The stall was exposed to 6000 million

Chapter 184 Money or Death!
The tattooed man looked at him and showed the payment code again.

"This, now it is calculated on a head-to-head basis, and one more person will be paid."

"Is he the buyer?"

"It's been a long time since you came here, no matter whether you are the buyer or the seller, you have to pay. Hurry up, otherwise, I will send you to the office with just one call..."

"Ah, I...you, fine."

This guy had no choice but to scan it again, and the two of them went in...

After entering, Zhang Jingchun discovered that in every corner, in twos and threes, like thieves, whispering.

When passing by several groups of people, Zhang Jingchun also surreptitiously listened to what he was saying, and he couldn't hear or understand clearly.

"Master Zhang, you haven't been to this kind of ghost market before, have you?"

"Do you think I'm used to this kind of place?"

When this kid heard it, he snarled, didn't he?If they were doing something upright, they wouldn't need to come to the ghost market in the middle of the night to trade.

"Brother, we have no choice but to do business here, and there are many knowledgeable people who like to come to the ghost market to shop for treasures. Look at that, he is the boss of Boguzhai. The three people we passed by just now are the century-old Gucheng Street. Mr. Qin from Gutang, hey, by the way, brother, I remember you were wearing a long gown with a dragon pattern, why... did you change your outfit today?"

Only then did the boy realize that Zhang Jingchun had changed into an ordinary person's attire, a small shirt, casual trousers, and a pair of shiny leather shoes underneath.

"Be humble."

"Haha, yes, yes, you have to keep a low profile. You're right. I've heard about you too. Why were you so high-profile when you won the 6000 million grand prize?" the kid asked curiously. .

Zhang Jingchun looked at him and smiled.

"I think your IQ is not online today?"

"Hey, no, no, I, I just can't figure it out for a while, just curious, please help?"

"How many people would have known that I was a Feng Shui master if I hadn't been high-profile that time? If I hadn't been high-profile that time, how could so many people know, and no one knew, how could my Purple Bamboo Pavilion have business..."

"Since you are thinking so high-profile, why do you have to wear a mask to appear on the scene? Aren't you contradictory?"

Unexpectedly, Ah San continued to ask.

"I don't want everyone to start with my appearance, but to be stuck in my talent and be loyal to my character..."

When the kid heard this, he thought to himself: Damn, this guy can really pretend to be aggressive, and he just said these things that I don't understand.

"What? Didn't understand?..."

"Ah, I... I understand, I understand."

"Understand, quickly take out the drawing and see if it's the one I want."

"well."

The kid quickly took out the painting and slowly unfolded it.

When Zhang Jingchun saw this painting, his eyes lit up.

Yes, this painting is almost exactly the same as his painting.

"How is it, brother? Is it the painting you were looking for?"

At this time, Zhang Jingchun took out his mobile phone and took a sneak shot of his face, and quietly checked the kid.

Immediately laughed.

"Liao Guisan, let's make a deal."

"Ah, you, how do you know my name?"

"Think for yourself."

"Damn, true or false, this can all be calculated, isn't this too mysterious? You... What kind of deal are you going to make for me? Aren't we doing a deal here? What do you want? It was written on your post You said it clearly, you said that you offered a reward of one million yuan to find this ancient painting, you don't know what to say, do you?"

"No, of course it's a promise, but I just did the math for you, and I think you have a bad omen tonight. If you want money, I'll call you right away, but you may die; Give it to me to get money to eliminate disasters, you see, is it fatal? I still want money!"

Upon hearing this, Ah San frowned.

"Zhang Jingchun, what do you mean, oh, I understand, did you set me up a long time ago, after I give you the painting, you will find someone to follow me, and then take advantage of my unpreparedness and arrest me Get killed and take the money, right?"

Listening to Ah San's words, Zhang Jingchun smiled: "I'm a Feng Shui master, and I still have to do business? How could such a thing happen? I figured that you will have a bloody disaster tonight. If you don't believe it, just When I didn't say, of course, I have no obligation to help you eliminate this disaster, if you want to eliminate the disaster, you have to pay a price..."

And this Ah San was originally arranged by Tian Leizi, who said that as long as he got the million reward, he would share 30. Tianleizi's voice came from his earphones: "If you want money, don't listen to him. I'm his uncle. I'm a generation ahead of him in this respect. Believe him."

After listening to the words in the earphones, this Ah San immediately had a plan in mind, and said while closing the painting.

"Master, don't make trouble. If you want to paint, just pay for it. Otherwise, I will leave."

"Okay, I'll transfer the money now."

After saying that, he turned around, the account number was provided by Tianleizi, and the boy smiled when he received the news.

"Come on, the money has arrived, happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

At this time, the kid yelled at the big man who was patrolling around, and took out 100 yuan from his pocket, and the big man took it with a smile.

Then they walked over together.

At this time, Ah San saw Zhang Jingchun looking at him in confusion, and explained triumphantly: "Brother, do you see it? Give this big brother 100 yuan, and they will safely send me to the place I want to go. Now Do you understand the rules of the ghost market? You still want to lie to me and don't want to give me money, do you think I'm so stupid?"

Only then did Zhang Jingchun realize that the big tattooed men in this ghost market still have this kind of service.

"Ah San, let's hope for good luck. By the way, remember to fasten your seat belt."

"Cut, why are you pretending to be forceful? Damn."

When this kid got the money, he became hardened.

Then he got into the big man's car and drove away.

Zhang Jingchun shook his head, and hurried back, he wanted to see if he could meet Su Wan'er tonight.

……

Besides, Ah San, sitting in the car of this tattooed man, feels much safer in his heart.

When he got in the car, he handed him a cigarette.

The big man driving waved his hand: "The air conditioner is turned on in the car, and smoking is not allowed. This is also our boss' rule."

When Ah San heard this, she also laughed.

"Oh, I see. Your boss should be afraid of playing tricks on cigarettes. It's no wonder. Be careful to make the ten-thousand-year boat. That's fine, I won't smoke anymore."

At this time, the tattooed man smiled, glanced at him, and reminded him.

"seat belt."

"No, what kind of seat belt do you wear? Do you have a safety buckle here?"

"No."

"No, it's okay, let's go, this seat belt is buckled around the neck of the old man, it's uncomfortable."

The big man looked at his little man and smiled.

"Where are you going!"

"I have navigation here, just follow this path."

After speaking, he turned on the navigation and drove to the big villa of Tianleizi's family.

Just as they were getting started, came the news.

It turned out to be from Zhang Jingchun.

"Ah San, don't forget to wear your seat belt!"

"Fuck, is there something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)