Classical temperament is the soft breath of the book, the elegant atmosphere, and the breath of time, which is very different from the modern one, and this quality is rarely possessed in modern times.

Wang Zhenfei's surprise is of course not that the woman in front of her has a classical temperament, but that her classical temperament is very obvious, even a little strong, even an ordinary person can feel her special.

It was also the first time for Wang Zhenfei to feel such a strong temperament in other people, and the strong temperament showed that the spiritual strength was much stronger than others.

If you have strong mental strength, you will naturally be very different from ordinary people, such as being more intelligent, sensitive, and having a strong sense of danger.

Wang Zhenfei can be sure that the woman in front of him is not an ordinary waiter. But what her identity is has little to do with him.

Wang Zhenfei immediately looked at Zihao in the counter again, this antiquity is priced at 3.88 million, and the price is relatively expensive among many antiquities, and he can't afford this price.

"Can you show me this Zihao?" asked Wang Zhenfei. Although he couldn't afford it, he thought it would be okay to take it out and study the magic power on it.

Gu Ran nodded slightly curiously, took out Zihao, and asked softly: "Sir, you seem to care more about this Zihao, can you tell me the reason?"

"Oh, why do you think so?" Wang Zhenfei looked up, and the intuition of the woman opposite surprised him.

Gu Ran smiled slightly, "It's just intuition." ”

happily handed out transparent gloves from the side and put them on for Wang Zhenfei.

"Intuition doesn't convince me. Wang Zhenfei shook his head with a smile on his face.

Wang Zhenfei took Zihao, and at the same time urged the will power to sense the phantom power above. The magic power on Zihao was a very thin layer, attached to it, and he tried to peel off these magic powers, but found that he couldn't do it.

He sighed softly in his heart, and became more and more curious. If he could communicate smoothly with a part of the will in the Illusory Realm, he would be able to find the answer from it, after all, the Illusory Realm's use of illusory power had reached an extremely high level.

But now he can only barely sense the other side, and he can't find the answer.

Seeing Wang Zhenfei rubbing Zihao, as if he was observing, and as if he was distracted, Gu Ran and Xiang Xinran glanced at each other, and shook their heads happily, but there was curiosity in her eyes.

After a while, Wang Zhenfei withdrew his attention from Zihao and looked at Gu Ran. said, "Can you tell me about this Zihao?"

"Absolutely. Gu Ran smiled slightly, and then briefly narrated the history of this antiquity, and attached his own evaluation of it.

The reason why this piece of white purple hao has such great value is that it was once the pen of the famous writer Wu Jing of the Qing Dynasty, witnessing the survival of an outstanding writer. And, according to all indications, this Zihao may be the one that Mr. Wu Jing used to write the novel 'Legend of Confucianism' at that time, which is of great significance......"

"The Legend of Confucianism?" Wang Zhenfei had never heard of this book.

Gu Ran's timely explanation did not despise Wang Zhenfei because he had not heard of the legend of Confucianism: "The legend of Confucianism." This is an ancient satirical novel, revealing the corrupted human nature at that time, the corruption of the rule of officials, and the shortcomings of the imperial examination. All kinds of rituals and religions have been deeply criticized,......"

It's just that why does it have magic power? Wang Zhenfei was thinking about this question, he listened to what Gu Ran said, and slowly had a faint guess in his heart. It's just that to verify this guess, you have to take Zihao back and study it carefully.

"Well, I see, thank you. Wang Zhenfei sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Gu Ran smiled. With a hint of eagerness in his eyes, he said, "If Mr. really wants to thank me, why do you care so much about this Zihao." ”

Gu Ran is an extremely smart woman, she deduced from Wang Zhenfei's expression and his attitude when he just came up to the second floor that he must have been attracted by some aspect of Zihao, otherwise he would not have chosen Zihao directly, and the other antiquities didn't even look at it, so he walked over directly.

Although she has been sitting behind her counter, she basically pays attention to the entire second floor, and she senses every move of other people, which can be regarded as some kind of talent.

In addition, the reason why she sits at this counter is not because she seems bored, but because she is also very interested in Zihao, she has always felt that Zihao is different from other antiquities, there is something that attracts her, but she doesn't know what it is, she has studied it for a long time and has not found it.

This is an intuition, and at this moment her intuition is extremely strong, and her intuition tells her that the man opposite must know Zihao's secret.

Wang Zhenfei felt that the tone of the woman opposite was too eager, and couldn't help but smile, "I'm just more concerned about antiquities like brushes." ”

Naturally, he would not say the real reason.

Gu Ran is not so easy to fool, she is ice and snow smart, and she knows in her heart that her attitude just now is a little eager, which makes the other party notice that something is wrong, and hurriedly says: "Then Mr. wants to get this Zihao? I can give you a cheaper." ”

Wang Zhenfei shook his head and said, "I can't afford it yet, forget it." I'll take a look at the other antiquities. ”

A hint of disappointment flashed in Gu Ran's eyes, but he said, "Even so, Mr. is still welcome to come and buy it in the future." ”

"If you have the chance. ”

Wang Zhenfei didn't let himself care too much about the purple hair, and then looked at other antiquities.

Other antiquities, not Zihao special, only carry the breath of history, in fact, Wang Zhenfei is not much use, but can be used to understand a lot of history, in addition to the land of China, as well as overseas, foreign history, every waiter sitting at the counter has a good knowledge, has a rich understanding of the history of antiquities.

Wang Zhenfei could feel that Gu Ran had been paying attention to him, and he looked like an ordinary guest, not letting the other party see anything.

There is also a third floor in Gu Fang Zhai, but customers like him are not qualified to climb it, and they must be guests who want to spend a certain amount in Gu Fang Zhai, because the antiquities on the third floor are more expensive and older.

About the time agreed with the bald head, Wang Zhenfei left Gu Fangzhai and went to the previous courtyard.

......

Not far from the courtyard, the bald subordinates found him, with a strange look, and then took him to the courtyard, they thought that Wang Zhenfei just happened to be nearby, and they would not have thought that Wang Zhenfei already knew their location well. You can go there at any time.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Wang Zhenfei felt a strange atmosphere, a sense of solemnity, which made him know that the other party was obviously ill-intentioned and was ready to do something to him here.

"What, your boss isn't going to come forward?"

In the same courtyard, the bald guy did not appear, and people kept appearing around him, faintly surrounding him, and they were holding wooden sticks in their hands. Or hold a dagger, a knife.

Standing in front of Wang Zhenfei was a fat man with round eyes, and the thin man from before.

The thin man had a smile on his face, "Where's the money?"

"Well, of course, there is money, but you two don't have the ability to take it. Wang Zhenfei glanced at them without the slightest fear.

The fat man said angrily: "Boy, what are you talking about, look down on us! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu abolished you." ”

After the fat man finished speaking, the people around him immediately became ready to move.

The thin man hurriedly said, "Slow." Do you want to give people a chance, boy, what do you say, money or death?" his tone changed to a threat.

Wang Zhenfei's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were even calmer. "That's how you boss does business? It's good, I like it. ”

"Grass, what our boss does is also something you can manage?!, abolish him first!"

The fat man gave an order. Someone next to him rushed out.

One of them took a wooden stick and swung it at Wang Zhenfei's leg, straight to the joint.

At the moment when the wooden stick was about to hit, Wang Zhenfei's right foot moved back. stepped on the wooden stick, grabbed the wooden stick with both feet left and right, and twisted it, and the wooden stick immediately came out of the man's hand.

"Dio!"

The man screamed, obviously not expecting to be dodged with a wooden stick in an instant.

At this time, Wang Zhenfei was short, his body turned, and his left foot was kicked in a spin, hitting the chin of a person next to him, kicking the person out.

At the same time, when his body was spinning, the wooden stick between his feet also rotated, and finally fell into his hand, he held the wooden stick in his right hand, aimed at the back of the original person's neck, and swung it down, and the man only had time to shout "Ziao" and immediately fainted.

Subsequently, Wang Zhenfei's wooden stick or point, or thorn, like a butterfly piercing flowers, dazzling, quickly repelled the small minions who surrounded them, either lying on the ground screaming in pain, or being knocked unconscious.

There are still some people who did not surround them, they stood far away, and they didn't dare to step forward again, just now Wang Zhenfei beat them randomly, and the effect caused them instantly stopped.

Nima, what's going on!

The fat man and the thin man on the side were stunned, "Jiao, is this juggling!"

In a short period of time, there were few of his subordinates standing, and even if they were standing, they didn't dare to step forward again, looking at Wang Zhenfei with scared eyes.

The fat man glanced at Wang Zhenfei, and then looked at the others, his eyes were fierce, and he roared: "Go on for Lao Tzu!" He himself rushed up with a dagger and yearning for Zhenfei.

Wang Zhenfei moved under his feet, took a step forward, the speed was extremely fast, everyone only heard the sound of "pop", the sound was very crisp, and they saw the wooden stick hit the head of the fat man who rushed over, and the fat man fainted directly, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The rest of the people immediately stopped, couldn't help swallowing, and looked at Wang Zhenfei with a frightened face, Nima, this speed is too fast and too ruthless.

Everyone looked at the fat man lying on the ground, was he dead?

Wang Zhenfei glanced at them, "What, do you still want to come over?" he said, he looked at the thin man, "You call your boss out first, otherwise I can only let you lie on the ground first." ”

The thin man nodded hurriedly and threw down a sentence, "You wait a minute." Then he hurried into the courtyard.

After a while, the bald young man hurriedly walked over, saw his subordinates lying on the ground, his face changed, and when he looked at Wang Zhenfei again, his face was very cautious, "Friend, you are too ruthless." ”

"Can't die. Where's my stuff?"

The bald young man's face was gloomy, and his voice was grim: "The person who beat me still wants things!

Wang Zhenfei didn't speak, just walked towards him, since it didn't make sense, then he had to fight.

The bald young man's face changed, he took a wooden stick from his subordinates on the side, and rushed up to him, "Cao Nima, you were still playing with mud when Lao Tzu fought." ”

"Boss, be careful, this kid is fast!"

"Boss, I'll help you!"

There are those who are reminded, and there are those who rush up.

The speed of the bald young man was not slow, and he had a fierce aura, a fighting posture, and the wooden stick in his hand had the power of a murder weapon, and he swung it towards Wang Zhenfei.

Wang Zhenfei was unhurried, his face was calm, and the calmness made the bald young man feel terrible.

"Ciao, what are you pretending to be!"

The wooden stick in the bald young man's hand suddenly accelerated, and it went towards Wang Zhenfei's head, with a grim look on his face.

The bald young man has practiced martial arts, practiced for more than ten years, and is very strong, it is because he can fight, so he can gather a group of younger brothers and have a place in Gulan Street, today someone directly provoked him, how could he bear it.

He thinks that he is fast, his strength is strong enough, and he can also explode speed in an instant, and if he is surprised, he will definitely be able to knock the opponent down and let the other party know the fate of provoking him.

But the truth is obviously not what he thought.

Wang Zhenfei's wooden stick accurately framed his wooden stick, and at the same time, Wang Zhenfei kicked out, like a whip, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Syllable!

The bald young man only felt as if he had seen a phantom, and his whole body squatted down, and there was a feeling of turning over the river and the sea in his stomach.

Next Olympics!

The bald young man covered his stomach, and the cold sweat came out in an instant, which was painful.

"Nyima!" he scolded.

Wang Zhenfei immediately kicked out, lifted him into a rolling gourd, and rolled backwards.

The younger brothers next to him rushed up to save the boss.

"Boss, I'll help you!"

"Save the Boss!"

Wang Zhenfei waved his wooden stick repeatedly, and a few more people were lying on the ground.

Wang Zhenfei stepped on the bald young man's chest and looked at him condescendingly, "Serve?"

"Obey you!" The bald young man was very backbone, and glared at Wang Zhenfei fiercely.

"Good!"

Wang Zhenfei smiled faintly, stepped on his left hand, and after a few strokes, several bones broke from his left hand.

"Ahh

The others who were still lying on the ground screaming in pain all looked at the boss when they heard the voice.

"Nyima, let the boss go!"

"Boy, there's a kind of coming at me!"

His men shouted and cursed.

Wang Zhenfei just looked at the bald young man and asked, "Do you want to serve?"

"Obey your mother! Lao Tzu grass Nima! There is a kind of beating Lao Tzu to death!"

"Great!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhenfei's feet continued to step on, this time he changed his right hand, and the bones of the bald young man's right hand were also broken by him several times, and he trembled in pain. (To be continued......)