Chapter 218: Piro

When he was about to finish walking on a street, Zhao Lun finally found an interesting thing in the corner, which was a bronze ancient mirror, and the owner of the ancient mirror was holding it very downward, waiting for someone to buy it in the corner.

However, when passers-by saw him, they all avoided him from a distance, and no one stepped forward to buy it.

Zhao Lun's arrival suddenly made this corner lively.

"Look! That kid went to Piro's! ”

"Piro? Piro with an abnormal brain? ”

"It's him! But it's not that he's not in his right mind, but that he's been met with an evil spirit? ”

"Evil spirits? Dude is not kidding, right? The evil spirits that came? ”

"Even if there are no evil spirits, there are curses! The antiques he sells will be cursed! ”

"Do you know yes?"

"It's the nouveau riche!"

"That's right! That's him! After buying a vase from him last month, now that I'm in bed, the doctor can't even detect anything wrong? ”

“……”

Listening to the words around him, Zhao Lun also knew the name of the stall owner in front of him, Piro, a declining unlucky man, may have been cursed, and is currently suffering from mental and physical torture, unable to work, and has no choice but to come here to sell some antiques and make a living.

One of the hapless bastards who bought one of his antique vases, apparently cursed as well, collapsed on a hospital bed, and still hasn't recovered. That's not all, as long as the customers who come into contact with his antiques, during this period, they are either sick for a few days, or they are unlucky on the road, and suddenly fall to the ground, and their heads are bleeding.

Someone who has a heart blames this kind of person for everything that happens to Piro, and now many people on this street know that Piro is a dead star, don't contact him, and don't buy his antiques.

At this rally, Piro came again, and some people were ready to buy his antiques before, but after hearing about him, they didn't dare to buy them.

Zhao Lun's group has three big stars, and they have become the focus here, and now they are all looking at them.

"Sir, do you want to buy an antique from Piro? Listen to me, don't buy it, his antiques are not clean! ”

A "kind-hearted" white bald uncle reminded Zhao Lun that Zhao Lun looked at this "kind-hearted" person, talking to him, but his eyes stared directly at the slender **** of several beauties beside him, ignored him, and walked directly to Piro.

"Shh The others looked at the bald uncle whose eyes were about to bulge with contempt.

The uncle didn't care and continued to eat tofu with his eyes.

"Fuck off! Salty Wet Guy! ”

When a young man saw him like this, he immediately couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the eggs from the pancake stand next to him and threw them over.

Syllable! There was a bang, and the egg flew out, hitting the bald scoop accurately. The egg white yolk instantly flowed from his bald scoop, flowing golden eyes and mouth, for a while, looking like this, it was not embarrassing.

"Hahaha-"

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and the people around are laughing.

"Get out! Salty Wet Guy! ”

After laughing, someone imitated the buddy who threw the eggs, and he didn't know where he picked up the rotten vegetable leaves, and he also threw them over, and as soon as the mouth opened, there were naturally more people who followed suit, and the bald uncle fled in embarrassment.

"Hahaha-"

Another burst of laughter made this deserted corner the most lively corner.

At this time, the patrolling people also came out to maintain order on the spot, and at the same time had the place cleaned up and taken away by a few litterers—disturbing the order, taking other people's things without the permission of their masters. This crime is not big or small, and it needs to be well coordinated.

Zhao Lun looked at this farce with a smile, he didn't expect Nicole and their fans to be so powerful, without them talking, he took the initiative to share their worries and praise one!

"Athena, send someone to contact our lawyer, don't let these people make things difficult for them."

Zhao Lun passed everything in front of him to Athena through the communicator, and asked Athena to solve the small troubles of a few hot-blooded fans.

"Sir, it has been received, a message has been sent."

Less than ten seconds.

"They've sent someone to solve it, and in five minutes, they'll be at the police station."

Zhao Lun nodded with satisfaction and continued to walk towards Piro.

As the company grows, so does the power to provide services for the company's development. Among them, the legal department, which is composed of a team of lawyers, is a powerful force, which specializes in solving problems with the development of the company, and at the same time sharing problems for the boss. Now, the time to mobilize these forces is to share their worries and solve problems.

When Zhao Lun and them arrived, Piro's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed, sitting in his stall, and he didn't greet Zhao Lun and them.

He knew that what he had in his hands seemed to be a hoodoo thing, and whoever bought it was unlucky. Some enthusiastic people reminded me before, and normal people should not buy it. The group of people in front of him knew at a glance that normal people should not buy his things.

If you don't buy it, why bother to entertain it? Star? Hehe! Piro, who doesn't chase stars, sneered in his heart and immersed himself in his own world again.

Just when he was discouraged, abnormal people came.

"Sir, do you sell this mirror?" A voice came from nearby.

Piro thought it was a hallucination, but didn't pay much attention to it, looking down in the mirror.

"Sir! Do your mirrors sell! "It's a little louder.

That's right! It's someone calling themselves! Piro raised his head in surprise, and the person in front of him seemed to be talking to himself. Looking at the person in front of him, he was still a little unsure: "Huh? Are you going to buy this mask!? ”

During this time, he was not having a good time, not to mention the troubles, and he was about to run out of food, if this antique really couldn't be sold today, he decided to donate it. If you donate antiques, you will make some demands according to the value of the antique shop, and then he can raise the problem of solving his own bad luck.

He had heard from many people who had similar problems and those people could solve them.

But in this way, I will become a poor egg! And these antiques are very valuable, so that he can become a millionaire, if he really donates it, he is really unwilling! As a last resort, Piro didn't want to do it, but now that he's in a desperate situation, he can't do it if he doesn't do it.

Zhao Lun's arrival was like a heavenly sound, giving him a glimmer of hope and a ray of light.

He looked at Zhao Lun expectantly: "You want to buy this mirror?" ”

Zhao Lun said indifferently: "Of course, how about it?" Do you want to sell it? His tone was very casual, as if he was asking whether a vegetable would be sold or not.

Zhao Lun really didn't care, because this ancient mirror looked like an antique from Huaxia, but after checking it, he found that this was a copycat, and the cottage time was not long, more than fifty years. He only attracted Zhao Lun's attention, all of which were attracted by the power above, since it was not an antique from Huaxia, even if there was some power on it, whether to buy it or not only depended on the stall owner's decision.

The asking price is too high, it doesn't matter if you don't want it, and if it's low, he doesn't mind buying a fun gadget.

"Sell! Of course sell! ”

"However, you should know about me, and if you're unlucky, you can't look for me!"

Someone used to buy his antiques, but when something happened, they all looked for him, and it was precisely because of this that the circle of friends who made trouble about this matter knew about it. In order to prevent this from happening, he will explain the matter clearly in advance and then make a note, so that the dispute can also be resolved afterwards.

Last time, the nouveau riche didn't bother him, and it was this agreement that allowed him to avoid trouble.

"That's fine!"

"Five thousand pounds!"

"Too much! And you're not an antique, don't you believe it? Look here! There is a notation 1940, 6, 6, which is its date. ”

Zhao Lun took a magnifying glass and pointed to an inconspicuous place to show him.

"Three thousand pounds! You can take it! ”

"Three thousand? It's still too much! Besides, you're not an antique, it's something unclean......"

"A thousand! Couldn't be less! ”

“……”

"One hundred!"

"Nothing less!"

"Deal!"

"Oh! You're a demon! ”

"Haha!" (To be continued.) )