Scarzi held the machete in his hand and walked towards Le Tiangang step by step.

"Brother, don't come over here, I'm convinced!" Le Tiangang's voice was full of tears, crawling like a rotten fish on the ground, the blood mixed with the soil was very impressive.

"That's not possible. Aren't you still planning to find a gunman to take my strong brother's leg? Let's see how ruthless you are!" Scar said coldly while stroking the blade with one hand.

The people watching on the side understood what this group of people were doing. It was a gang fight after a long time, and everyone who was free from moral pressure watched it with gusto.

"Ha!" Scar shouted loudly, stepped forward with his left leg, raised the broad machete above his head, and slashed hard.

Le Tiangang closed his eyes tightly and cried: "Wow!" After a while, he still didn't feel the cold blade entering his body. He slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't see the scar.

On the other hand, the people nearby started talking a lot. "You are such a coward, why do you still come out to fool around?"

"Isn't it? I was so scared that I peed all over the floor."

A child-like person made a fuss and said: "Not only is there urine, there is also feces! It's so depressing and disgusting."

Le Tiangang felt it carefully, wasn't it? He seemed to be incontinent, so he hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd with his face covered.

Seven or eight bodyguards were chopped to the ground, almost all of them seriously injured. Only one bodyguard who had been stabbed five or six times followed his boss and said bitterly: "Boss, just wait, I'll find a gunman to kill him."

"

Le Tiangang slapped him back: "You don't want to fucking live, why do I still want to live? Let's avoid such perverts in the future." He could see it. The man's knife was not that he didn't dare to chop, but that he wanted to warn him.

, as long as he dares to touch Pan Xiaoqiang again, it will definitely make him feel worse than death.

"Go to the hospital first. We probably won't be able to leave the hospital in less than half a month." Le Tiangang has turned into a blood gourd, and his whole body still exudes a foul odor. Passersby who smell it have to retreat, as if seeing an evil ghost.

…

The sunshine every morning is always so soft. After rubbing his neck, which was still aching, Pan Xiaoqiang secretly shouted: "Don't tell me, are you having a sweet dream? I was awakened by you again."

Le Yi took a moment to look into the inner room of Yufangzhai: "Isn't Sister Dongqing here?"

Pan Xiaoqiang shouted: "Qingqing! Someone misses you!" Old Chen at the counter happily wiped the antiques: "Qiangzi, stop shouting. I hurried to school early in the morning, how can I look like you?

, I didn’t wake up until now.”

"Ah! You didn't even say hello to me? I'll take care of this girl when she comes back!" Pan Xiaoqiang stretched out and pretended to be angry.

But Le Yi felt happy and asked softly: "You didn't sleep with your sister?" After saying that, feeling a little ambiguous, he added: "I mean, sister Dongqing didn't wake you up when she got up."

Pan Xiaoqiang patted his head and said, "Oh! By the way, I can't blame her. I put the bolt on every night when I sleep."

Le Yi felt even more happy, maybe there would be another chance.

Seeing the beauty in front of him having such a happy time, Pan Xiaoqiang patted her smooth forehead: "What are you thinking about? You are so happy."

"No, no, by the way, this is breakfast for you!" Le Yi handed the two lunch boxes made of high-temperature resistant glass to Pan Xiaoqiang. "Huo! What do you want to do? Looking at you so enthusiastic, I

Why do you always feel so nervous in your heart?" Pan Xiaoqiang leaned back.

Le Yi stamped his feet and pouted angrily: "What don't I want to do? There's rat poison mixed in for breakfast. Do you like it or not?" Pan Xiaoqiang opened the lunch box angrily, which contained a portion of freshly baked pancakes and fruit.

"Hey! The fried dough sticks sandwiched in the pancakes today are so crispy." Pan Xiaoqiang felt something was wrong as he ate. There is no breakfast stall at the door that is so good.

Le Yi covered his mouth and smiled: "Don't be surprised. I made this for you, so I put it in a lunch box for you. Keep it warm. You can eat it while it's hot."

"Good craftsmanship!" Pan Xiaoqiang was more respectful than obedient and wolfed down the food, feeling very happy.

When Pan Xiaoqiang was about to finish eating the pancakes and was about to drink soy milk, Le Yi said a little shyly: "By the way, Xiaoqiang, can you do what you promised that old man Le Tiangang yesterday?"

"You mean the 30 million, right?" Pan Xiaoqiang took a mouthful of soy milk and said.

Le Yi bit her lip: "Can you really do it within a week? If not, I'll be in trouble."

"Cut!" Pan Xiaoqiang put the lunch box down, wiped the grease on his mouth, patted his chest and said, "Since Brother Xiaoqiang has said something, there must be no problem."

After clapping her hands, Le Yi smiled, took out a napkin from her handbag and handed it to Pan Xiaoqiang: "Don't wipe it with your hands after eating, it's dirty."

Pan Xiaoqiang was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't brush off the other person's kindness, so he wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "Don't tell me, I'm really not used to this."

"By the way, how are you going to get these 30 million? You're not going to use your own money to put it into my account." Although Le Yi is extremely savvy in business, he is better at macro-control and lacks explosive power.

, in the final analysis, if you give her 50 million, she may spend the money in half a year or a year, but if you ask her to suddenly take out 30 million within a week, there is nothing she can do.

Pan Xiaoqiang held back his words, beat his chest and said, "Do I, Pan Xiaoqiang, still need to take advantage of opportunities to fulfill other people's promises? But you have to put your affairs aside first, I still have something very important to do."

"It's only a week, you still want to let it go?" Le Yi pouted and was not very happy, but looking at Pan Xiaoqiang, whose face was a little gloomy, she still said: "Okay, let's let it go first, but these days I

I have to look at you, after all, it is my hard work over the years."

"Hehe! Let's go, accompany me to do some errands first." Pan Xiaoqiang said as he entered the bedroom, and a moment later he had a gourd in his hand: "The deadline for registration for the "Unparalleled Treasure Appraisal" column is today, so we have to act

Hurry, or it will be too late."

Only then did Le Yi realize what was going on. She heard Pan Xiaoqiang say that this gourd was probably used by Kou Zhun, the famous Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, and was worth hundreds of millions. It was really better to go to the column to appraise it than her three thousand

A promise is much more important.

However, Le Yi was a little strange: "Aren't you a master of identifying treasures? Why do you need others to help you identify them?"

Pan Xiaoqiang walked out the door and scolded: "You are still the president of an antique store. Don't you know that without an appraisal certificate issued by an expert, this thing is just a lie and no one will buy it?"

Le Yi blushed and followed him out.

After getting into Le Yi's BMW

flesh color.

Although Pan Xiaoqiang knew that the flesh color was displayed by the lining of the warm stockings, he still couldn't help but daydream: "I will find more wives in the future, wear stockings all day long, and still not dazzle my eyes, hehehehe

.”

…

In the girls' dormitory of Beiqing University, Dong Qing said to the phone with an anxious look on his face: "That Yang Banxian, just tell me the mystery of the seven-star locked coffin! Please."

However, the fortune teller Yang Banxian didn't seem to be so sympathetic and refused: "Didn't I tell you everything? I only say it when I really have nothing to do. Guess what I am doing now? Eating roast chicken!"

According to Yang Banxian's easy-to-satisfy attitude, the more than a thousand yuan Pan Xiaoqiang gave him last time was enough for him to last for a long time.

"Okay! If you want to say something anytime, call me anytime." Dongqing hung up the phone angrily, leaned on the table, and fell into deep thought.

There was a huge Feng Shui book placed next to the table, and the beginning of the page read: The place where the Seven Stars Locked the Coffin is extremely dangerous, and anyone who breaks into it will die.

…

"Sir, what is the name of this treasure?" the staff of the column team asked politely.

Now Pan Xiaoqiang was in a difficult position. Other people's treasures all had resounding names, such as dragon spine and jade firework vase, but he always had a way of saying it. Let's call it vinegar gourd. It seemed too vulgar.

Le Yi paid attention and said in Pan Xiaoqiang's ear: "Xiaoqiang, since you think your gourd is a big treasure, how about calling it a treasure vinegar gourd?"

Pan Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, what a name! After saying that, four big characters were written on the registration form: Baojiang Gourd.

The staff member smiled and said: "Sir, since our programs are all live broadcasts, please bring your baby to our program next Sunday night."

"Yeah! Okay." Pan Xiaoqiang looked back and smiled.

The staff member added: "In addition, our program continues the practice of the previous treasure appraisal column, that is, we issue an appraisal certificate and a 5,000 yuan bonus for genuine items. If they are fake, we will directly destroy them."

"It should be." Although Pan Xiaoqiang felt that this approach was somewhat inappropriate, he still did not refute it. After paying the registration fee of two hundred yuan, he left the TV station.

After getting in the car, Le Yi may have felt a little uncomfortable when he entered the door. He put his legs together and leaned forward, with one hand on the dashboard and the other hand holding a bottle of mineral water to drink.

Pan Xiaoqiang admired the beauty lying on her side. Recalling the first time he saw this tomboy, Pan Xiaoqiang couldn't help but smile: "That's right now. Only those who are soft and weak can look like a woman."

Le Yi didn't know what Pan Xiaoqiang was thinking. He blushed, sat down on the chair normally, and changed the topic: "By the way, Xiaoqiang, how are you going to get the 30 million?"

"Have you ever seen the way I make money!" Pan Xiaoqiang said lustfully, but as a pervert, he is a quality pervert and will never look at it unscrupulously! Instead, he keeps it in his heart and thinks.

Le Yi was confused: "Have I seen it before?"

"Oh, it's just gambling on stones." Pan Xiaoqiang didn't have time to care about this, so he said casually. Now his eyes were too busy, and he couldn't wait to move his hands.
Chapter completed!