Anyway, Liu Qian is determined to die. Why should we waste time for him? Now, it's better to do my business first, painting!"

Well——

He Quan is a little embarrassed. This guy doesn't give him face at all.

Also, as far as Ichiro Yamamoto's capital is concerned, it's enough to give him face if you don't slap him in the face.

He Quan, who takes a deep breath, will weigh the pros and cons. In front of him, Ichiro Yamamoto, you can't reason with him at all. It's just like a scholar who meets a soldier and can't make sense.

It's easy for the opponent to be strong and even kill him, so he Quan chose to be obedient.

After all, the performance of Ichiro Yamamoto is a bit arrogant and arrogant, of course, his overbearing is a headache.

"Painting."

In embarrassment, he Quan handed over the landscape painting mentioned by Ichiro Yamamoto and personally handed it to him.

But the one who took over the painting, Ichiro Yamamoto, didn't even think about it. He tore it apart in an instant. He didn't even look at it. It cost millions of dollars to buy.

Although he doesn't care about millions of dollars, the performance of Ichiro Yamamoto is really annoying. NIMA, didn't you want to draw it at the beginning? This good thing was photographed for you, and you tore it. What do you mean!

Although he was very resentful, he Quan still didn't dare to ask any questions. After all, this guy is a real Aikido master. Excavators can play like kites, not to mention him.

When the painting was torn to half, he quanzheng could not bear to turn his head, but the next second, at the moment when he turned his head, his remaining light swept to the things hidden in the interlayer of the painting.

What's that?

He Quan looked at a picture scroll as thin as cicada wings, which he Quan held in his hand with a look of surprise. The picture scroll was full of small characters on the head of flies. However, the handwriting was a kind of magical font that he had never seen before.

"Haha, it's really here. It seems that the rumor is true at all!" Ichiro Yamamoto laughed wildly, folded up the picture as thin as cicada wings, and said, "old man, thank you. As for your son's hatred, I will help you to take time to avenge it. Now, I have to go to Huaxia first and find an old professor to translate the handwriting in the picture, ha ha --"

"Well, Mr. Yamamoto, you see, in your eyes, Liu Qian is just rubbish. Otherwise, I'll go to Huaxia with you. Besides, he's just a little ant in your hand. He can be crushed to death at will. Let's go together, and I'm familiar with him in Huaxia. At least I can help you lead the way and do some small things."

This power is extremely humble in front of Ichiro Yamamoto. It looks like the landlord's wealth in the Jihad period, and it looks like some "honest people" who keep the middle points.

"Well, you're in such a hurry. When Huaxia is there, we'll find the professor who can help me break the handwriting first, and I'll help your son get revenge for the first time."

After taking a look at ho Quan, Yamamoto joked and sat with him in Rolls Royce. In his opinion, sometimes it's better to find a local person to lead the way than to go alone.

He Quan's eyes lit up and said, "Oh, good, good --"

……

This breakthrough, for Liu Qian, is absolutely the most important!

Because of this breakthrough, his life will face a brand-new beginning. Although he has not broken through the so-called congenital extreme state from the day after tomorrow, he can start to practice the Burning Heart Sutra on the Golden Book, so as to better consolidate his foundation, and will have a greater grasp of the future impact on the congenital.

Although now he, to impact congenital, grasp is also very big, but with the flame of the heart, perhaps the effect will be better.

However, these days Liu Qian is not busy with cultivation, but looking for someone.

From that day on, in addition to the two unfortunate women, the other women, together with their second mother Xiao Ling, seemed to have evaporated from the human world. They disappeared without trace.

Even his heavenly eye and Jiang Qiuye's police system couldn't find these people. Liu Qian even used qingfengtang to buy news at all costs, but in the end, there was still no credible clue.

This group of "female" people, as if completely disappeared in people's sight.

What's more, Jianghai is not a small city. It's as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack if you want to find a few people out of the two million resident population.

"Still no news?"

Sitting in Xu Suqing's office, Liu Qian looked at a little brother coming over, with an embarrassed face. Liu Qian said with a smile, "OK, it's OK. Keep checking. If you have any news, you'll have it. If you don't have any news, you'll pull it down. Don't have pressure."

"I know, brother Qian."

The little brother nodded and walked out of the office.

"It's interesting."

Liu Qian, with a scornful smile, lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly. Not long after, he only heard him say to himself, "Er Niang, what have you suffered in the past few years, or are you an old witch?"

"Brother Qian!"

Seeing that Liu Qian came out of the main hall of Qingfeng hall, many younger brothers who seemed to be wandering around but were on guard came up to greet him“ Well, it's nothing. It's all over. "

With a wave of his hand, Liu Qian was carrying a cigarette and preparing to return to his villa.

Bang——

But at this time, a gunshot came, particularly harsh.