90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 85

Lisa planned to transport the antiques and zombies that Li Dawei traded to them back to the United States overnight.

What she didn't know was that a tight net had been set up at the dock. Not only the two CID groups were dispatched, but even the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau was involved in the operation.

Inspector Ruan specially sent out two of his most capable men to catch the tomb robber and smuggler in the act.

And Anzi went ahead, carrying a small bag and going to Pu Hang's tomb alone.

I heard that there are still a lot of good things left in the second underground floor of the tomb. Anzi believes that those people will definitely not let them go and will go there again. She wants to meet them and see which master is helping the evil.

A tiny figure was moving through the dense forest, with a ball of fire flying in front of it. If you look closely, you can see that the ball of fire is a small paper crane.

Xiaonan ran around, and a faint white breath came out. The weather was getting colder and colder.

Xiaoshu jumped around in Anzi's space and chatted with Anzi during the breaks in his practice.

"Master, I will be able to transform in less than two years. Do you want me to be a boy or a girl?"

Anzi: … “Girl.”

Xiaoshu: “Why?”

Anzi kept walking, calculating as he walked.

"Why so many whys? I like girls."

Xiao Shu shook his head, pretending to think, and after a while he uttered, "Okay... Then I'll try to get closer to the girl..."

Xiaoshu: ...Woo woo woo, how should it say that it has a premonition that it will become a boy.

At the same time, on the other side of Beishankou, a team of more than ten people were traveling lightly, each with a flashlight, and were hurrying on their way.

They were all people who had participated in the operation last time, so they were naturally familiar with the route. In such a valley, no one deviated from the route.

Yuqi, who was in the lead, held a compass in his hand, and beside him there was a bodyguard as strong as an iron tower holding a flashlight for him so that he could check at any time.

Just as they were about to reach their destination, Yuqi suddenly raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop.

"What's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man with a big beard behind him.

Yuqi didn't move, just listened with his ear tilted. The Iron Tower bodyguard made a gesture, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Here, a young ghost, about twenty-five or twenty-six, kept chattering around An Zi who was on his way.

"Hey! Kid! Don't leave!"

"It's dangerous over there!"

"There are man-eating monsters!"

Anzi rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention.

Judging from the way this ghost is dressed, he looks like a tomb robber. He is probably one of that group of people.

"Ouch! Stop going forward!"

The young ghost stretched out his hands to block An Zi, he knew An Zi could see him.

Anzi was not in a good mood towards the tomb robber. He looked up and glared at him, "Get out of the way!"

"I won't!" The young ghost made a stamping motion, his pale face full of anxiety, "I really didn't lie to you, there are zombies over there! You know zombies, right?"

The young ghost gestured, "It's very dangerous!"

He could sense the aura of a fellow practitioner on Anzi's body, and guessed that she must be a young person from a metaphysical family who came out to gain experience, so he wanted to stop her even more.

Anzi paused, raised his left index and middle fingers slightly, and the little paper crane flew higher into the air, almost touching the young ghost's face. He was so scared that he quickly stepped back two meters.

When the light from the little paper crane shone on the face of the young ghost, Anzi's pupils shrank instantly. This person... No, it was this face, she had seen it before!

To be precise, she had seen this person's photo in Wang Po's safe.

Wang Po told her that the man in the photo was her father who made a lot of money in Taiwan and whom she had never met.

Anzi: ???
"Are you An Yan?" She was not sure.

An Yan was stunned, "Do you know me?"

An Zi thought how could he not know him, because every holiday Wang Po would take out photos of Huang Mao in strange clothes and look at them.

"Who are you?" An Yan floated back, keeping a safe distance from the little girl in front of him. It was unknown what he was thinking about, but his eyes gradually became alert.

Anzi curled his lips. With such courage, how did he manage to get into gangs? He is not even qualified to be a thug, right?

"I am the granddaughter of An Laoqi." Anzi did not move forward. He crossed his arms, raised his chin, and looked at An Yan with disdain.

Wang Po still doesn’t know her life experience, and it’s not written in the book. She wants to know what happened when she was born, so she can only find An Yan. She has calculated it several times before, but unfortunately she has never been able to find his whereabouts.

I didn't expect to meet him here in this desolate mountain and wilderness, and he has become a new ghost.

When An Yan heard An Zi say that she was An Laoqi's granddaughter, she felt as if she had seen a ghost.

"Who do you think you are?"

An Zi moved her fingers, and the little paper crane flew back to her. She glanced at the stunned An Yan and said, "I said I am the granddaughter of An Laoqi, and Wang Po is my grandma."

“No, no, no, how is this possible? Where did I get…” An Yan said here and looked at An Zi in shock again.

He remembered.

Back then, someone gave him a baby girl who had just been released and asked him to deal with her, but he had to go on a mission suddenly, so he handed the baby girl to his childhood friend who was drinking with him... Did that idiot Zou Kai take the child to his home?

An Yan wanted to scratch his head, he was not sure.

When he called home and said he was going to Taiwan, his mother didn't mention the child to him.

But...it seems like he didn't even give his mother a chance to speak...

"Well...well, since you know me, I'll tell you the truth. I am your father, An Yan, and you should have seen my photo." An Yan cleared his throat and decided to acknowledge this daughter.

Anyway, he is dead, and with this daughter, his An family can be considered to have a successor. It doesn't matter where she came from, as long as she is a member of the An family now.

Anzi pursed his lips and took a few steps forward.

"What do you think? Am I, your dad, handsome and suave?" An Yan shook his bangs that were about to cover one eye, gave An Zi a self-proclaimed handsome smile, and struck a self-proclaimed handsome pose.

Before Anzi could answer, the little book in the space started laughing so hard that the whole book was flipping around.

[Charming and dashing, handsome, hahahahahaha… these two words are insulting! Hahahaha…]

Sensing Anzi's emotions, it was startled and quickly behaved itself, not daring to move again.

Anzi was in mixed emotions, suspecting that with An Yan's intelligence, he might not even know what happened back then.

She raised her hand and glanced at the electronic watch on her wrist. She had wasted too long here and had no time to chat with An Yan in detail. She simply threw out a talisman and took him in before he could react.

Everything will be settled after she deals with Pu Hang’s tomb.

The little paper crane continued to light the way ahead. Anzi quickened his pace and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

"You go down and move the goods first." Yuqi ordered in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the compass.

Upon hearing this, the bearded man hummed softly and made some secret gestures to the brothers he brought with him that only they understood.

(End of this chapter)