Wu Taiping was the director of the Ancient City Bureau. He could mobilize thousands of policemen to set up an inescapable net in the ancient city with just one sentence?
When the people in the underworld of the ancient city heard this, it was too laughable.
If one boasted too much, it would break.
There were many permanent residents in the ancient city.
Every day, the ancient city would welcome tourists from all over the country. It was impossible to accurately count the number of people.
The gangsters in the ancient city, whether they were local ruffians or real gangsters, were convinced of the two people from the bottom of their hearts.
The younger one was the " Sixth Brother " mentioned by Gu City's Bureau Chief Wu Taiping. His real name was unknown, but there were only a handful of people in Gu City who knew his real name.
Brother Six was very particular about how he did things, and all the gangsters in the ancient city knew this. He was not arrogant and arrogant, and he was very efficient in keeping a low profile.
Sixth Brother was particular about one thing when he did things: help reason, not help relatives.
Sixth Brother was very particular about how he did things.
He wasn't old. Some people said he was only in his twenties, while others said he was in his thirties.
Whenever he encountered difficulties, Brother Six would help him if he could. He would help whoever was in the right to solve the problem.
Among the young men in the underworld of the ancient city, those who had entered the "Dao" in the past ten years only knew Sixth Brother.
In Sixth Brother's generation, everyone who had been in the underworld for more than ten years knew Master Jin.
In the ancient city, Brother Six only admired Master Jin.
In the ancient city, only Master Jin and Brother Six knew that Brother Six was Master Jin's favorite disciple.
The two of them never mentioned this matter to the outside world, and no one in the ancient city knew about it.
They thought that Master Jin was old. Even the director of Gucheng, Wu Taiping, thought that in Gucheng, the underworld was the most powerful, and the one with the most authority was Brother Six.
The person Wu Tian was calling was none other than Master Jin from the ancient city.
In a certain courtyard house in the ancient city.
Master Jin listened to the opera. He had been living a peaceful life for the past ten years.
Only a young man in a suit and leather shoes stood respectfully at the side with a calm smile on his face.
Ding! Ding!
The young man's pupils constricted. He turned his head to look at the old phone on the table. It was Master Jin's phone.
Master Jin never told him anything about his phone, and he never asked. It had been ten years, and this was the first time he had heard his phone ring.
"Xiao Liuzi, quick, give me the phone!”
Master Jin sat up and shouted at the young man.
Most of the people in the underworld who had seen the young man were people with status.
If it were them, they would definitely recognize the Little Six that Master Jin was talking about. It was Brother Six of Gu Cheng.
Brother Six handed the phone to Master Jin with both hands and asked respectfully,""Father Jin, I'll go out first."
"No need!"
Master Jin replied and picked up the phone after he got up.
"I'm Old Jin!"
"Old Jin? It was me.
You haven't died in ten years. You've lived a long life.”
When Old Jin recognized Wu Tian's voice, his eyes turned red and he was about to cry.
Brother Six stood there silently. He didn't like to talk. He liked to watch and listen.
What was wrong with Father Jin? Who was the other party? A phone call that could make Papa Jin lose his composure was definitely not simple.
"Thanks to you, Old Jin hasn't repaid you for saving his life. I don't dare to die.”
Old Jin took a deep breath and smiled happily, like a child who had just received a toy.
"Nearly a hundred national treasures were stolen from the museum? I know about this. Alright, I'll let Xiao Liuzi see you.”
"I want to be the Grim Reaper. Hello? Hello?"
Beep toot!
After the call was hung up, Master Jin's wrinkled face did not show any dissatisfaction or negative expression.
It was as if it was only natural for Wu Tian to hang up on him.
"Little Six."
Master Jin handed the phone to Brother Six. Although there was a smile on his face, anyone could see that the smile on his face was gradually fading.
"Stealing a national treasure is like digging up someone's ancestral grave. Heaven will not tolerate it. Go to the Huang family's steamed bun restaurant and wait.
Also, use all your connections to investigate. If those bastards who stole the national treasure are still in the ancient city, beat them half to death before informing the police.
Remember to bring Bucktooth Su with you. He's a part of the cultural relic dealers 'circle, and that person needs him.”
Brother Six put his phone back in its original position and nodded respectfully.""Okay, Father Jin."
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