Zhou Xingnian was nearly fifty years old, and his beard was nearly half white. At this moment, Zhou Xing was pacing back and forth in the hall in panic.

Zhou Xing passed down his family for three generations and had a lot of wealth. He also bought dozens of acres of good fertile land in Songzhou. Although he had done a lot of activities in daily life, he paid taxes with grain and taxes. Since ancient times, he did not fight against the rich, and did not fight against the officials. Since Songzhou changed the sky, Cheng Zhiyuan and Duan Mingyu entered Songzhou, Zhou Xing immediately sought ways everywhere, and Cheng Zhiyuan's yamen ran many times. Cheng Zhiyuan did not have many official airs, and he accepted the gifts smoothly. Cheng Zhiyuan knew that if he kept these landlords and wealth out of his favor, it would make these local tyrants panic, which would not be conducive to the harmony and stability of society and prosperity. Sure enough, after learning that Cheng Zhiyuan had received his gifts, Zhou Xing's heart was finally overwhelmed.

But at night before yesterday, General Huaihua, who was in charge of military affairs in Songzhou, visited the door in person. The purpose of the visit was very simple. Duan Mingyu invested his own funds and purchased nearly half of the calligraphy and paintings in Songzhou with the pretext of Zhou Xing. Old man Zhou Xing has been unable to eat and cannot sleep in the past two days. Duan Mingyu's intentions have been more or less. Fang Wenzhong likes to steal calligraphy and paintings the most, and this is to attract a wolf into the house!

Zhou Xing admired Fang Wenzhong, the former commander of Songzhou. Fang Wenzhong, who was once the commander of the capital, was very popular with the people. He once protected the safety of the people and lived a down-to-earth manner. Zhou Xing always held an attitude of peace and stability, living a simple life, and defending this family business was worthy of his ancestors. It would be best not to provoke him when encountering such a thing. Duan Mingyu also realized that this landlord, Laocai, was also a good fortune. The revolutionary good comrade who did not shoot at his own people did not make things difficult for Zhou Xing. He just scattered troops outside the Zhou Mansion and closely monitored every move of Zhou Mansion. The original plan was to catch turtles directly in the Zhou Mansion, but now Duan Mingyu's chance to start was only after Fang Wenzhong succeeded in stealing. The difficulty of taking action outside the Zhou Mansion was greatly increased, so Duan Mingyu dispatched enough people, three floors inside and three floors outside to set up multiple encirclements on the Zhou Mansion.

Fang Wenzhong took it off and walked to a small tree outside the Zhou Mansion, relaxed his ape's arms, climbed up the tree with his light and neat skills, and then jumped, and in a flash, he disappeared outside the Zhou Mansion.

Duan Mingyu looked at Fang Wenzhong's disappearing back from a distance, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This smile was very sinister, vicious, and vulgar...

Fang Wenzhong entered the room with a mask and happened to meet the old rich man Zhou Xing who was frowning. Fang Wenzhong didn't think much about it. The so-called skilled and brave, it was meaningless. Fang Wenzhong broke into the window, and Old Man Zhou and Mrs. Zhou who were dozing on the table were awakened. Before the two could react, they were about to shout for help. Fang Wenzhong jumped in front of them with a flip, and the big sword with a cold light directly stood on the neck of the old rich man Zhou Xing: "If you dare to shout, try it, we always kill and bury!"

Zhou Xing was panicked at the beginning, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move. He was sweating profusely. However, he had already guessed the identity of the person, but his wealth was all in Songzhou and the government could not offend him. Duan Mingyu was the government in the government, and he couldn't offend him even more. So Zhou Laocai immediately made up his mind to cooperate with Duan Mingyu to play the show!

"Good man, please spare me. I surrender, I won't shout..." Zhou Xing immediately spoke and begged for mercy.

"Hmph, that's right. I only seek wealth and don't want to get involved in a life lawsuit. But if I force a family to be anxious, humph..." Fang Wenzhong said sinisterly. He has done so much to rob a family, and these lines are almost done casually and blurted out.

"Small ones, you must cooperate, you must cooperate..." Zhou Xing responded timidly.

"Well, tie your wife up first!" Fang Wenzhong threw the rope on the table, nodded and ordered the old man Zhou Xing who seemed to be intimidated and terrified.

"Yes, yes, yes, small ones are tied, tying this is tied..."

"You goddamn, if you dare to kidnap me, I won't play with you today..."

"Ahem, madam, I'm sorry!"

"Zhou Xing, you old man, do you want me to die sooner? You can marry that Widow Tian? I have long seen that you have no conscience..."

"If you say something more, I will cut your tongue!" Fang Wenzhong glared at Mrs. Zhou who was tantrums. Mrs. Zhou immediately stopped the painful pig howl. Her nose still couldn't help but thrust!

Zhou Xing tied Mrs. Zhou tremblingly. The blade on his neck made him tremble and tremble his legs, as if he was crazy: "Ahem, this man, he has tied it up, right..."

"Well, where are your calligraphy and paintings hidden?" Fang Wenzhong didn't say much, and pointed every sentence to the point without delaying it, heading straight to the point.

"Sure enough..." Zhou Xing secretly greeted Duan Mingyu, the female family member who caused trouble and broom star, in his heart. He looked at Fang Wenzhong, who was eager for the little star in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel sad about this guy. If he had known you were coming, we would have prepared it for you two days ago. Of course, this sentence can only be said in his heart.

"Ahem, all the calligraphy and paintings I have treasured in my house are in this cabinet!" Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and pointed to a cabinet with a big lock and said.

"Oh, where is the key?" Fang Wenzhong glanced at Han Bingbing's big lock lightly, and the knife in his hand couldn't help but hold it tighter.

"The key is on the waist of the little man!" Zhou Xing said honestly based on the principle of asking questions and answering questions.

Fang Wenzhong was always careful in his actions. He grabbed the old rich man Zhou Xing's throat with one hand, and held a knife in the other hand and picked up the key between Zhou Xing's waist.

Seeing Fang Wenzhong's face full of satisfaction, Zhou Xing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, the guy felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, and then the sky was spinning, and then there was nothing else.

Fang Wenzhong tied Zhou Xing first as usual, and then threw the husband and wife behind the door.

Pick up the key in your hand and quickly walked to the big cabinet.

"Squeak!"

Fang Wenzhong was shocked. Where did so many calligraphy and paintings come from? This... it was not that God was destined to make me rich, right? Fang Wenzhong picked up a volume of calligraphy and paintings and slowly spread them out.
Chapter completed!