A light gray line, probably less than one centimeter, existed quietly in the center of Fangzheng's wrist.
The gray lines are dim and short, making them difficult to spot without careful observation.
Even if such subtle skin symptoms are discovered, it is difficult to take them seriously.
But since Qin Feng practiced the "Human Emperor Sutra", his five senses have an amazing sense of the outside world.
What's more, his eyes were tempered, and even in such a dim environment, he could still see the difference in this gray line at a glance.
No matter the texture or position, it was exactly the same as the Meridian needle anti-virus thread he saw on Jiang He's hand just now.
It's just that the color shades are different.
Fang Zheng also discovered the existence of the gray line. He thought it was accidentally contaminated with dust, so he subconsciously rubbed it with his fingers a few times.
"Can't rub it off?" He was a little surprised.
"What are you doing? Is it something poisonous or not?"
"Lao Fang, are you inviting an expert or a doctor?"
Mr. Wang spoke impatiently. He got a Ming Dynasty enamel porcelain for nothing, and Yuan Lie received a million yuan in compensation for nothing.
How could you let someone destroy the most critical part of the deal at this time?
"Sister Yingying, can I see your hands?"
Qin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked directly at Liu Yingying.
"OK."
Liu Yingying smiled softly and stretched out her white and jade palms.
As soon as Qin Feng grabbed his wrist, his momentum turned upside down.
A light gray line suddenly appeared on Liu Yingying's wrist.
"Ah? Mrs. Liu, why do you have one too?"
Fang Zheng was surprised and felt incredible.
"It's not just the two of you, everyone here has this gray line on their hands."
Qin Feng let go of his hand, turned around and looked at everyone loudly.
Others also raised their hands suspiciously to observe carefully, and then there were continuous sounds of surprise on the scene.
"What is this and why haven't I noticed it before?"
"How did you know? Have you been spying on us?"
Many people looked at Qin Feng with a change in their eyes, something they didn't even notice. How did Qin Feng find out?
Yuan Lie's eyes darkened, and then he smiled and said: "I have a slight health problem, so you shouldn't make such a fuss, right?"
"If you are worried, I will introduce some miracle doctors in Beijing later to give you free physical examinations."
“Just think of it as an extra complimentary service.”
Everyone was relieved when they heard this, and Mrs. Yao put down her hand: "Brother Qin, there is no need to shout, this thing is not there for who knows how long. If you don't tell me, who knows it is there."
Others also nodded, not paying any attention to this gray line.
However, Liu Yingying picked up her phone, scratched the screen and said to Qin Feng: "I took this picture this morning. It seems there is no such line."
On the screen of the mobile phone is a photo, a selfie of a beautiful hand.
The beautiful hands are warm and slender, and the wrists are extremely delicate, with no gray lines at all.
Seeing this, Qin Feng nodded, and then scanned the room.
He walked to the long table and reached out to pick up the ancient painting under Yuan Lie's sinister eyes, but his hand suddenly turned in mid-air and he grabbed it directly towards the black suitcase.
"Crack!"
Qin Feng didn't say anything nonsense. He tore open the heavy suitcase with his hands like pliers, tore off the outer covering of the upper layer, and shook it vigorously under the light.
Countless dust filled the air.
"Oleander dust is mixed with a large amount of poinsettia venom. It is colorless and odorless. When it touches the skin, it can be instantly integrated into the body and mixed into the blood."
"This is a chronic poison and there will be no discomfort at first."
"But as the venom glands prolong and the virus attacks, you will feel that life is worse than death, and there is no treatment."
"At this time, certain people will appear. Whether they control the Nandu market or force you to make a decision, they can control it at will."
He turned to look at Yuan Lie and chuckled: "You are making progress, you know how to deceive others, and you are not so stupid as to directly tamper with antiques like last time."
"Wow!"
Qin Feng raised his hand casually, and the skin flew into the fish tank, splashing water.
"Before the poinsettia is dried, it is a dark red highly toxic venom, which dissipates when exposed to water. It is extremely toxic."
"Now these medicinal powders are in your body, just like they are in this water tank."
Everyone stared in shock at the black cloth that sank into the water, and strands of dark red liquid spread in the water. In just a moment, the dozens of vigorous Feng Shui arowanas turned their bellies out and died suddenly on the spot.
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"poisonous!"
Mr. Wang pointed at the tank full of dead fish and screamed in horror.
The others looked extremely ugly. They had never thought of buying an antique, but they were involved in a carefully planned murder.
Yuan Lie's expression changed. They had been planning carefully for a long time, but they were still seen through at a glance.
"Yuan Lie, what on earth are you going to do?"
Fang Zheng glared angrily: "You have tried to kill us many times, but you really think that I, Fang Zheng, are a fool!"
"Ahu!"
He roared angrily: "What are you still doing? Clear the place!"
Ahu led his men to break in and instantly surrounded Yuan Lie and others.
"Haha, are you really sure you want to do this?"
Yuan Lie sat on the chair with a joking face: "Kill me, you don't want to cure this poison?"
The expressions of other people changed drastically, and their eyes showed fear.
"Need not."
Qin Feng, who was standing nearby, pointed at the old man: "The antidote is in the white porcelain bottle in the second inner pocket of the jacket..."