As soon as the old man named Long appeared, he shocked the people in the entire venue. The old man looked only over sixty at most. No one would have thought that the old man was eighty-six years old. He looked a few more than the venue.
An entrepreneur and rich man in his sixties is much younger and stronger.
"Eighteen years later, some things are no longer particularly important to me, but you may like these things." Old Man Long smiled indifferently and opened the golden silk cloth in his hand.
This is a box full of green. The box is not big, just bigger than a palm, but it contains two extremely beautiful gold and yellow locks. Everyone held their breath and saw two out of the old man's palm.
He carefully inserted the white jade key into the small lock and turned it gently twice.
"Ding..."
A pleasant sound echoed in the venue for a few seconds. The old man put the lock and the small white jade key into his arms again. At first glance, you thought he was put into his arms, but Xiao Chen saw it clearly.
The old man actually had special space techniques. He just now put the golden lock and white jade key into his own special space.
"This is a parchment book left by my father, which records some secret techniques my father practiced during his lifetime. Maybe it was only through these secret techniques that he could ascend to heaven. I am not very clear about the specific details now.
, but what I can tell you is that as long as you learn one or two secret techniques above, I may not guarantee you ascend to heaven, but I will be healthy now like me, that is certain." The old man opened the box while saying,
It took out an old parchment book from it. It should be a while ago in terms of the quality of the book, and the size seems to be similar to that of the villain's book.
"Old man, just talking about it, we don't know if the book is really useful or fake. Moreover, we are all at this age, and I'm afraid we can't learn the real skills above, right?"
After all, they are all people who have seen the world. A big man immediately raised his question in his heart. Although he also wants to be healthy and work in the position of top leaders for decades, his body is getting worse day by day, and he is only one year after another.
At fifty-five, I felt like I was on the train of sixty-five, and I couldn't get off the train.
"Yes, it's not realistic for us to take out a book just by doing it? You can't burn our money as paper!" The tall bald man who came to Huang Hongyue with the Sanniang shouted carelessly.
He said this, but he still longed to get the so-called secret book of magic.
All men and women have a dream of being a hero in their hearts. They all want to practice magical skills, be an unparalleled hero, and then collect a large number of beauties into the harem. Women are no exception. There are many people who want to be a hero. Let’s ask.
Holding a sword or a whip can be a hero without a trace, how cool it is.
These people are not short of money. What they lack is some spiritual entertainment and a kind of fun. As long as they like it, even if they are just a simple egg to let them pull it a few times, they will willingly pay for it.
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With the guy who was a big bald guy taking the lead, it immediately attracted a lot of doubts from members. Martial Arts masters have watched a lot on TV, and they caught a lot of martial arts novels. But in the city of the 21st century,
Ninety-nine percent of the so-called martial arts masters are scammers and trick-making scammers. These are old guys who have been in the mall for decades. No one has ever seen these scammers, so naturally they believe it.
The old man is not business either. These people like to say it, and they naturally have their own reliance.
"I also considered that everyone didn't believe it, so I will perform some secret techniques in this parchment book for you, which can be regarded as a way to open your eyes and give you a basis for convincing you, but the organizer will also ask you to put the outside hall.
The signal is cut off. I don’t want these secret techniques to be stolen by too many people..." The old man turned around and looked at Li Xiner sitting beside him. Li Xiner smiled and nodded in agreement, signaled to the staff beside him. Soon, the Supreme Auction Store and
The TV screen signal in the outside hall was cut off.
The old man was planning to show his skills to all the members here, and the big guys here also opened their eyes wide to see what tricks the old man could do.
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The TV picture leading to the lobby outside was cut off, and the old man's movements were not very complicated. He did not start to strip his clothes and pick his sleeves to show his muscles like those who were performing arts in the world, but looked at the strong bald head.
"I'll show you my third-hand skills. First-hand skills I want to ask that brother to come out and I'll compete with you." The old man smiled and said to the big bald man who had just spoken badly to him.
The big bald man is a typical nouveau riche and a fierce man. When he heard this, he burst into laughter: "Haha! Old man, you look down on yourself too much, or look down on me, Hu Pingyang, my strength will
Not as good as you?"
He thought to himself that I can achieve what I have today because of this brute force. The family business I have built in Linghai. Now, you, an old man who is almost buried in your eighties, is here to challenge me and want to go with me.
Comparing strength, this is simply ridiculous.
"You can compare whether you can compare or not, just try it." The old man looked calm and never showed any angry expression from beginning to end.
"Okay, how do you think you should compare? But I have agreed with you in advance. If you slander you in the competition, I will not be responsible." The bald man grinned. This is a public place, if it is more than eighty.
The old man just fucked the bones and something, so he would have to bear legal responsibility, and the rest of his life would be over.
The old man smiled indifferently, waved his sleeves, and smiled heartily: "It just so happens that this is what I want to say to you. Don't be careless, otherwise I won't pay for medical expenses if I get hurt."
"Okay, then how do you think you are comparing!" The big bald man was a little angry and was shot back by an old man. This obviously looked down on him, Hu Pingyang.
Men just fight for a breath, so they can save face. This tone is more important than money, and this face is more important than life. If you lose anything, you can't lose face. It is precisely through this tone that Hu Pingyang can only live in Linghai.
With such a prosperous life, many people never had the chance to enter Huang Hongyue once in their lifetime. Many people could only watch TV screens in the lounge, but he could stay in this venue. This is a symbol of identity.