Han Jingyang tossed from the early morning to the present, chasing all the way from Quancheng to Xi'an, although the results were rich, but the process was also quite tortuous, and even a little dangerous.

finally ate something delicious that I couldn't eat on weekdays under the leadership of Chen Zhongfei, but I was half full and ruined.

endured the anger and patiently ate a mutton steamed bun, but there was such a thing again.

Who is not hot?

Han Jingyang looked in the direction where the bricks were flying, and saw five or six young people riding motorcycles, moving bricks one by one, and smashing them over this side.

Little bastards!

Han Jingyang rushed out in a flash, turning into a thousand arms, and his hands moved together to stop all the bricks in the electric light and stone fire, avoiding the risk of the store being smashed.

Moment.

Thunderous applause.

Diners applauded in unison.

"Good!"

"What a skill!"

"The little dragon girl taught Yang is nothing more than that."

"This is a real practitioner, the hands, eyes, and body are very skillfully coordinated, and one person stopped a dozen bricks."

"A good hand at catching the hidden weapon!"

"I knew that there must be masters in the people."

"It's so dangerous, this store was almost smashed, it's a pity that the pot of good mutton soup."

"Young man is very skilled!"

"Well done!"

"Grass, where did a bunch of deflated calves come from to do such a dirty thing?"

"Catch those little bastards—"

While the crowd was gossiping.

Han Jingyang had already rushed towards the group of thugs, and at the moment when the thugs slammed the throttle and left, he raised his hand and smashed the bricks that had just followed.

His strength and accuracy are comparable to those of missiles.

Two bricks whizzed out and hit the very center of the wheels of both motorcycles.

"Smack-"

The wheels fell apart directly under the tremendous force of the impact.

The four thugs flew out in unison and fell to the ground.

The other thugs did not hesitate to leave without hesitation, without even looking at the accomplices who fell to the ground, which showed that they were not righteous people.

A gangster is a gangster.

Han Jingyang didn't care about the four gangsters, but turned his head to look at Liang Xingxin who came out: "Old Taoist, this is your territory, can you deal with it?" ”

Liang Xingxin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You don't look for the murderer to vent his evil anger?" ”

Han Jingyang chuckled: "So please help me find the murderer, I must come out with this evil breath!" ”

Liang Xingxin's eyes lit up: "Wrap it up on me, I will take out the foundation of their ancestors for eight generations!" ”

After saying that, he went straight to the four thugs.

Han Jingyang shook his head and pulled Liu Jingjing to leave.

Liu Jing was puzzled: "Why do you want to go?" ”

Han Jingyang sighed: "The rivers and lakes are treacherous, the water in the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties is deeper than the water in our Spring City, while the enemy is still in the tentative stage, hurry up to eat and shop, and you will be busy immediately." ”

"Enemies?"

"Anyway, it's not a friend," Han Jingyang scratched his eyebrows: "I can't live in peace if I eat, this is to deliberately provoke me, but I don't like him, take my time, and then have a good competition when we have eaten and shopped, I really want to test how deep the water in the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties is." ”

Liu Jing clenched the hilt of the knife and nodded heavily, and said murderously: "Okay, then we will be here for a while." ”

The two of them took advantage of the chaos to leave the crowd and found a new place to eat a steamed bun.

I have to say that the city of Xi'an does have a heritage.

Although there are various shortcomings, they are also leading the country in many aspects.

For example, the food part.

Although most of them are carbohydrate delicacies, it is simply a paradise for people like him who are not afraid of growing meat and have a large amount of food.

By the way, I took a look at the night view of Greater Xi'an.

Although it is mostly a modern scenery, it is indeed cultural, and it is much better than those cookie-cutter light shows.

The two of them also walked hand in hand and patted like little couples everywhere on the street, leaving an unknown number of group photos along the way.

No matter how powerful a person is, he is not immune to vulgarity in such an environment.

What's more, Han Jingyang and Liu Jing are not very old, they are both young in their twenties, if you don't look at their super combat effectiveness, they are essentially no different from other couples, they like delicious food, beautiful scenery, show affection, like to take pictures and send them to Moments, and like to do things that couples love to do.

Until I found about 20 stalls selling antiques in the night market.

Han Jingyang was a little surprised.

Is there still such a stall in these years?

Stalls are not uncommon, and they are common in antique cities, antique markets, and even flower and bird markets.

But night market stalls that go out at night are rare, because people are now more vigilant, and generally do not spend money to buy antiques in this environment and this kind of place, whether there is a real need or rush to pick up leaks, they will go to the antique market.

This kind of guerrilla on the side of the road is almost synonymous with liars.

Especially when the stall is out at night, it is clear that the conditions of poor lighting are used to trap people.

Besides, what serious antique player would go out and buy something at night?

If you want to try your luck, you won't try it in such a place.

Of course, since this kind of stall exists, it shows that there is a certain degree of rationality.

Xi'an is so big, with a permanent population of 13 million, and there are millions of Chinese and foreign tourists coming in and out every day, and there are always a few who think they are lucky to take the bait.

For example, the two of them.

They certainly hadn't planned to buy anything, but when they saw a stall like this at almost twelve o'clock, they instinctively leaned over to take a look.

Professional habits, after all, the two of them have been working together for more than half a year to toss antiques, and now they are still tossing from time to time.

Squatting down, I picked up a small bronze Buddha and weighed it.

There is no need to identify, this amount is not right, it is not pure copper, but copper plating, which is the most worthless scrap iron, the most garbage kind of fake, and now there is no such garbage in the antique market, even the smallest white player will not be eyed on it.

Han Jingyang shook his head.

Laughing at himself.

The moment I just squatted down, I really had the idea of picking up a leak.

As a result, as soon as he squatted down, he was ruthlessly smashed by reality.

Still, he instinctively touched the second.

The result is still a fake that can't be faked, and it's not even a fake.

People's fakes have a little bit to do with the real thing, and the appearance, workmanship or something is relatively similar, which is a fake.

But the two pieces he touched had nothing to do with real antiques.

It is not an industrial product, and the process is too poor to speak of any quality.

I really don't know what this person is doing with this kind of.

Repeat people spend money on this kind of thing?

No matter how cheap it is, you can't ask for it.

Even if it's one or two dollars, three or five dollars, it's more cost-effective to buy a candy man.

Liu Jing also saw it, laughed out loud, and pulled Han Jingyang's shoulder: "Boss, let's go back, it's not too early." ”

Han Jingyang nodded.

Get up and go.

But at the moment of turning around, he bumped into a young and beautiful little woman.

The little woman has a delicate face, a slender figure, denim hot pants and a tight T-shirt, revealing two white and tender long legs and a slender waist, and a black baseball cap on her head, and said in a panic: "Yes, I'm sorry," the voice fell and turned to leave, looking hurried, as if there was an emergency.

Han Jingyang grabbed the delicate arm of the little woman in the baseball cap, pulled the woman to him, stared at the little woman's slightly panicked eyes, and chuckled: "Beauty, do you want to leave if you hit someone?" ”