"See, sir..."

Pierce's meaning is very clear. The money has been given, so should we take away the "things" on him?

Fang Yuanshan, who was still wandering around, heard the words "Pearce" beside him, turned around and smiled, "Oh, you said bombs, don't worry, wait for me to go around for a few more times."

After saying that, Fang Yuanshan was strolling around in this luxurious interior decoration house. Pierce followed him closely. It would be impossible not to follow him. The "mixed/egg" said that a magnetic sensor was installed in the bomb. If he had been away from him, he would explode after more than ten meters away...

"Tsk tsk tsk, this naked girl is nice, she draws it very delicately, it's really a tiny look!"

Pierce looked at the two oil paintings that Li Fugui had already held, and said with a sad face: "This modern oil painting is really worthless. If you...you should see..."

"Bang"

Fang Yuanshan stretched out his big hand and patted his shoulder, grinning and said, "Hey Pierce, look at what you said, how could I ask for your painting in vain!"

"Yes, yes, how can these paintings behold Mr. Fang's magical eyes!"

"I can't say that, I think it's good to hang this painting in my bathroom/room, Pierce, what do you think?"

“…”

Pierce, who was almost angry, had no idea about the background of the guy's surname, except that he knew that this guy's surname was Fang. But this guy seemed quite calm. He was leisurely visiting among the old masters of one of the four major Italian mafia. I really don't know what his background is!

After wandering around the first floor, Fang Yuanshan walked slowly towards the second floor. I don’t know if this Pierce really likes it or fake. There are many antique sculptures and modern sculptures in the house, which are as close as possible. There are many walls, shelves, and corners everywhere, and even the handrails of the stairs are carefully carved.

“Are these things valuable?”

For these "decorations", Fang Yuanshan's heart is only valuable and worthless; as for beauty, in his heart, the handicrafts carved from abrasives in the factory are no worse than them.

Hearing his question, Pierce, who was behind the butt, said firmly: "It's not worth it, it's all gadgets on the market, I bought it casually."

"Oh, I'll give me two. The living room in my house is too monotonous. I'll find two festive ones to put there. Well, it's best to have that kind of meaning of attracting wealth. You know, I'm a Chinese and I'm very superstitious about this!"

“…”

Pierce's face behind him was already dripping with gloomy face, but his life was still in the hands of others, so he could not help but say "no".

Fang Yuanshan in front turned around and looked at him, curled his lips and said, "Look at your stingy look, forget it, don't want it!" After that, he started to visit the second floor of the house without waiting for his answer.

This floor should be where Pierce rests. In addition to a huge bedroom, this mafia boss actually learned to be a culture and built a study. He looked at it from the four-dimensional image and found that there were still many books in it.

Fang Yuanshan was too lazy to visit the bedroom full of all kinds of interesting items. The study was right in front of him, so he walked slowly over.

Pierce, who was behind, was stunned when he saw him walking towards the study room, then followed with a gloomy face.

"Look, look, no wonder people say that hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated. You have started to study philosophy. Who can beat you?" Fang Yuanshan, who was holding a history of the development of modern and modern philosophy, said "tsk tsk" and said with a sound.

After taking a look at the English translation of the history of philosophy in Fang Yuanshan's hand with a plastic cover, Pierce's skin trembled unconsciously. He could see that he was just a fool. He was used to rush to the bookshelf. As a godfather of the mafia, he went to see such a big deal if he was sick!

But seeing this "smooth/egg" waiting for his answer seriously, he had no choice but to say: "I bought it before, but I haven't had time to read it."

"oh"

Nodding, he then stuffed the book back into the bookshelf and turned toward the teak desk. However, before Pierce could breathe a sigh of relief, Fang Yuanshan, who was moving forward, turned back and said something that almost made him faint.

"Why do I feel that there is something wrong with your bookshelf? Did you make a secret door?"

"No...no, how could it be? You must be thinking too much, haha." Pierce said with a stiff smile, almost hated Fang Yuanshan in his heart. If he had a gun in his hand now, he would have wished he could shoot a hundred and eighty holes on him.

"No, there must be something wrong with this bookshelves. Look, this bookshelves are so thick, but there seems to be a little fewer books, and the depth is nearly two-thirds less. The back is definitely hollow. Do you think what I analyzed is right?"

"Uh...this...this..."

Seeing him silent, Li Fugui was holding a few oil paintings, and smiling tightly on his square face. He also discovered that this boss was sometimes really naughty. He had known it for a long time, but he was still fussy.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Fang Yuanshan said "kindly": "It seems that Boss Pierce doesn't know either. But no wonder, you said that this manor was left to you by the last Camora family leader, and you must not be very clear."

"I...I..."

Before he could say something, Fang Yuanshan had already lowered his head and searched around, and said while looking for it: "Xiaopi, let me tell you that secret doors like this are usually institution. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely be around the bookshelf. You might as well look for it."

"Little Pi?"

Pierce, who was still standing in the middle of the room, almost vomited an old blood. When did he become known as "Little Skin"? Li Fugui, who was next to him, burst out his mouth and laughed silently, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"Hey, I just said there is an organ, you don't believe it!" Fang Yuanshan found the organ behind a row of thick financial books in the middle, then reached in and pressed it, and the bookshelf slowly slid towards both sides like an automatic door.

At this time, the forty-year-old Pierce's eyes kept beating, and the hand hanging on her waist was slimming and loosening, and then tightening again. She obviously felt very uneasy inside.

Let’s not talk about how this man saw that there was something wrong with the bookshelf, but let’s talk about the mechanism of the bookshelf. It is clearly hidden behind thousands of books. Where did he see where the mechanism is? If you find it slowly, it would be fine, but this guy is just like his own. Without saying a few words, he reached out to those books and found the mechanism...

Before he could get upset, the "smash/other" started to make a fuss again.

"Hehe, Xiaopi, come here quickly. I have found a treasure room for you. Look, there is such a big safe here, we are going to get rich."

Standing behind Pierce almost fell to the ground when he heard what he said. Is there anyone more shameless and shameless than him? He is obviously his manor and his study, so why has he become "we"?

However, looking at Fang Yuanshan's "cheering" look, thinking of his denied that there was an agency in the study just now, his cheeks twitched and said, "This safe is so big, I don't have a key, so it seems that I can't open it anymore."

When Li Fugui heard what he said, a strange smile appeared on his face. His boss's methods were unpredictable. Isn't it possible to handle a mere safe in minutes?

As Li Fugui expected, Fang Yuanshan did not disappoint him, and he did not use any keys or passwords at all. He directly extended his hand to the large safe about two meters high and two meters wide.

"Click, click"
Chapter completed!