"What are you doing here? Haven't heard of it, good dogs don't get in the way? ”

Zhang Wenyuan looked at the scorpion and said impatiently.

"You ......"

The scorpion clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

As a martial artist of the Tongmai Realm, he has already achieved a small amount of internal strength, even if Hong Laoqi respects him a lot, when did he receive such qi?

"You don't seem to be convinced?"

Zhang Wenyuan felt the killing intent of the scorpion, and smiled a little coldly.

"Huh! If it weren't for Boss Zheng blocking it, do you think you would still be standing here? ”

The scorpion's words were tinged with a bit of disdain.

Zheng Guohua protected Zhang Wenyuan like this, it was indeed a little unexpected to him, he always thought that Zhang Wenyuan was just a little-known little guy, and the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

However, even if Zhang Wenyuan is not small?

As an ancient martial artist, he has a strength that ordinary people can't match, as long as he wants to, he can completely kill Zhang Wenyuan and then fly away.

With his skills, as long as he is not a powerhouse in the Imperial Qi Realm, how many people can help him?

"Hey! There's no, you have to be beaten, why bother? ”

Zhang Wenyuan sighed, with a bit of helplessness in his tone, as if to say that the scorpion was fine, and his skin was itching.

As the words fell, he stepped out, raised his palm, and twitched at the scorpion's face.

"You dare to do it?"

The scorpion's eyes lit up and he went straight up.

He was worried that he didn't know how to clean up Zhang Wenyuan, so the kid sent it to the door by himself, and it was exactly what he wanted, so he was waiting for this moment.

However, the smile on his face did not last long, and was soon replaced by a touch of horror.

He found that Zhang Wenyuan's speed of rushing was not fast, but it seemed to block all his retreats, and he had a hunch that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid Zhang Wenyuan's pumped palm.

is already a small amount of internal strength, when has he ever felt like this, it's too weird.

"Smack......

Zhang Wenyuan slapped the scorpion in the face.

The body of more than 100 catties, like a kite with a broken string, flew out sideways and smashed a rockery.

The audience fell silent for a moment, and the pin drop could be heard.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scorpion that flew out, and they were extremely shocked.

They all knew that the scorpion had cultivated its internal strength, and there were only a few people in the entire Heng City who could fight with the scorpion, and those who could win the scorpion had never appeared.

Today, the powerful scorpion was actually slapped away?

And the one who smoked the scorpion is still a little guy?

"What a strength!"

Ji Changan's gaze at Zhang Wenyuan was different, and he was secretly glad that he had made a wise choice before and did not offend Zhang Wenyuan to death.

Not to mention Zhang Wenyuan's background, this strength is enough to make him frightened.

"Isn't he a doctor?"

Nangong Zilin was also frightened by Zhang Wenyuan's skills.

Even Xiao Qing surprisingly did not belittle Zhang Wenyuan in this matter.

She had always thought that Zhang Wenyuan was very good at medicine and had a good relationship with Song Wen.

Now, she found that she had seriously underestimated Zhang Wenyuan's ability, and that guy was still a practitioner while he knew how to heal.

Moreover, Zhang Wenyuan's strength is a bit too terrifying, and the scorpion that has cultivated internal strength can't make a single move in Zhang Wenyuan's hands.

"How?"

Zheng Guohua looked at Ji Chang'an, "If it weren't for me today, I'm afraid your Duobao Pavilion would have come to an end." ”

"I accept your love!"

Ji Changan looked at Zheng Guohua and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

If Zheng Guohua hadn't reminded him in advance today, he would have offended Zhang Wenyuan to death, and it would have been hard to say.

Zhang Wenyuan ignored the surprise around him and walked along the stalls.

It may not be accurate to say that it is a stall, although there are many small tables in this courtyard, and there are many things on them, but they are all the collections of the big guys, only displayed, not sold.

Of course, if one wants to buy and the other agrees to sell, the two parties can still make a deal.

It's a pity that he came around and came across a lot of good antiques, but none of them were useful to him, they were all very ordinary objects.

"Mr. Zhang, there is nothing to look at?"

Ji Changan walked over.

"No, the stuff here isn't very good."

Zhang Wenyuan shook his head, a little disappointed.

"Mr. Zhang is well-informed, and it is normal for an ordinary gadget to not get into Mr. Zhang's eyes."

Ji Changan smiled: "But in our auction, there is a treasure as the finale, Mr. Zhang may be interested, why don't you follow me to take a look inside?"

"It's good to take a look, and lead the way."

Zhang Wenyuan nodded with the mentality of looking.

"Mr. Zhang, this small object is the finale treasure of our treasure appreciation conference, and it is ready to be put up for auction at the auction that is waiting for it."

Ji Changan took Zhang Wenyuan into a room and came to a glass cabinet.

In the glass case, there is a jade pendant, carved with a ghost-faced pattern, which gives people a rather strange feeling.

"That's it?"

Zhang Wenyuan glanced at it and frowned.

"Yes!"

Ji Changan said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, don't look at this jade pendant not very good, in fact, it is a magic weapon, worn on the body, it can make people feel refreshed and not riddled with diseases."

"That's the Ghost Face Jade Pendant?"

Nangong Zilin, who followed in, his eyes lit up.

Today, she came for the "ghost-faced jade pendant" and wanted to buy it back and give it to the old man.

Magic weapons are extremely rare on the market, and every time they appear, they will be speculated to sky-high prices, but they are still flocking to them.

"This is the artifact?"

The other local tyrants who followed up also stared directly at the jade pendant in the glass cover.

Even that Wu Lei is like this, his eyes are hot.

When he came to this treasure appraisal meeting today, he was ordered by his grandfather to take a picture of the ghost-faced jade pendant.

For young people, magic weapons can greatly improve their physique, let alone those who are old.

It is rumored that it is not impossible to prolong the life of a long-term wearing a magic device for ten years.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"

Ji Changan said with a smile: "At present, this magic weapon still belongs to our Duobao Pavilion, if Mr. Zhang sees it, we will not auction it, and give it directly to Mr. Zhang."

"No auctions?"

When many bigwigs heard this, their faces changed slightly.

They came for the magic weapon, and Ji Changan suddenly said that he would not auction it, wasn't it a waste of expression?

However, when it comes to Zhang Wenyuan, he dares to be angry but does not dare to speak.

Just now, they could see Zhang Wenyuan's horror with their own eyes, with such strength, cutting them was as easy and pleasant as chopping vegetables.

"It's just rubbish."

Zhang Wenyuan just glanced at it lightly, and lost interest.

The ghost-faced jade pendant was indeed a small magic weapon, but its usefulness was almost negligible.

Now give him a jade pendant, and the magic weapons he made casually are a hundred times stronger than that ghost-faced jade pendant.

"Trash?"

Ji Changan looked at Zhang Wenyuan with a confused expression.

The other bigwigs are also stupid.

That's a magic weapon that is good for the human body!

Wearing it for a long time can improve physical fitness and prolong life.

They were very curious, did Zhang Wenyuan pretend to be profound, or did he really look down on that magic weapon?

"Huh? Whose is that thing? ”

Zhang Wenyuan was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

His gaze was fixed on a corner, and as far as his gaze could see, there was a fist-sized, pitch-black piece of metal.