Although Jin Buhuan was protected, he was seriously injured by three people and only had half his life left. Moreover, absorbing the mysterious power from the antiques in his body also consumed eighty-nine percent.
Following Zhao Donglai's heavy blow, the mysterious power in the blue and white landscape figure jar suddenly poured into Jin Buhuan's body like a torrent, making him feel energetic instantly.
"puff!"
Jin Buhuan launched an attack unexpectedly, kicking Zhao Donglai out with a swift forward kick, more than four meters away, and was thrown to pieces.
Zhao Donglai suddenly fell to the ground, with an expression on his face full of astonishment. He repeatedly said to himself: "How can this kid still be so strong? Did he take some special medicine?"
"Boss, are you okay?"
A strong man quickly stepped forward and helped Zhao Donglai up.
"Don't worry about me, let's all come together and teach that boy a lesson..."
Before he could finish speaking, another black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the back. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be another strong man.
At this time, Jin Buhuan had recovered his strength. When he saw a strong man beside him, he easily threw him over his shoulder and hit Zhao Donglai.
The remaining big man was horrified and quickly grabbed the dagger from Zhao Donglai's hand. Just as he was about to swing it, Jin Buhuan quickly rushed in front of him.
Jin Bu used a forward kick and kicked him hard on the chin, sending him flying more than two meters high. Then he fell heavily to the ground and passed out completely.
As soon as Zhao Donglai realized that something was wrong, he immediately turned around and fled. Suddenly, a black figure came from the front with a loud bang. He felt dizzy, and then he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.
Qian Yaoming threw away the fragments of the vase in his hand and roared angrily: "Damn it, this guy actually dared to put a knife on my neck without asking how powerful I was when I was young!"
"Uncle Ming, you are so fucking powerful, wouldn't it be better if you took action earlier!" Jin Buhuan scolded with a smile.
"Who would have expected that this old boy would suddenly attack me and put a knife on my neck. Thank you for your loyalty. Otherwise, my neck would have been cut open by this old boy. I'm scared just thinking about it."
Qian Yaoming angrily kicked Zhao Donglai a few more times. After venting his resentment, he asked, "What should we do now?"
"Let's tie them up first, call the police and let the police handle it."
"Then...the three genuine antiques from before will also be discovered, so why don't you want them?"
Jin Buhuan thought for a moment and complained: "We came all the way, not only did we not make any money, but we were also beaten up. It's not cost-effective."
"Find a safe place to hide the three genuine items first, and we will dig them out after the police leave."
"good idea!"
Qian Yaoming responded, but he didn't see any action.
"What are you doing standing there, Uncle Ming? Take action quickly!" Jin Buhuan urged.
"Do you have the nerve to let me, an old man, do such heavy work? Don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"
"Then don't you think it's inappropriate for you to let me, a disabled person, do such heavy work?" Jin Buhuan said.
"You were so brave just now. You knocked down two strong men in one go. How could you look like a disabled person?"
Only then did Jin Buhuan realize that the place where he had just been beaten had healed!
"This mysterious power actually has the miraculous effect of repairing the body!"
Jin Buhuan was shocked and began to re-evaluate his abilities. He vaguely felt that this mysterious power was much more powerful than clairvoyance.
"Why are you so stunned?"
Qian Yaoming found some ropes from the house and walked over.
"Hurry up and tie them up while they are unconscious."
Jin Buhuan was tied with a rope and couldn't help complaining: "I really don't understand, who is the boss? Why do I have to do all these rough and tiring jobs!"
