"Whew~" Jian Er wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and let out a long sigh of relief. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Oh my God, it always says that three women can top five hundred ducks, but according to her, once this man is verbose, one can top five hundred ducks." In order to persuade the old man Song not to come over (mainly because he was worried that the old man would jump up in fright when he saw the big pits in her garden that had not yet been added), Jian Er could be said to have exhausted the power of the wilderness.

However, humming a tune that is not a song, Jian Er is in a good mood and turns over the information in front of her again, although it is said that it has been noisy early in the morning, but it can't stand the rich "return" behind it.

Especially this thing others can't say anything about her, although it wasn't Miyamoto Naoto and their museum that made this happen, but this thing was made by their J people, right, with a heavy weapon at her Miss Song's home, and even the god ninja of J country ran out, if she still gave these little j people a good look, then she Song Da Lady would not become a ninja turtle. It's a girl's prerogative to be angry and unreasonable, and she didn't take a big broom to fight people and agreed to continue trading, that is, she has cultivated. No matter where it is placed, she will take care of it.

"Well, this painted incense burner in the Wanli period is really good, as well as this official kiln pastel landscape amphora, Qing Dynasty cloisonné enamel snuff bottle...... Sure enough, these little J people just can't get on the stage, and they don't even have a few heavy weapons! Well, it seems that I still have to study it with those old men, so I don't believe it, there are few decent things in the name of the National Museum of J country! By the way...... Those old men seemed to have said that Director Yang of the SH City Museum knew a lot about the situation in country J, so if they wanted to contact him and ask? If they have good things but they don't come out, and they just use these small pieces to fool me, then don't blame me for sitting on the ground and raising the price for him by a few percentage points! I remember that a few old men asked him to help sort out the information that day, and I don't know how he did. Hmm~, why don't you call and ask?mobile phone, mobile phone, what is the phone number of Director Yang......

Jian'er is trying her best to dig out the old bottoms of those J people, so that she can squeeze two taels of oil out of the cracks in the stones, and on the other side, the guys who were "squeezed oil" by Jian'er are not in such a good mood.

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As soon as he returned to the hotel, as soon as the door closed, Naoto Miyamoto could no longer control his anger, and picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it on the ground.

"Ping Pong!" The teacup slammed to the ground, and the splashed pieces of broken porcelain slashed across Tanaka's hand, bringing up a shallow red mark, red blood slid down Tanaka's fingers, and a faint smell of blood spread throughout the room. But Masao Tanaka didn't dare to hide, and he didn't even dare to wipe the blood on his hands, for fear that once there was any movement on his side, he would attract Miyamoto's attention, and he would be unlucky at that time, not only the teacup, but also him.

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But even in the midst of his anger, Miyamoto Naoto still kept a trace of calm, he is very much in the Z country, but not their J country, not on his territory, once his radical behavior spreads, it reaches the ears of that hateful Shina woman, and it will cause her dissatisfaction and cause more serious consequences. After all, Naoto Miyamoto hasn't forgotten how the extra 30% came from this time.

Now the only thing that Miyamoto is happy about is that because he likes tranquility very much, he specially chose this hotel with good sound insulation regardless of location and room, otherwise even if he is angry to death, he will have to suppress this anger and dare not let it out.

"Miyamoto-kun, what do you say we should do now?" After a long time, it could be seen that Naoto Miyamoto was slowly regaining his composure, and Masao Tanaka dared to ask. After all, when they came, it could be said that they were shouldering a heavy trust, but who would have thought that such a change would happen to something that should have been a safe place, and they had to carefully consider what to do next.

"Otherwise, let's just not do two stops, and just give that woman to ......" Masao Tanaka stretched out his hand and made a gesture of dropping the knife.

"Bahu!" Before Tanaka Masao finished speaking, Miyamoto Naoto directly slapped Tanaka Masao in the face.

"Hey!" Masao Tanaka bowed on his heels, but he didn't dare to speak more.

"What do you know, have you forgotten to see the situation in the garden behind her?!That hasn't killed that woman yet, what do you think you have and what skills can you have to guarantee a one-hit kill? Once that woman doesn't die, let her find out about us, what will happen to you?!" Miyamoto roared.

Could it be that Masao Tanaka, a fool, thought that he hadn't thought of this way? But he couldn't take that woman in the previous battle, and Miyamoto Naoto didn't think that he had the ability to make a bigger battle in a short period of time. Besides, even if he gets it out, who can guarantee that it will work? If the man is okay, then it may be his turn to die, and it is not some kind of life-and-death feud that cannot be passed, and he will not be so stupid.

"Hey, it's a subordinate who is not thoughtful!" Tanaka Masao bowed, and at the same time knew that Tian himself definitely had a bad idea just now, "So what should we do next?"

"I'm going to think about it again......" Naoto Miyamoto sat down, his eyes half-closed, and reached out to rub his eyebrows gently, a habitual action he made when he was thinking seriously. And Masao Tanaka stood aside obediently and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that he would interrupt Naoto Miyamoto's train of thought.

"Tanaka-kun. After a long while, Naoto Miyamoto finally closed his eyes.

"Hey!" Is this a way to think of a way? Tanaka Masao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly leaned over to answer.