The next day, and there is only one last hour left before the Dongjiang auction begins.

Outside the Dongjiang venue, many wealthy men in suits and ties were queuing up to enter the venue.

They were all attracted by the name of Dongjiang Auction. There are no fakes that can be auctioned here!

The background of the auction items is public, so don’t worry about buying fakes, because Dongjiang Auction and the Antiques Association have an extremely close relationship.

So, as long as you have money, you can come here to bid with confidence.

Because of this, Dongjiang Auction was labeled as "never fake".

But today, there may be an exception to this sign.

"Old Dong, are everything ready?"

Yang Fan looked at the long queue in front of him, turned to look at Old Dong and said.

Although he has now obtained enough evidence to convict Zhou Ye, the premise is to catch someone!

"Well, I made another confirmation with Lao Zhou last night. Zhou Ye is on the list of bidding today!"

Mr. Dong nodded and said in a deep voice.

Because Zhou Ye knew that his identity might have been exposed, he had been hiding recently. If he wanted to lure him out, this is the only way left!

Let the Dongjiang Auction release news, use a fake ancient picture as bait, and wait for Zhou Ye to take the bait.

"He's here!"

At this time, Shen Conglong, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked along and saw a black Hummer parked not far away.

The car door opened and Zhou Ye's figure appeared in everyone's eyes!

"Damn it, this dog thing, let the ninja assassinate me? I'm going to kill him!"

As soon as Shen Conglong saw Zhou Ye, his anger began to rise!

If it weren't for this guy, how could he have been wrapped in bandages to attend the auction?

"Uncle Shen, calm down!"

Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly grabbed Shen Conglong and whispered:

"You have to remember that Zhou Ye doesn't know that we have already grasped his evidence. If you show it too obvious, even if you can catch Zhou Ye, the person behind him will definitely run away!"

"Xiao Yang is right. We have worked so hard that we are not trying to catch a bait, but to use this bait to catch people from the Thirteenth Association!"

Mr. Dong also nodded: "Don't show your anger too obvious."

"call!"

Shen Conglong took a deep breath and calmed down: "I understand."

"President Dong, I didn't expect you to come too."

At this time, Zhou Ye also walked over with a smile.

When he saw that Shen Conglong was still alive, he frowned slightly, and he secretly scolded Hirakawa Ichiro in his heart, but he was just like this, and he couldn't even do such a small thing well!

But he didn't show it.

"Haha, if you can come, I, the old man, can't come? As you said, I, the president, want to make a seat for you, the vice president?"

Mr. Dong said with a smile, but he was full of thorns inside and outside.

"Old Dong misunderstood. How dare you have this idea? With just one word, you can leave here now."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ye relaxed his vigilance because he knew that Mr. Dong had always been dissatisfied with his appointment as vice president.

If Mr. Dong didn’t pick on the trick, then he would feel something was wrong!

"Okay, then you can leave now!"

"I have no less of you, and I have no less competitors."

However, he didn't expect that Mr. Dong would actually nod and hum.

This trick of trying to get not only made Zhou Ye unable to come to Taiwan, but also dispelled his doubts.

Yang Fan secretly praised in his heart.

"this……"

On the contrary, Zhou Ye was a little embarrassed. He was just saying something just now, how could he really leave?

The superiors gave him a death order. If he couldn't get the ancient map today, his vice president would have done his best.

"Old Mr. Dong, it's time for us to enter."

Seeing that it was almost done, Yang Fan immediately interrupted.

"Let's go, come in."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Dong pretended to be reluctant and brought Yang Fan and Shen Conglong into the venue.

Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a mini walkie-talkie and hung it in his ear, and whispered:

"Safe, they didn't doubt me, they could enter!"

After saying that, he turned his head and nodded slowly to a black Mercedes-Benz not far away.

Yang Fan naturally noticed all this, and his face raised a faint curve:

"Ye'er, it's hooked!"

He also took out his cell phone and sent a text message: "Block all the roads left in the auction!"

Since someone will come to Thirteenth, don’t leave today!

No one knows that the ordinary auctions on the surface are surging in the dark!

"I arranged the bait in the finale. Let Zhou Ye be anxious first. Let's entertain and have a guess what treasures will be encountered today?"

Mr. Dong sat down, pointed to the three glass cabinets on the stage with a smile and said.

When Yang Fan heard the sound, he saw that the three glass cabinets were covered with red cloth. These were antiques for the first round of auction.

The divine eyes were activated, and a golden light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes and fell on the first glass cabinet.

The rich red light wrapped around a rusty iron sword, which looked very magical!

"A product that is nearly a thousand years old? It's so big when you come up?"

Yang Fan was slightly surprised, and then couldn't help but look at the second glass cabinet with a smacking tongue.

Under the red cloth is a purple light, wrapped in a bronze tripod the size of a washbasin, a century-old product.

He speculated that this should be something from the late Qing Dynasty.

Although the age is very close, the patterns on the bronze tripod made Yang Fan very curious!

"No, this is not a pattern, it's like an ancient text. Which dynasty is it... I've definitely seen it from where!"

Yang Fan frowned and kept thinking in his mind.

Although he couldn't remember where he had seen such words for a moment, there was one thing he could be sure of.

There are certain things recorded on this bronze tripod!

He made up his mind to take down this inconspicuous bronze tripod later.

He slightly withdrew his gaze and looked at the third glass cabinet.

When his eyes fell, Yang Fan was stunned. It was not because of how old the thing had, but on the contrary, it was actually a modern product!

The white halo was covered with a pill. Although it was so ordinary that it was inconspicuous, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little excited!

"Pill!"

"This is actually a spiritual pill!"

Yang Fan's excited breathing became a little rapid. The spiritual pill was exactly the same as what Long Jiajia gave him, but this was not the key that Yang Fan cares about!

The key point is the age of the elixir!

White halo means less than ten years.

This means that in this era of lack of spiritual energy, spiritual pills can still be refined!

For Yang Fan, he has reached the end of the road to Huajin. If he wants to break through, he must break the shackles!

Whether the martial myth exists can be confirmed as long as there is enough spiritual pills to support it!

This is why Yang Fan is really excited!

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