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Next to it, there are three pairs of socks and trousers wholesale for one yuan.

Going forward, there are still many people gathered, where the "Guess the Melon Seeds" bet.

The one on the right was even worse. They didn't know what was going on, but two people started arguing.

The spectators consciously formed a circle around the city, surrounding the two of them.

Zhang Feng walked a few steps closer, looking towards the center.

It's just that when the two of them were about to fight, a few inappropriate people came to persuade them to fight.

At the same time, the two cursed each other a few words and left.

"Hi~" The crowd who watched the fun also dispersed.

But when Zhang Feng finished eating the second omelette and was about to start the sweep, he saw an interesting person on the opposite side.

This man is strong and strong, more than 1.8 meters tall, with a small back, wearing a little mousse, and a fashionable dress.

But his walking posture is a bit unnatural compared to ordinary people.

Because when he walked, there was very little fluctuation between his body and his shoulders, his center of gravity shifted backwards, and his feet seemed to be very light.

And the footholds of the two feet seem to have been measured, each step is such a long distance, it is difficult to see any difference with the naked eye.

When Zhang Feng passed by him, he felt affirmed in his heart.

This is a martial artist who is practicing boxing even while walking normally.

As for what kind of airs he is putting on.

Zhang Feng guessed that it should be Xingyihuxing.

Or it's Tai Chi's horizontal gait, but he made himself improve a little bit, walking and fighting at the same time.

It seems that there are some really capable people in this gathering.

Zhang Feng looked at his back for the last time, and didn't go up to practice with him, asking what the stake was.

The most important thing now is to take advantage of the small number of people in the gathering to search for good things that may exist at these stalls.

Continue to go inside.

Passing by a street of clothes, and further ahead, there are some selling antiques.

When Zhang Feng saw it, he remembered a joke in the antique business.

The oldest object in the antique market is the old man who set up the stall.

But did not walk a few stalls.

Zhang Feng stared at the stall of one person, and what he put on the stall were also antiques.

But one of the daggers emitted a blue light.

Zhang Feng stepped forward, and with the permission of the middle-aged man, played with the small dagger without scabbard.

Take a closer look.

This sword is about one foot long, with two blades on the blade and a bronze-colored pattern on the hilt.

'Item: Dagger'

Type: Weapon

'Quality: Tier [-], Cyan'

Zhang Feng was happy when he saw the introduction.

Sure enough, it is a second-order world, and it is blue when it comes up!

Zhang Feng thought about it, without ink marks, and looked directly at the stall owner,

"How to sell?"

The stall owner stretched out two fingers and counted together, "That's all, nothing less. This is passed down from my grandfather's generation. If not"

The stall owner said that all kinds of bizarre experiences can be traced back to Daqin thousands of years ago.

This sword seems to be used by Jing Ke!

Zhang Feng listened, and then looked at his two fingers gesturing.

Hearing that he is so serious about selling goods, it can't be 20? [-]?

Although I was a little prepared in my heart, I still felt a little expensive when I saw this number.

The stall owner didn't care what Zhang Feng thought, but asked tentatively,

"I said, how about 200 yuan?"

Zhang Feng directly took out two cards from his pocket, "Money is good."

'It's going to be cheaper' Seeing Zhang Feng's swiftness, the stall owner immediately came to his senses, knowing that his asking price was too low.

But the words were all out of the mouth, so I could only take the money, look at the authenticity, and said with some pain,

"Stuff belongs to the boss"

This sword was picked up by his son without knowing it when he was a child.

It is usually used for digging firewood in the stove.

Zhang Feng didn't know this, but asked the stall owner for a piece of rag, wrapped the dagger in a small bag, and put it in a small bag.

Go forward.

Zhang Feng looked at some antiques from time to time, and continued to sweep forward.

When you come up, you will get a good object, which is the beginning of a good omen.

At the same time not far away.

A stall owner found it interesting to see Zhang Feng glance at him and change his stall.

How can you look at antiques like this?

But when Zhang Fengzhen came, he bent down a little, looked at his things, with the look of "choosing carefully, but very sure it's not a good thing".

But he murmured in his heart,

"He looks like a fire-eyed expert. The last time I met this kind of person was six years ago. The "Ba Jin'er" group of warlocks who walk acupuncture points really do everything. They have good things in their hands."

The stall owner thought to himself, his face was indifferent, and he didn't bother to introduce his items.

Zhang Feng took a second look at his booth, it was all white, and he was about to leave.

Seeing that Zhang Feng was about to leave without even asking, the stall owner was even more sure of his guess.

This guest is an expert.

Because these objects of his are all from the tomb, there is a 'young age', and it is completely possible to confuse the real ones.

That is to say, half of it is worthless, and half of it can ask for a price. It depends entirely on whether the customer will be fooled.

Even if a master came over, wanted to buy it, and looked at it seriously, he had to ask a question, listen to the story, and relieve his greed.

It’s just that the guest watched it so seriously, he was not fooled, he didn’t ask, he said, “I knew this was something new in 300”.

That's definitely a bit of knowledge.

Fortunately, I didn't speak just now, otherwise I would be ashamed.

"There is probably nothing in this area that you can see."

The stall owner really admired him, and wanted to talk to and get to know a capable person like Zhang Feng.

"How do you know if you don't look at it?" Zhang Feng didn't know what the stall owner was thinking, but he replied casually, ready to move forward.

But it's also this time.

A young man walked towards him.

He saw Zhang Feng talking with the stall owner, but he secretly glanced at Zhang Feng's small bundle, thought for a while, and leaned to the right.

The moment the two of them miss each other.

He backed his shoulders a little, and stretched his hands into the small bundle at Zhang Feng's waist.

But before his palm got into the bag, he found that his hand was suddenly captured by Zhang Feng.

"I've met a master." This thought just flashed through his mind, and he wanted to pull away with all his strength, but he couldn't move, and his fingers seemed to be clamped by iron pliers, and his fingers were about to be broken!

Zhang Feng turned around and looked at him,

"Play this for me? Want to take my money?

Do you know what I do? "

Chapter 31 Ring Number, Order, Qi Yang

"Big Brother"

The thief begged for mercy, and reached into his pocket with the other hand, but instead of taking out a knife, he turned his back slightly to block the passing crowd, and grabbed a handful of hundred yuan from his pocket in front of the stall owner. bills,

"Brother, I was blind and saw the wrong person, please let me go."

Thieves don't even need to think about what Zhang Feng does, they just know that Zhang Feng is either a law enforcement officer against pickpocketing or a big player.

But no matter which one, he can't afford it.

It is best to beg for mercy with your heart.

And his left pocket is full of one hundred, a whole three thousand, just for 'refuge on the road'

"Then if you read it right?" Zhang Feng glanced at the money, then at the thief, "Just a little money and you want to settle things? Does my bag look good?"

The stall owner next to "this boss" saw the posture of Zhang Feng and the thief, and was afraid of accidents, so he reminded Zhang Feng that there were many people here.

But he didn't really care about Zhang Feng.

But something really happened, and he couldn't do business.

But there is no need to remind the stall owner.

Zhang Feng is not stupid, he will not really plan to abolish the thief, but to scare him and extort a little more money from him,

I also know that there are many people in the market, so how could I foolishly lame one of his fingers.

It's really lame, and the remaining half of the stalls can't go around well.

Who knows what else is a good item.

The benefits obtained are not proportional.

But to scare him and blackmail him, there seems to be nothing wrong with this.

As for whether there will be a few more accomplices of thieves popping up nearby.

Zhang Feng also wished that they would come over and trigger the mission.

"Brother, I was really wrong." The thief followed the force of being caught with his fingers, but really thought that Zhang Feng was going to cripple his fingers, so his face turned pale with fright, and his arms were half-hanging all the time to relieve the pain.

"If my brother is lame, I will waste the rest of my life and can't get along in Renshi"

"Are you from Ren City?" Zhang Feng didn't know what he thought of when he heard this, and suddenly thought, and asked, "Do you know Brother Tao?"

When the thief heard that there was a turning point, he hurriedly thought about it, and recalled: "Really? Daxing? Brother Tao from Daxin Street? I know, we know each other. They call me lead head. I went to Tao a few months ago." I have played in the Jiajia game hall in my brother’s place”

'Knowing' Zhang Feng thought for a while, and the plan in his heart was completely formed.

When you are ready to go back, pay Brother Tao the money first.

By the way, ask Brother Tao where are the followers of these people.

When the time comes to bravely break into the den of thieves, maybe there will be a mission.

After all, if you want to kill.

Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing. Of course, the whole nest of snakes and rats can be caught before they can be killed cleanly.

Zhang Feng thought about it, looked at the thief begging for mercy, took the money he handed over, grabbed his hand and let it go.

The thief didn't know that Zhang Feng was planning to take them all away, but he ran away quickly, drowning in the crowd in the distance.

He didn't think about it from the beginning to the end. The elder brother was thinking about going around the market before going around his home.