If it is related to antiques, there are naturally corresponding ways to deal with it.

To open the treasure in person, there must be witnesses.

If I can tell the reason, whether it's true or not, and get the approval of the resident master of this ghost market, then I won't be punished in any way.

On the contrary, they will be driven out of the ghost market, blacklisted, and banned from entering for three years.

These loaches in front of you, do you dare to do this?

Obviously, don't dare.

Whichever ghost market the loaches are spread in, they will be kicked out.

If you dare to call the owner to confront you, doesn't it mean that the business is not done, and the crotch of your pants will be lost?

"Boy, you've got a kind."

"Lao Tzu has been looking for this all morning, and finally waited for such a small fish, and you broke the line with a word."

"Either you buy this coin today, or Lao Tzu will have you lose your legs!"

The stall owner picked up his pipe and took a deep breath.

It's like suppressing your anger.

I know, he's not kidding.

But I didn't take it seriously at all, but stood up and looked at him with a smile: "You really don't know what to do, you are used to being a loach, and you forget that you can't see the light?" ”

"I'm not only going to hack your bureau today, but I'm also going to open up your unscrupulous businessman's stall!"

In the last sentence, I deliberately amplified my voice, and the moment I said it, many people around me gathered around, ready to watch the play.

Meantime.

I raised my foot at the pile of coins, and it was a kick.

Bang la blah.

The coins were scattered all over the place, and the stall was kicked over by me.

The stall owner's face was as ugly as eating.

"You zebra!"

"Dare to make a mess?"

"Lao Tzu slapped you to death!"

He yelled at me, shook his pipe, and rushed up to me.

Behind me, the dozen or so people also surrounded me, squeezing me in the middle, not giving me a chance to dodge.

I sneered.

Now is the time!

I only saw the sound of wind in my ears, followed by the figure of Dog Five, and fell down to me as if I had been kicked by someone.

"Ouch hey!"

"Who the kicked me?"

"If you watch a play, you will watch a play, what are you kicking people for?"

While scolding, he quickly struggled to get up, and gave me a look.

Meaning, to hand.

I was overjoyed.

It's too fast.

I didn't even notice his movements.

When I looked at the pipe again, the coins were gone, and the stall owner was already furious, swinging at me.

I didn't panic, my hands opened and closed, and I unloaded it with all my might.

The people who surrounded me were easily pushed away by me, and I rushed out.

Four or two thousand pounds, a very simple move, is the most suitable for getting out when surrounded by people.

"Catch up!"

"Lao Tzu won't open a stall today!"

"I'm going to kill this bastard!"

The stall owner's scolding voice came.

I don't have a good heart, for the sake of only 180,000, there is no need to break the net with me, right?

Do you want to do it in front of so many people?

There are more and more people watching the excitement around.

I wanted to use my body to escape, but it was not an easy task.

Just as I was thinking about whether to turn around and do it, a deep cold cry came from my ears: "Stop me, is this the place where you make trouble?" ”

I froze for a moment and looked up.

In the crowd, an old man with a goatee and a rich robe came out, and next to him stood a hardcover man in a practice uniform with the word "Wu" on his chest.

The momentum looks very strong.

Sell Takero.

In the ghost market, the security personnel who are responsible for maintaining order have been around since the 80s.

They are strong in martial arts, know how to kill people the most, and are extremely difficult to mess with.

Earlier, most of the origins of selling martial arts came from martial arts inheritance families, such as Shaolin, Wudang, or the descendants of major boxing styles.

Later, as modern security companies became more and more famous, Selling Wu Lang gradually disappeared from view.

Only some big families who keep the ancient times will hire these martial artists at a high price to be their personal bodyguards and take care of the industry.

Their greatest characteristic is loyalty.

Even if the owner's family encounters danger, he will stand up as soon as possible, block the knife and send him to death, and he will not hesitate.

There are even some skilled martial artists, and they can walk the eaves and walls.

It's just that I'm a little confused.

When I came to the ghost market in Lingcheng before, I had never seen the seller Wulang appear.

Most of them will hide in the shadows, paying attention to their master's every move, so that they can wait for an opportunity.

Only when there is a need for deterrence, will they show up.

Unlike the dead.

The appearance of Wu Lang means that the person he protects is very famous in the nearby area, and his origin should not be underestimated.

"It's Liu Ye, it's actually Liu Ye."

"Master Liu, why are you here?"

"The famous Liu Ye, I have admired him for a long time."

"Master Liu, how are you doing lately?"

Between thoughts, there was a sound of greeting and flattery in my ears.

Liu Ye?

Haven't heard of it.

I looked around, and the people around me seemed to respect him.

The group of loaches immediately shut up, and without saying a word, they turned around and withdrew behind the stall and began to clean up the ancient coins scattered on the ground.

"It's all gone, there's nothing to see."

Selling Wu Lang opened his mouth and spoke, his tone was unquestionable.

The crowd then dispersed, as if the dispute just now had never happened, and everyone became orderly.

This is the deterrent effect of selling martial arts.

Sometimes, in this kind of black and gray realm, the people in the public family may not be effective in selling what Wu Lang said.

"You."

"Come with me."

Suddenly, this person named Liu Ye glanced at me lightly.

Without waiting for me to respond, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the ghost market.

The seller also glanced at me, raised his chin, and told me to follow.

I was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but soon I saw a crowd not far away, and Dog Five waved at me.

Let me keep up.

I reacted suddenly.

This one is called Liu Ye, could it be that he is the palm eye master in the dog's five mouths?

Interesting.

When I came, I guessed that the person who dared to trouble the Northern Camel Demon was either an outlaw or a local snake with some power.

Now, it seems, it seems to be the latter.

Walked for almost ten minutes.

Not far away, I saw an attic with three gold-patterned characters written on it, which is a place dedicated to pawning antiques.

The door is full of birds.

Shops like this are everywhere in the ghost market, almost every ten meters.

But they are rarely open to the outside world, and even if they do, they are only taking some legitimate businesses, and in fact, they have their own distribution lines behind the scenes.

followed the martial artist until he walked to the private room on the second floor before he stopped.

"Please come in."

He said lightly.

I knew in my heart that as soon as the front foot entered the private room, the back foot dog five followed into the door, tossed the ancient coin in his hand, and sat down.

It's a bit of a hanging.