Super Golden Eye

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"Stinky bitch, you are crazy, go home quickly, don't delay my business." Fatty Wang was so angry, he raised his hand and slapped the aggressive woman on the face.

But the woman's skill is extraordinary, she flicked her feet, and suddenly passed by. Then the counterattack was a punch, which hit Fatty Wang's right eye firmly.

Oops, with a scream, Fatty Wang's huge body was knocked to the ground, and he covered his eyes and wailed for a while.

Seeing this, Monk Zhou next to him felt the cold wind blowing from his spine. He turned around and was about to run, but before he could take a step, the pungent girl grabbed her by the collar and dragged her back.

"What did the master say before he died? Let's send Qiu Yimai, cursed by ghosts and gods, and we are not allowed to do business in reverse, otherwise there will be disasters. Did you two forget it!" The spicy girl shouted.

After she finished speaking, she snatched the Guanyin bottle from the old man's hand, and shouted carelessly: "I won't sell it, and I won't sell it for any money. Please go back, everyone."

"Sister-in-law, don't make trouble, that's 980,000." Seeing this, Monk Zhou shouted anxiously.

The complexions of the old men changed, knowing that they were being plotted against. But after thinking about it, this Guanyin bottle is probably genuine. 980,000 low is not high!

"Little girl, it's convenient, some of us old guys came from Xianghai City especially, and we fell in love with this treasure at a glance, so you can sell it to us old men." The old man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose , said kindly.

The old man next to him rolled his eyes, and then added: "At worst, let's add more money, one million, how about it."

"All right, all right, the deal is up to me!" Fatty Wang covered his eyes and got up from the ground. After finishing speaking, he was about to grab the Guanyin bottle, but before he could get close to him, he was kicked back by the spicy girl.

Passers-by saw this scene and burst into laughter, but the people who had been hanging out on the antique street all year round seemed to be used to it, and they didn't even look at it.

Fang Yang originally squatted on the ground to pick out the bronze coins, but when he looked up, he couldn't move his eyes away.

I saw an ancient golden seal hanging from the waist of the pungent girl, the size of the seal was three fingers, and the height was about four centimeters. At first glance, it’s nothing special, but you can use your golden eyes to see, good guy, there is a mass of milky white aura scattered on it, and its content is preliminarily estimated to be as high as that of Baojian Chengying.

However, this milky white spiritual energy was mixed with clusters of evil spirits. Fang Yang took a look, only to feel a thud in the back of his head, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Huh?" The pungent girl's heart skipped a beat, and she looked down at Fang Yang. Her complexion changed, and she snorted coldly: "Boy, what are you looking at, I have never seen a couple quarreling."

"I've seen a quarrel, but I've never seen it so ruthless. Boss, I can't sell the copper coins. I want them all." Fang Yang picked up a bag of copper coins, at least three hundred coins in it.

In fact, there are only seventeen or eight that can be used. The point is, if you buy this pile of copper coins, you can have a good relationship with Fatty Wang.

"Sell it, brother, don't worry, I'll tell you when I finish my work." Fatty Wang said with a smile, then looked at the pungent girl with a livid face, and cursed: "Yang Fan, can you Don't mess around. What Master said is the old almanac, if you don't sell it now, go to the Northwest Wind."

"Drinking the northwest wind is the northwest wind. What are you looking at? You scattered. You old men didn't understand what was going on. My mother won't sell it. And you, get out of here quickly, and the copper coins will not be sold!" Yang Fan fiercely scolded.

Several old men saw that she had a tough attitude, and the other two men were not her opponents at all. They had no choice but to give up regretfully, but before they left, they still left their business cards, so that Yang Fan and the others could figure it out before calling them.

Fang Yang didn't leave, but stood there waiting for the three of them. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had to establish a relationship with them. In other words, he wanted to absorb the aura on this small seal. Even if they don't swallow it, with the help of these three people, maybe we can find more ancient relics with aura.

"You ruined a good business like this. Your mother really didn't name you for nothing, Yang Fan, Yang Fan, I don't think you are Yuanhang, you can go to the sky. Whose little girl calls this name! Come on, son The money for the summer camp was wasted again. I don’t care, go back and explain to him yourself.” Fatty Wang scolded dejectedly, covering his purple eyes, squatting on the ground to pack his things, and let out a scream from time to time.

Yang Fan snorted coldly, threw the stick aside, and helped him tidy up together. Monk Zhou shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found that Fang Yang was still there.

"Fatty, don't clean up, this little boss is still waiting to buy copper coins." Monk Zhou kicked Fatty Wang quickly, and said with a smile.

Fatty Wang looked up, the cloud disappeared in an instant, and a smiling face greeted him: "My little brother looks familiar, has he been to my house before? My sister-in-law is like this, she has a violent temper since she was a child. Don't be afraid, I will wait until you get home." cleaning her up."

"My sister-in-law has a good temper, she can be regarded as a hero among women." Fang Yang smiled, pointed to the copper coins on the ground, and said, "Let's count, I want all these little things."

"All of them? It's convenient to ask, brother, why are you buying this thing?" Fatty Wang asked. He rolled his eyes and looked Fang Yang up and down, thinking that it was a bit strange.

"The town house is broken. I have a friend who sells cars. He plans to weave red string into five emperor coins and put them in the car." Fang Yang said.

Fatty Wang showed a suddenly realized expression, weighed the cloth bag with his hand, and said, "It's estimated that there are more than three hundred pieces, but less than four hundred pieces. I will give you a cheap price, and I will take all 500 yuan."

"Is it so accurate? Otherwise, let's check it out. It's 2 yuan each." After Fang Yang finished speaking, he squatted on the ground and began to check.

Fatty Wang smiled confidently: "I advise you not to check, my brother. You are probably well prepared for our business. We can say our ugly words first. If there is a lot of difference, you have to make up the difference for me."

"What's the price difference, brother, listen to me, take all 400 yuan away." Yang Fan interrupted suddenly, and said.

Fatty Wang was so angry that he turned around and gave her a hard look. His wife spoke, so he had no choice but to follow suit, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you picked up a big deal today, okay, 400 is 400, and you can get the goods for the money."

Fang Yang paid without saying a word. Then I looked at Fatty Wang's booth for a while, and bought another gadget that looked good.

Fatty Wang and Monk Zhou looked at each other, and knew that he had met a rich patron. As soon as the two of them looked at each other, they immediately surrounded them, and after a while of crackling, they took out all the ancient things that had been put away.

Fang Yang smiled secretly, and said in his heart that what he wanted was the effect like yours. He turned his eyes, drifted to Yang Fan's waist, and said, "Sister-in-law's little thing on her waist is pretty good, can you sell it to me, it just hangs in my car."

Yang Fan's expression changed suddenly when Xiao Jinyin was mentioned. She reached out and wiped her waist, and directly hid the gold seal. With a straight face, he said, "Not for sale."

Fatty Wang and Monk Zhou moved their ears and stood up. Fang Yang was sandwiched between one left and one right, with a bad expression on his face.

Fang Yang pretended not to understand, said that it was fine, and turned to leave. But he was directly blocked by Fatty Wang: "Brother, which road are you on?"

"Which way are you messing around?" Fang Yang asked blankly.

Monk Zhou snorted coldly, and cursed in a low voice: "Mother Shaote is pretending, you have seen Faqiu Yin at least a dozen times, tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

"It turns out that his name is Faqiu Yin. I think the two of you misunderstood him. I really like it. If you don't buy it, forget it. Just pretend I didn't ask." Fang Yang was not angry, and walked out after speaking.

Fatty Wang frowned, but he didn't stop him this time. After playing a trick on Monk Zhou, the two retreated.

"I heard this morning that someone from the Fengshui lineage came out of the rivers and lakes again, and several people were killed last night. Let's not get involved with the Qiumen." Fatty Wang muttered.

Yang Fan nodded, slightly worried: "If it's really not possible, go out and hide."

"It's been so many years since I wanted to hide from you, and they can't kill them all. If they really come here, I will let them go and never return!" Monk Zhou snorted coldly, and a sinister aura emerged spontaneously.

If Fang Yang was here, he would be shocked, because Monk Zhou had more evil spirits than anyone else on the gambling boat, and its height was hard to describe by scale!