Chapter 31

Zhang Lin originally intended to finish talking about the Huo family today and then start counting the Flat Three Sects.

But it seems that today it is destined that Sancheng Garden will not be calm.

Just after finishing talking about the kung fu practiced by the Huo family women, a team of special forces suddenly poured into Sancheng Garden.

The leader said: "Sorry everyone, the official is doing business, let the idlers leave."

The Xia Kingdom has always had a close relationship between the army and the people.

So the people present were not very nervous when they saw the soldiers.

It's just that the storytelling was interrupted, and everyone was a bit unhappy.

"Captain, we bought tickets to listen to the storytelling today; if it ends suddenly, who will compensate for our losses?"

"That's right, my scalper ticket cost several thousand!"

"Me too! If you have something to ask Mr. Zhang, you can wait until he finishes talking, anyway, he won't run away!"

The leader said: "You can negotiate the losses with the manager of Sancheng Garden."

"But today we are here with a mission; whoever delays time again is obstructing official business."

Hearing this, everyone didn't dare to shout anymore and could only leave Sancheng Garden in disappointment.

Yin Nanfeng in the second-floor private box saw this scene and frowned: "Things are getting more and more interesting; even the military has been dispatched."

Zhang Yueshan was not surprised: "Although the Warring States silk book was lost, it is in the hands of the Americans."

"In recent years, the United States has privately dug up many ancient tombs in the Xia Kingdom through cooperation or private company exploration."

"I'm afraid that among these, there are some related to the Warring States silk book."

"The military suddenly dispatched, it should be that they finally found some clues and don't want to let go."

Zhang Yueshan finished speaking and said again: "Let's go quickly; there is a lot of right and wrong here."

Yin Nanfeng smiled, "The thief, seeing the official, naturally feels guilty."

Zhang Yueshan looked at her coldly.

"You must make it clear, my Zhang family is an official."

Yin Nanfeng didn't speak, only slandered in her heart: I don't know which dynasty or generation of officials it is.

The two just opened the door of the private box and saw Old Lady Huo walking out of another private box with Huo Hongxiu.

Yin Nanfeng saw the wound on Old Lady Huo's face and immediately smiled: "This storyteller's move is really ruthless; this is hitting people and hitting faces!"

Zhang Lin's hidden weapon not only scratched Old Lady Huo's face.

It also specifically picked the side where she took off the ear needle.

Zhang Lin's revenge is indeed picking people's pain points!

Zhang Yueshan was a bit curious: "I don't know what hidden weapon this person used; I don't see anything on the stage that can be used as a hidden weapon."

The two talked and waited for Old Lady Huo to leave before slowly going downstairs.

And Tianzhen and Fatty who followed them were directly stunned.

Fatty swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pulled Tianzhen in disbelief.

"Tianzhen, do the man and woman mean that the wound on the old lady's face just now was caused by the storyteller Mr. Zhang?"

"When the hell did this happen? Why didn't I see it at all!"

Wu Tianzhen also felt incredible.

Old Lady Huo and Zhang Lin fought with hidden weapons, back and forth, and even Old Lady Huo was scratched on the face.

But they, who were focused on listening to the storytelling, didn't hear any movement at all.

Even Wu Tianzhen had been staring at Zhang Lin and didn't find him making any move to throw hidden weapons.

Wu Tianzhen said: "This is probably the exchange of moves between Jianghu masters; people like us definitely can't see anything."

The two walked downstairs with a sigh.

Zhang Lin had already come down from the stage and was talking to the leader of the special forces.

It's just that he keenly felt that someone on the second floor was staring at him.

When Zhang Lin looked up, he saw a man in a black hood watching him.

Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows; this person actually came to listen to his storytelling?

Zhang Lin nodded to the man, but the little brother's face had no reaction.

Instead, he looked at Zhang Lin twice more and then left.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but complain: Sure enough, he is a paralyzed face plus a muffled oil bottle!

"Mr. Zhang, are you listening?" The special forces captain saw Zhang Lin distracted and couldn't help asking.

Zhang Lin immediately took back his gaze and said: "Oh, Captain Liu, I am listening."

"You just asked me if I know the whereabouts of the Warring States silk book."

"That's overestimating me; the Warring States silk book was indeed lost, and I guess it's still in the hands of that American."

"As for the name of the American who cheated the silk book, I can tell you."

Hearing this, Captain Liu was a bit happy.