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Chapter 277 Men on the left and right (4000)

 "What are you going to do?"

Sheng Feinan raised his eyebrows. He would not have been interested in this kind of thing before, but now he has a much younger mentality.

I also started to try many new and novel things.

Feng Liusi also cast a somewhat curious look.

Cardiff smiled and took out a silver coin from the inner pocket of his suit. It had the word 50 stamped on the front and a character's portrait on the back. It didn't look like current currency, but more like an antique issued at a certain stage in the Kingdom Age.

Currency. But its surface is very new, as if it is plated with a silver-white material.

He bent his index finger and flicked his thumb upward. The silver coin rolled in the air and reflected slightly, and finally fell and was pinched by two fingers.

"It's very simple, mercury will make dark creatures weak and disgusted. Although it is not very useful, it is still easy to force them to show a very abnormal condition..."

The smile on Ka Xiu's face had a bit of a bad taste.

"..." Feng Liusi was silent for a while, then raised his head and said.

"So on the first day we came to Donghai City, you asked me to ask the Blood Eagle Organization to prepare a batch of mercury-plated coins for this purpose?" He, who was always calm, was also speechless.

"of course not."

Card Xiu took out a handful of coins from his arms. He lowered his head and counted them one by one while explaining: "In the previous battle with the Blood Spirit Society, I tested the effect of mercury. It affects parasitic dark creatures.

Compared to physical dark creatures, such mercury coins can even affect the blood of immortals. Just like a person who doesn't like spicy food accidentally eats chili peppers, they will involuntarily show discomfort."

"The test is over, and there are still a handful of coins left. I thought I shouldn't waste them. Why not give the Blood Spirit Society some fun to play with."

After saying that, Ka Xiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Feng Liusi now felt inexplicably that this person was a little sinister.

"I'll go shopping again and come back later to see this spiral-eye sword." Card Xiu held a coin in his hand and left.

at the same time.

In the back hall of Tulip Antiques Exhibition, in an office.

The white-haired old man is wearing a tie and a brown suit. Although he looks old, his figure is still refined, exuding a strong aura.

Next to him, a middle-aged man was waiting quietly.

He hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher, are you sure you want to go to the antique exhibition hall in person? You can actually leave these things to our disciples."

"Leave it to you?" The old man shook his head in front of the mirror placed in the corner and said, "Then what happened yesterday?"

"I can feel the undercurrents in Kula City, and there are many forces fighting in the shadows. There are even people in that organization called the Blood Spirit Society who can defeat me. You haven't seen enough..."

"It's of no use if I just go and shake it."

The old man's voice was low: "It'll be fine after today. Tomorrow, the sect master will handle the affairs of the main sect and will arrive in Kula City."

"It will be almost done by then. The antique exhibition will continue safely as usual, and the matter of dealing with the Blood Spirit Society will also be carried out."

He tied up his tie and turned around. The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window shone on half of his body, bringing a scalding warmth...

"Teacher Oro, your injury..." the middle-aged man said carefully.

"It's okay. I feel much better after a week of training. Let's go and see the exhibition hall." The old man named Auro opened the door and disappeared at the end of the corridor with the middle-aged man.

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The design of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition Hall has always been good. At first glance, it is quite spacious and bright, with a large glass floor-to-ceiling window on one side, allowing natural sunlight from the outside to shine in.

The marble floor is slightly reflective, and there are soft brown carpets covering some corners. The two main halls, east and west, are connected by a long corridor, and visitors move back and forth from time to time. Surrounding the main hall are some side halls, classified from 01 to 10.

Next to the antiques covered by glass on the pillars, there will be simple text introducing their history and approximate estimated value.

"Three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand federal coins, my God, can a stone be so expensive?" a slightly green female voice whispered.

"There is an introduction next to it. It's not a stone, but the broken tip of a spear. It was a war spear used by Count Frank during the empire five hundred years ago. It's just that the rust is a bit serious, and the edges and corners have been completely smoothed away, leaving it weathered and blunt.

A piece of metal."

There was a boy who was familiar with history, and he talked based on the simple information beside the antiques. He also occasionally added, which made him stand out.

This is the entrance of Exhibition Hall 04, located on the edge of the main hall on the east side. Seven or eight young boys and girls dressed as students are gathered here, observing curiously, and some people take out their notebooks and keep recording. It seems to be topics and homework assigned by the school.

.

Next to the students, there were two people dressed as teachers, a man and a woman. They were chatting, and occasionally their eyes lit up at some elegant scholars who hurried past and stepped forward to say hello.

Unknowingly, the two of them were already a little far away from the group of students. Exhibition Hall 04, this is the area for landscape paintings.

A group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old children walked in with curious expressions on their faces. They were young and could not appreciate other types of antiques, so they could only join in the fun. But the pictures could be intuitively beautiful, and there were one or two artists present.

Students. Each painting introduces the past with a sense of immersion and attracts praise from everyone.

At the intersection of exhibition hall 04 is a colorful oil painting.

Comes from a famous painter, the sky at dusk in the painting shows a gradient of colors, which are superimposed layer by layer, from red to purple and then to yellow. The river in the lower half of the painting also shows a reflection, with sparkling waves in the middle.

It has a sense of magnificence.

At first glance, I felt quite shocked.

"Antonio Hopkins, a famous oil painting master of the Federation of Red Lebanon, was born in Windsor County, between 48 and 75 years of the Federation..."

One student read the message next to the oil painting.

"You're only 27 years old. What a pity. A genius like a shooting star..."

Some girls sighed.

Just when everyone was watching a painting, a man walked in, no different from an ordinary visitor.

He walked behind the students, stopped, and took a look.

His eyes seemed to be scanning all the paintings in Hall 04 from right to left, but in fact, his eyes were fixed on the group of young students with a wolf-like gaze.

Three parts desire, three parts hunger, and four parts fear.

What a delicious lamb. The more immature and ignorant you are, the more pure your fear will be when you are scared. The man thought darkly...

If it weren't for the fact that the forces behind the antique exhibition were not easy to mess with, and the large number of security personnel inside and outside the exhibition hall, he would have taken action long ago. In recent days, there has been serious turmoil within the Blood Spirit Society, and the top management reluctantly suppressed several bad news. And repeatedly

He emphatically warned not to cause trouble for the time being and not to expose his identity.

There is a mysterious force that is targeting them, so don't expose any flaws. The man actually sneers at such instructions. They, the Blood Spirit Society, have never been afraid of anyone.

But this was an order from his superiors, and he had no choice but to obey it.

So even though I feel itchy now, I can only look at these students with delicate skin and tender flesh and swallow quietly.

For dark creatures like dead blood, the body has a beast-like instinct. The man did not dare to look anymore, fearing that he could not bear it anymore. He withdrew his gaze before the students could react, and pretended to look at the people on the right from a distance.

painting.

In his peripheral vision, the man caught a glimpse of someone looking over here.

Look sideways.

It was a young man with blond hair. He was wearing a black suit and stood tall on the carpet. He was holding a cup of hot tea from the waiter in his left hand, and he was tossing a coin in his right hand. He seemed to be aware of the man's gaze.

.

The young man looked at him and showed a kind smile.

The man was stunned.

He also forced a fake smile towards the "food".

He felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned his head. Just as he was about to take steps, he felt a chill on his neck. A cold hard object seemed to have fallen into his shirt, sliding down and sticking to his waist.

"What?" The man looked up at the ceiling.

Smooth and tidy, no foreign matter falling out.

He was about to reach out his hand in confusion, but he only felt that the thing that fell in was as hot as a soldering iron. A cold shock ran down his spine, and a feeling of disgust and discomfort rushed into his heart. Goosebumps all over the man's body stood up, and his breathing became tense.

Thick.

"Oh...damn it!"

His throat seemed to be gasping for breath, squeezing out a trace of broken air.

That thing was not dangerous, it just made the blood and spirit in his body violent, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

"I can't control it!"

The man's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment his eyes turned blood red. Blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes, corners of his mouth, nostrils, and ears, hanging in the air like a ribbon.

His whole body trembled, and red hair grew uncontrollably. The mane was so hard and twisted that it could easily break through the fabric of a suit like a steel needle, almost like a spike.

"What...what's wrong? This gentleman?"

At the very back of the group of students, a girl wearing glasses noticed something strange about the man next to her and kindly walked over and asked.

As she got closer, the girl saw the ugly face covered with mane. It looked like an unstoppable monster.

“Ahhhh!

"

Never question the decibel level of a woman when she is frightened. This high-pitched fright could be heard by almost half of the main hall.

Immediately, some nearby visitors looked in this direction with doubtful eyes. The security personnel wearing black suits, strong and cold temperament rushed over immediately. They were not ordinary people, they were all disciples of Yun Dog Fist.…

When encountering a situation, he accelerates his steps and is extremely fast.

In an instant, four or five figures rushed toward the 04 exhibition hall. Before the men from the Blood Spirit Society could recover from the girls' brain-stimulating sounds, they looked up and found that they were surrounded by several strong men.

The way out was blocked.

"I……"

A hoarse sound came from the man's throat, like a wild beast growling. He was not stupid. He understood that this was Yun Dog Fist's territory and was not easy to mess with. He subconsciously wanted to pretend.

However, looking at the blood-red mane on his hand, and the bones gradually deforming and lengthening the claws, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Three words popped out of his mouth subconsciously: "Fuck you!"

Who was it? What disgusting thing was thrown?

He was fine at first, but when he opened his eyes again, he was haunted by a big man?

No, he doesn’t want to be a man!

He subconsciously looked at the almost stunned students not far away. How many of them could be captured as hostages? This thought flashed through his mind.

The green eyes were blocked by a bald man with a sinewy face. The strong man grinned, showing some yellowed teeth: "Look at it, brothers, let's fuck him together!"

The dirty things of the Blood Spirit Society have been waiting for a long time! However, this parasitic dark creature is too concealed, and since that attack, it has become quite low-key. It has been hidden in the dark, and it is difficult to find the Cloud Dog Fist.

to traces.

The result is today.

There is actually a stupid dick exposed automatically.

How could you let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The four muscular men grinned ferociously and rushed forward together.

"Hmph, ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

Amidst the screams of a man being beaten, outside exhibition hall 04.

The blond young man took a sip of hot tea, reached into his arms with his right hand, pinched out another silver coin, and tossed it gently in the palm of his hand.

He walked leisurely in the other direction.

Within a few steps, Ka Xiu felt the breath of the second dead blood. He stopped and looked over with vague eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw an acquaintance.

A boy wearing a black vest and dressed as a young master was standing in the crowd. Unlike other people who were joining in the fun, he stood far away and had no intention of going over to take a look at the situation.

"What a coincidence..."

Card Xiu smiled and remembered the boy. Then his eyes moved to the side of the boy. It was a woman in a red dress, about thirty years old, with heavy makeup, and she was quite gorgeous.

She is different from the boy in that she has an eager look on her face.

There seemed to be a suppressed sense of panic and uneasiness.

Ka Xiu pinched the silver coin and flicked it with his fingers. Then he changed the tea cup from his left hand to his right hand and took a sip of tea.

Looking around, there were a few more coins between his fingers.

in the crowd.

Euan looked inexplicably calm, with a look of indifference on his delicate little face. He was not at all curious about the unexpected situation in Hall 04, and even wanted to laugh a little because he was thinking about the delicious lunch. He had grown up quietly.

Already.

The young man's strong curiosity has mostly disappeared on that bloody night. Don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't know what you shouldn't know. Don't join in the fun that you shouldn't, and stay away from danger.

This is the way of life that Euan has learned through this journey.

Even the old housekeeper praised this very much.

I feel that Youan has grown up and his mind has been tempered. Although it was in a scary way, he finally understood some truth.

There was a commotion in the exhibition hall.

Looking at the curious figure of his sister Heiman tiptoeing forward five or six meters in front of him, Youan felt disdainful and felt a sense of superiority that was somewhat different from that of his peers.

Just when he was about to look away out of boredom, Euan heard a gasping voice beside him, which looked more like a beast than a human being!

Turning around abruptly.

In the crowd nearby.

There seemed to be four or five visitors holding their faces and shaking.

The amplitude is getting bigger and bigger.

Until between the fingers, a large tuft of mane hair squeezed out.

Red like blood.

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