I want to mess up this round of competition so that no one can miss it.
There is only one result of mutual destruction.
Scrap this round and start over.
"It's too low. I paid more than fifteen dollars. This is a rare book."
The tightly wrapped stall owner sat curled up on a plastic chair and kept shaking his feet: "You have to add more."
After a long and painful wait, we successfully entered the most exciting part of picking up leaks.
Next, there is a tug of war between buyers and sellers.
"You name a price."
"You can buy with peace of mind, you ask the price."
"You are the boss. If you are sincere, you say so."
"Take it to Fifty. Close the business."
"Too high. I'll give you twenty-five at most."
"That won't work. You have to let me earn at least two. It's not easy for me to get out of the stall in such a cold weather."
I took out the money and put it on the stall and said softly: "The total is thirty-eight. Take it as you see. I don't have any problem with taking it all. Leave me two steamed bun money. I also thank you."
The stall owner slowly pulled down his snow cap and looked at me. He said "Hey", bent down and picked up thirty-five yuan, and gave me three yuan back.
Transaction complete!
Successfully captured the unique Thousand-Year Eye from the late Ming Dynasty!
Estimated value is 120,000. Cost 35. Profit 3428 times.
With this unique and unique book, it can directly enter the top ten!
But, this is not enough!
Far from enough!
Not even close!
He took the plastic bag from the stall owner and stood up quickly. In the process, he stuffed the million-year-old eye into the cuff of his down jacket, tightened the Velcro fastener, and turned around immediately.
With one hand, he grabbed the handlebar of the 28-bar, and with the other hand, he grasped the bicycle frame, and suddenly used force to swing it on the spot.
Bang bang!
Bobo!
Bang bang!
Several collision sounds were heard one after another, and everyone around me groaned.
Until this moment, I finally saw the true face of the thwarting attackers.
Five sixty-year-old immortal pigs and two half-hundred-year-old fat dogs!
The remaining three should be members of the special observation group of the Shen Bureau.
Ignoring the other party at all, he pushed the cart and left.
"Young man, don't leave. You hit me with your car."
"Young man, you are so incompetent, how do you ride a bike?"
"You hit someone and you want to leave? There's no way."
"Someone, come quickly. This man hit some of our brothers and tried to run away."
Several old immortal boars were shouting and howling, and they pulled my 28-inch bar as hard as they could.
The two half-century-old fat dogs grabbed my hand and grabbed my down jacket.
The old boar takes cover, and the old fat dog uses the killing move.
Since you can’t see the books I picked up, destroy them!
Like porcelain calligraphy and paintings, the value of rare ancient books will be greatly reduced as long as one page is torn out and destroyed.
Because I picked up the original copy first, according to the rules, they didn’t dare to interfere with my picking up!
But after I finish picking up the leaks, they can use crooked ways to kill me without any scruples!
The rules of the competition do not prohibit causing trouble!
As long as they break and tear up my rare ancient books, they will succeed.
It happened suddenly, without any warning.
The two photographers who were following me were caught off guard. They were extremely shocked but did not dare to speak out.
The spectators watching the battle frowned slightly, exchanged glances, then calmly stepped back and continued watching the show.
"Young man, pay me the compensation. Otherwise, we'll talk to the office."
An old boar in his 60s grabbed me by the collar and screamed.
"Snapped!"
I slapped him across the face, knocking him aside.
"Young man, why do you hit someone?"
Snapped!
Another slap came over and slapped the other old boar.
Fly to the left.
"Little..." ap.
Snapped!
"Someone is coming..."
Snapped!
"Someone hit..."
At this time, I was sullen, gathering strength, and struck out with my right palm to hit five old boars in a row.
The remaining two old fat dogs, instead of being timid, joined forces and pounced on me like crazy, grabbing my sleeves.
At this moment, I no longer hold back.
He grabbed the scarf around someone's neck with his right hand and used the inertia of his approach to pull it down. Use your left hand to gently push the bicycle handlebar forward.
Bo!
The old fat dog's forehead automatically collided with the cold and hard handle in the most intimate way.
"ah!"
The old fat dog screamed like a slaughtering pig, covering his head and rolling crazily on the ground.
The old fat dog was left holding my waist tightly with both hands and yelling wildly: "He's being beaten. He's being beaten."
I gritted my teeth and sneered, then let out a roar that was even shriller than that of an old fat dog: "Robbery!" security guard! "
The security guards at Panjiayuan are very conscientious.
In less than half a minute, security rushed to the scene.
Faced with the constant criticism and slander from everyone on the other side, the security guards came up and wanted to arrest me.
At this moment, I took off my down hat and said coldly: "They robbed my things. Arrest them and call the police."
The security guards were quite surprised when they saw that they were from Fangzhou Corporation. Without saying a word, they picked up their anti-riot sticks and hit the fat dog that jumped the most vigorously with it.
As a legal person in Fangzhou, I am not well-known in Panjiayuan, but the security guards know my name.
The evil security guard from last time has now gone in and stepped on the sewing machine, and the security guard who took over has already engraved my appearance in his heart.
"You dare to rob things in our Panjiayuan? You're tired of living."
"beat!"
"Hit me hard!"
The security captain gave the order, and suddenly there were shadows of sticks flying and screams.
Within seconds, several old men were beaten to the ground by the security guards, raising their hands in the air and begging for mercy.
The remaining two fat dogs, who were quick to see the opportunity, rubbed oil on their soles and ran away.
At this moment, I had already ridden on the 28 big pole and walked out of the north gate and headed straight for the big willow tree.
Although I missed it for thousands of years, I only had three dollars left in my hand, so I could only choose to ride!
The shortest way to Da Liushu is through the west gate, but in order to prevent Old Despicable and other units from causing trouble and interception, I chose to go through the north gate.
Even if I start from the North Gate, I try to choose alleys along the way. Avoid main roads as much as possible.
I'm afraid that the mean old man will do something bad to me along the way.
Even more afraid of some people’s revenge!
The two promotional and filming staff were quite confused by my choice, but they didn't dare to say anything and could only follow me silently.
It took an extra twenty-five minutes to reach Big Willow Street.
In the distance, the outline of the Big Willow Ghost Market came into my blurry eyes, and my hanging heart suddenly fell back into my chest.
arrive!
This is the final battlefield!
I was lucky enough to pick up the strange book Thousand Years Eye, which allowed me to see the dawn of victory again!
