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Chapter 234 Antique (for subscription)

Today's Julu City is destined not to be peaceful.

The news of the sudden death of the leader of the Tianhu Gang was enough to cause a sensation.

The fact that the armed forces wantonly expanded their territory has aroused the attention of countless people.

[Sai Yanluo] Ah Da of the Wu Gang led people to pick two streets of the Tianhu Gang in one day.

In the end, the money gang came forward, but they were also repelled.

The news spread throughout the city in an instant.

For a while, [Sai Yanluo] Ada's reputation became widely known again.

The Eighteen Blood Eagles beside him became famous along with it.

Meng Yun, the swordsman of the Money Gang, has been repelled. He has seven swords in his body, so he is no match. The Eighteen Blood Eagles under Ah Dahe's command are simply brutal!

Their strength is too terrifying. They are all in the realm of internal cultivation. Where did this group of people come from?

Meng Dadao's cultivation is not weak. In the middle stage of internal cultivation, his strength is boundless, and his sword skills are superb. As a result, he was severely injured by 18 people. This martial gang is too cruel and has no morals!

This matter is destined not to be peaceful, and the Qiang Gang probably won't do this and watch.

Countless people were discussing.

And at this time, another news came.

The Jusha Gang, the Qingyun Gang, the Black Tiger Gang, and the Golden Knife Gang all chose to stab their knives when they fought against the Wu Gang, occupying several blocks of the Tianhu Gang in a row.

Li Yi, the deputy leader of the Money Gang, was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

In one day, the original Tianhu Gang's territory was directly snatched more than two-thirds by various forces.

The whole city was in an uproar.

…

inside the room.

Qi Yun's eyes were gloomy. Looking at the panel in front of him, his brows gradually frowned.

I just drew a prize once, and got another book of exercises that I can't practice.

[One of the eight mysterious skills, Li Zi Jue! 】

[The medium-level magical skills created by the ancient gods are divided into the eight characters of Qiankun, Xun, Zhenkan and Ligendui. The eight moves are boundless, and their power is boundless. Since the ancient gods, the eight moves have been separated and cannot be reunited forever. This is the character of Li Decision, for the mystery of fire...]

[Practice requirements: the late stage of the power of the gods]

…

All kinds of news flooded his brain, making his face dark.

The exercises are good exercises, created by the ancient gods.

It's a pity that he can't practice at all.

Requires the power of God in the late month level.

There is no divine power in his body at all.

I tried it with energy, blood energy, true energy, and stellar energy before, but there was no response at all.

Another useless book...

Qi Yun whispered.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and an idea appeared.

Maybe not a crap book.

If you can't use it yourself, you can use it for Zhao Biao, Elder Mu Lu, Pan Tian and others.

These few people were forcibly captured by him, and they did things for him out of fear of the Lord of Heaven.

This kind of relationship maintained by fear is destined to be difficult to last.

Threatening them every time, but not giving benefits, will cause problems sooner or later if things go on like this.

Well, you can give them some benefits, only in this way, they will respect and be in awe of themselves.

The more Qi Yun thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

Another hundred points were consumed, leaving 807 points.

Looking at the upgradeable item at the back of the spirit column, he clicked on it directly.

Spirit quickly went from 29 to 36.

The points were reduced again by 35 points, leaving 772 points.

...

late at night.

The city of Julu was full of hustle and bustle.

Everyone in the night market is still talking about the day's affairs, all the streets and alleys are like this.

Fengyuan Pawn Shop.

Two hunters in gray cloth shirts came in again.

This is their third time here.

When the treasurer of the pawn shop saw them, his eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly greeted them, and said with a smile, Oh, you two Gods of Wealth, what good stuff do you have?

This time there is a calligraphy and painting, how much do you think it is worth?

One of them escaped from his arms with a scroll of a picture scroll, and there was an earthy smell.

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, and he immediately knew that it was another good product from the underground.

He took the scroll and gently unfolded it, only to see that the scroll was quite well preserved, and inside it was a picture of a beautiful woman, wearing a red dress, a pair of embroidered shoes, holding a folding fan, and her eyes were very bright. God, lifelike, just like the real thing.

The shopkeeper looked at it seriously and was secretly amazed.

It really is underground.

This painting is at least a thousand years old.

Where did these two get them?

I got a copper mirror and a dressing table two days ago.

This time it's another painting.

These two really hit it off.

You two, since you are regular customers, I'll make it clear that this painting can be used as fifty thousand taels of silver. What do you two think?

The shopkeeper smiled.

The two looked at each other, nodded and said, Yes!

The shopkeeper was ecstatic in his heart.

There are plenty of people in the city who want this kind of thousand-year-old antiques, and people from all major gangs and families will basically rush to buy them.

If he changed hands, he could sell at least two hundred thousand taels of silver.

The shopkeeper called immediately, took out the bank notes and handed them over.

Two, do you want me to have someone escort you out of the city?

The shopkeeper's smile.

Need not.

The two shook their heads, took the silver ticket, got up and left.

Looking at their backs, the shopkeeper was secretly speechless.

Could it be that these two people discovered some ancient tomb?

He really wanted to follow the past to have a look, but he was afraid that it would be bad to alert the two of them.

If these two people become vigilant and don't pawn with him next time, wouldn't he lose a way of making money.

After struggling for a long time, the shopkeeper let out a sigh, but finally did not follow.

He unfolded the picture scroll in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was, with a smile on his face.

The woman in front of her seemed to be alive.

…

In addition to Fengyuan pawnshop, other pawnshops also walked in tonight. Two people in gray cloth gowns came in to sell antiques.

Like the shopkeepers of Fengyuan Pawnshop, it was not the first time for those shopkeepers to see those two people.

As soon as he saw those two people coming in, he immediately greeted them with a smile on his face, and took the antiques from them at a price.

And the two people who came into the store to sell antiques didn't intend to raise the price at all.

No matter how much the shopkeeper offered, they all nodded in agreement.

What makes people even more strange is that the two men in gray cloth gowns have no expression on their faces from beginning to end, and under the dim yellow light, there is a faint blue light on their foreheads.

But the shopkeepers of the pawnshops didn't dare to ask any more questions. They cheerfully took the antiques from these people and let them go.

…

The Golden Knife Gang is one of the few second-rate gangs in the city, backed by the Qingyun Gang, which is similar in power to the Tianhu Gang.

Zhu Bao, the deputy gang leader, was very happy today. He just robbed two streets of the Tianhu Gang during the day, and got another treasure at night.

This is a painting, which he got from Fengyuan's pawnshop. According to the shopkeeper, it was just dug out of the ground, and the earthy smell on it has not dissipated yet.

In the painting is a stunning beauty, dressed in a phoenix crown robe, with jade-like skin, and exceptionally radiant eyes. Just these eyes alone fascinated him.

It was as if there was some vortex in these eyes that was attracting him.

The more Zhu Bao looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

Good painting, really good painting...

Zhu Bao's eyes were blurred, and he felt that he wanted others to watch it with him.

If good things are not shared with others, they are destined to be tasteless.

A stream of air invisible to the naked eye exudes from his body, rushing towards the scroll.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the woman in the painting seems to have blinked her eyes lightly...