In the silence of the antique shop, Hans's slightly fiery gaze lingered on the black backpack for a long time.

Inside this black backpack is the Death Box, which is regarded as evil, but it is also a coveted existence.

So far, it is not known what is in the Dead Soul Box, let alone what it is for.

Looking at the confident look on Hans's face, Feng Chen raised his eyebrows and chuckled:

"Your Imperial Glory, you brought me hard ones in the Tianhai Hotel before, and now you bring me soft ones. ”

"Could it be that you think that you can get the Death Soul Box from me by using both soft and hard? ”

Seeing that Feng Chen had the intention of refusing, Hans frowned slightly and said:

"Young man, the Dead Soul Box is not good for you at all, give it to Imperial Glory, and you can get a large sum of money. ”

"A lot of money?" Feng Chen hehe, the money is only afraid of being taken, but not spent.

"Right...... A lot of money!" said Hans, touching his beard, his eyes shining.

Feng Chen snorted: "Mr. Hans, why do you think that the Dead Soul Box is not good for me at all?"

"My teacher, I'm sure I've already told you?" said Hans, pointing to a cabinet with a noise inside.

"Your teacher?" Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, didn't Dr. Malatang hide in that cabinet?

But could it be that Dr. Malatang and Hans had a teacher-student relationship? Both were of imperial glory? How is this possible?

"Are you surprised?" Hans glanced at Feng Chen and Yan Xi, and prepared to open the cabinet.

But at this moment, a slipper suddenly flew out of the cabinet and almost hit him in the face.

"Teacher, don't you want to see the students?" said Hans, picking up the slippers and wiping them clean with a handkerchief.

"Don't bother me!" Dr. Malatang exclaimed, and another slipper flew out of the cabinet.

"Do you see?" said Hans, shrugging his shoulders helplessly, "he is the glorious man of our empire." ”

"You are a man of imperial glory, and your whole family is a man of imperial glory. Dr. Malatang scolded.

Perhaps it was a shadow cast over his heart, and he had not been in a good mood since the appearance of the glorious man of the empire.

Although he didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, Feng Chen guessed that Dr. Malatang must have something unspeakable.

And Dr. Malatang also said before that he had opened the Dead Soul Box and studied the contents of the Dead Soul Box.

Judging from this view, Dr. Malatang may have been helping Imperial Glory research the Dead Soul Box a long time ago.

As for why he broke away from the glory of the empire and opened an antique shop in Xihe City, it is unknown.

"Young man, how are you thinking about it?" said Hans, continuing to threaten Feng Chen.

"It's not about money. Feng Chen's words were concise and to the point.

"That's?" Hans frowned slightly, "Are you worried about something?"

"It seems that Mr. Hans knows me best. Feng Chen smiled to himself.

But seeing that Hans was listening carefully, he simply said directly:

"It is said that the Dead Soul Box represents evil, and it must not be opened, if it is handed over to you......"

“...... If you use it to destroy all mankind, will I not become a sinner through the ages, and be spurned by men?"

Hearing this, Hans couldn't help laughing:

"Young man, you are really humorous, our imperial glory, just use the Dead Soul Box for scientific research. ”

"Scientific research?" Feng Chen smacked his tongue, Hans really couldn't even believe the punctuation.

If the Death Soul Box is really handed over to Imperial Glory, I don't know if Imperial Glory will move a knife behind his back.

At that time, it is simply impossible to prevent it, even if there is more money, so what is the use?

"Haven't you thought about it yet? Imperial Glory has prepared this number for you. Hans held out three fingers.

"30,000?"

Hans shook his head.

"3 million?"

Hans shook his head.

"30 million?"

Hans still shook his head.

"300 million?"

Hans finally nodded this time, and added two words by the way: "Dollars." ”

"Sizzle......" Feng Chen gasped, and Han Yanxi was also taken aback.

In order to get a thing, Imperial Glory actually bid 300 million US dollars, which can make headlines.

If you have a life to take money, but do you have a life to spend money?

Feng Chen still said this, and every time he thought about it, it was extremely heartbreaking.

Not to mention whether the glory of the empire will be blackmailed, just looking for the fragments of the divine stone will not make a heroic sacrifice.

Therefore, before the mission of finding the Divine Stone is completed, no matter how much money there is, it is just an ornament.

"Little B cub, if you give him the Dead Soul Box, I'll be in a hurry with you. Dr. Malatang suddenly spoke.

Judging from his current appearance, handing over the Dead Soul Box to Imperial Glory is definitely not a good thing.

"Dr. Malatang, you hide in it for the rest of your life and don't come out, don't you?" Feng Chen wanted to open the cabinet.

It's not good to tear Hans directly, he just wants to call Dr. Malatang out and press it now.

As long as Dr. Malatang is present, Hans, as his student, will be more or less restrained.

"If I don't come out, what can you do to me?

"Isn't biting you bullying the lonely old man?" Feng Chen looked around the antique shop, smiled strangely, and said:

"If you don't come out, I'll smash all the things in your store, and then you can drink the northwest wind." ”

"You dare!"

A crisp sound of "......" suddenly echoed in the store.

Dr. Malatang burst out of the cabinet with a "whoosh", and a pair of dead fish eyes stared at Feng Chen.

But he didn't expect that Feng Chen just collided with the two pieces of Hailao porcelain, and did not break the thing.

"Little B, you're scared me to death. Dr. Malatang patted his chest, and almost didn't get his breath right.

"You say, do you want to give him the Dead Soul Box?" Feng Chen asked Dr. Malatang directly.

"Don't give it!"

Hearing this, Feng Chen looked at Hans and said innocently: "Your teacher can say that the Death Soul Box can't be given to you." ”

Watching Feng Chen and Dr. Malatang sing and harmonize, Hans frowned, and his face became more and more ugly.

When he came here tonight, he was already bound to get the Death Soul Box, but he didn't expect the process to be so difficult.

300 million dollars, what kind of concept is this? How many people will go crazy? But this young man is indifferent.

Is there really a person in the world who treats money like dung? Hans thought about it and couldn't understand it.

"Teacher, I hope you don't embarrass me. After a long silence, Hans finally couldn't help but speak.

If you can get your hands on the Dead Soul Box, it will naturally be a great achievement, but now the patience has almost been grinded.

And he always felt that it was not only the Imperial Glory that coveted the Death Soul Box, but other forces might be dormant in the dark.

"Do you embarrass you?" Dr. Malatang blew his beard and glared, "I advise you not to interfere in the matter of the Dead Soul Box." ”

"That's right!" he added in time, "tell the people above, don't think I'll return to the glory of the Empire." ”

Hans looked at Dr. Malatang, and a touch of sadness passed over his face: "Teacher, do you really want to do this?"

"Yes!" Dr. Malatang was resolute.

Hans nodded slightly, then looked at Feng Chen, and said solemnly:

"Young man, what about you? don't you want to hand it over to me? ”

"I really can't spend enough money to give so much. Feng Chen shrugged his shoulders and united with Dr. Malatang.

"Well, okay...... Very good!" Hans smirked, raising his hand and patting the outside of the antique shop.

And just as the applause spread, six men in black suddenly broke in, surrounding Feng Chen and the three of them.