"Xiaolong, Zhang Xingxing came by train from his hometown Wenfu, and it is estimated that he will be here early tomorrow morning!"

In the restaurant, Ge Dahai smiled and drank a large glass of beer, and clicked on another person in the photo album.

"Damn, what kind of person is this, is it a human or a ghost, so scary?"

As soon as he saw this person in the album, Hua Fan was startled, and Tang Xiaolong was also moved.

I saw that this person was wearing a white dress like a practice uniform, not only full of white hair, but also white hair and a shawl, his face was as white as paper, and in his snow-white hand, he was also holding a white paper fan.

This paper fan is a pale piece of paper with no content.

"The sea, this man is a white paper fan, why is he full of gray hair?"

Tang Xiaolong asked in surprise.

In today's age of pursuing individuality, men have long hair, long hair shawls or braids, although it is very rare, but even if they do, they don't need to be regarded as wonderful.

However, if a man has long hair, he still has long snow-white hair, so there is no one in ten thousand.

This kind of person walks on the street, just like a white-haired witch, which will definitely attract onlookers from passers-by and will blow up the circle of friends.

"Well, he is a white paper fan, his real name is Bai Huan, however, very few people know his real name, and almost everyone calls him a white paper fan. ”

Ge Dahai said, "As for his white hair and white skin, he said that it is inherited from the family, and it is better to keep it white than to dye his white hair black again and again, which is also a personality." ”

"Hehe, it's really personal, it's unforgettable. Tang Xiaolong smiled and said, "By the way, this white paper fan, where is he from, how old is he, and what kind of ability does he have?"

"He is a native of Beihu, 28 years old, and now he should be mixed in Wuhe City, the provincial capital of Beihu, he is our company's military advisor, and he deals with the company's strategic development and relations with other forces.

Ge Dahai said seriously.

"Oh, it turned out to be a think tank, a military advisor, okay, hurry up and call and let him come to work with him!" Tang Xiaolong said happily.

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Beihu Province, Wuhe City.

The sun is scorching, and the sun is like fire.

On the antique street in the north of the city, the earth exposed by the poisonous sun is almost as hot as a soldering iron.

The white paper fan is still wearing a flowing white dress, under the shade of a willow tree on the street, spreading out a plastic sheet, sitting cross-legged on it, holding a pale paper fan in his snow-white hands, and fanning it for a while.

In front of him, there was a black wooden box, and inside the wooden box, there was a dagger about thirty centimeters long.

This dagger is worn with a metal sleeve.

The whole dagger is dark gold, and the exposed handle is engraved with complex patterns, and the dagger set also seems to be engraved with stars in the sky, making the whole dagger look simple and domineering, as if it is not ordinary.

"Yang Shao, your love for antiques is really a backbone! Today, on a hot day of 39 degrees, you are still interested in visiting the antique street!"

"Hehe, Black Fang, my love for antiques is like your love for beautiful women, when you can't get out of bed in the hospital, you still want to fight with beautiful women for 300 rounds, isn't it?"

"Ahh

At this moment, two young men with obscene laughter took to the streets of the antique street.

The white paper fan is hand-cranked and folded, and you can take a look.

I saw this Yang Shao who came over, in his thirties, with an inch head, a dark face, and his facial features were not exquisite, and he didn't have the impression of "less" at all.

He is holding the latest Apple mobile phone in his left hand and a dark yellow cypress bracelet on his right wrist.

The black tooth next to him lived up to his name, with a big tooth and a very black mouth, wearing a black back-strength vest and a bobcat beast tattooed on his arm, and he looked like a gangster.

The white paper fan retracted his gaze, the paper fan in his hand shook slightly, and he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

These days, if you are a person or not, you can be called a few, be a gangster, and you have to wear a black elastic vest.

When these gangsters dare to wear white button-down shirts instead of black elastic vests, they will realize the value of a gangster's life.

"it! Yang Shao, look, that person, the white-haired witch!"

"Yay, the man...... Is that person a woman, that's a man, what kind of eyes do you have, black teeth, you have played with so many women!"

"Hey, it looks like it's really a man, and he's still setting up a stall to sell something!"

"Well, this person looks a little coquettish, go over and see what he sells!"

About twenty meters away, Yang Shao and Heiya were laughing and talking, and they were not afraid of hearing the white paper fan here, and the two of them came over with a curious look as if they had discovered something strange.

Coming to the white paper fan, Yang Shaoxian looked at the dagger displayed in the wooden box, as if it didn't arouse any interest in him, and asked the white paper fan, "Man, ask you something." ”

"Ask what?" the expression of the white paper fan was as plain as water.

"Is your hair real or fake?" Yang Shao asked curiously.

"Is this a serious problem?"

The pale face of the white paper fan, just like the pale paper fan in his hand, barely had the breath of a living person, let alone smiled.

"Hey, boy, how do you talk to Yang Shao?!" the villain-like black tooth shouted at the white paper fan.

"Black Fang, be polite. ”

Yang Shao smiled slightly, and said to the white paper fan, "Your full head of white hair, if it's true, then you may not be a layman, I'm interested in seeing this dagger you sell, if your full head of white hair is fake, then you are a big parallel goods, what you sell, where can it really be?"

Hearing this, the white paper fan shook the fan, as if it made sense, and nodded, "Well, my white hair is all true." ”

"Really, can you pull one out and let me check it?" asked Yang Shao.

This request sounded unreasonable and absurd, but the white paper fan did not bother, and directly pulled out a snow-white long hair and handed the hair more than 40 cm long to Yang Shao.

Yang Shao rubbed it in his hand, nodded and said, "Is it real hair, or is it pulled over the straight board, it's elegant enough and coquettish enough!"

"Do you still want to see what I sell?" said the white paper fan, "If you want to see it, please go farther away if you don't see it." ”

"Yo?" Yang Shao raised his eyebrows and threw the white hair in his hand directly on the ground, "Boy, is this the dagger you sell, what's the situation, how much does it cost?"

As he spoke, Yang Shao picked up the dagger, feeling that the weight was much heavier than that of an ordinary dagger.

Airplanes......

As soon as the dagger was pulled out, a buzzing trilling sound sounded, and the sun's light shone on the dagger, and the cold light reflected was very dazzling.

"This dagger, sold cheaply, a million, no counteroffer. ”

The white paper fan said lightly.

……

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PS: There's something to do today.,Only now can I code words.,This is the first chapter.,The next four chapters won't be less.,But maybe it's going to be later!

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