The first time Fang Xiaozhou came into contact with Bingpei, his three views were subverted by the magical feeling. He never expected that there was a thousand-year ice soul. Everything was no different from what was described on the poster. However, he had lost it a long time ago. In my original intention, I don’t know how many times I turned the truth into a lie for the sake of profit to blackmail businesses.
He hung the ice pendant around his waist as if he didn't feel anything, and then held his breath. Even though he no longer felt the heat, his face gradually turned red.
"The face of the counterfeit state is still red?"
"Those in front are really caretakers!"
"I know, how can there be such a fantasy thing in the world?"
The onlookers cast disdainful glances at Zhao Fan. It seemed that as long as there was someone who took the lead, they would immediately swarm in and smash the master's collection!
At this time, Fang Xiaozhou pulled off his ice belt, swung it down and roared: "I personally tested it, it's fake, it has no effect. It even makes me feel hotter when I put it on. Remember, I am Fang Xiaozhou, a professional player..."
Before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked at him confused, why didn't he say anything? He took the lead in destroying the store!
Zhao Fan, who was in the center of the storm, grabbed the ice soul with lightning speed, pulled Lin Qianqian and opened a distance of three meters from Fang Xiaozhou. He said with a smile: "Everyone, remember what he said before. That oath? It will be fulfilled soon."
"A head full of abscesses?"
"A lightning strike?"
Everyone present looked at Zhao Fan as if he were a fool. Even if he really lied and rebelled, how could these oaths be effective?
The next second, miserable moans fell into everyone's ears. At first glance, the source was none other than Fang Xiaozhou, who was standing in the middle of the auction table.
On his previously smooth face, many yellowish swellings suddenly appeared on his forehead, nose, cheekbones and other places. There were nearly a dozen in total, even on his eyelids, and they would grow bigger if he blinked a little. circle, and eventually swelled to the size of a bottle cap.
Although the size of these swellings had reached its maximum, Fang Xiaozhou wailed and shouted: "It itches, ah, it's so itchy!" He scratched the skin with his hands, and the skin was all scratched in a few seconds.
Thick yellow pus flowed down the face, and many people in the crowd who could not bear it were nauseated and vomited.
As pus flowed all over Fang Xiaozhou's face, it seemed as if his whole face began to become extremely itchy. In desperation, he lost his mind and rolled off the auction table without caring so much. The crowd was afraid to get out of the way. There was a large open space, and the owner was allowed to rub his face on the ground, causing blood and pus to smear all over the place.
Finally, Fang Xiaozhou's itching was stopped by the pain. He raised his head and looked at Zhao Fan viciously, and kept beating in his heart: "Could it be that swearing will really lead to retribution?" But as an atheist, he didn't believe it, so he was embarrassed. He stood up and pointed at Zhao Fan, who was above him and cursed: "You are a vicious-hearted young man. Seeing that you were about to be exposed, you actually sprinkled poisonous powder on my face. I will sue you until you are put in jail."
Everyone was a little surprised, thinking that this might be the truth.
"I'm sorry, I didn't do anything. You swore it all yourself." Zhao Fan shrugged. Now that the matter was over, the professional counterfeiter still wanted to throw dirty water, so he shook his head and said to himself: "Slander me. This is the price a Heavenly Master pays, but you still don’t repent, do you think this is the end of it?”
The next moment, a group of dark clouds gathered in the originally clear sky.
"Looking up, why is there a black cloud? You can also vaguely see lightning..."
The crowd exclaimed one after another, and they immediately remembered the phrase "the sky struck with thunder" and hurriedly avoided Fang Xiaozhou. However, their eyes were extremely expectant. If he was really struck by lightning, it would mean that together with the people in front of him, he would be struck by lightning.
The abscess had nothing to do with the little boss, it was all his fault for lying.
At the same time, many people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures of Fang Xiaozhou, and the scene became silent. If both parts of the oath come true, they will witness with their own eyes the birth of an unsolved mystery in the world!
"Crack!"
Like a roaring sound that penetrated all obstacles, it resounded across the earth. A wrist-thick pale golden thunderbolt fell straight down, hitting Fang Xiaozhou with great precision, and poured down the top of his head. His whole body seemed to be bathed in an electric arc.
"ah!"
He screamed and fell to the ground. His clothes were torn as if they had been blasted by firecrackers, and his exposed skin turned a dark charcoal color.
When the arc disappeared, Fang Xiaozhou was not unconscious. He kept twitching.
Xiaochan's live broadcast room is even more explosive, with all the words "666" almost blowing up the screen!
All the big bosses in the shop, including Liu Wanfu, Lin Qianqian and Shi Qi, were collectively petrified. Only these few knew that the matter might not be that simple.
Liang Weimin stared at Zhao Fan's back and said, "This boy is really a miracle."
"Go, go, retreat quickly." Huang Renxing urged the other seven young men and thugs. They were frightened by this scene. They were afraid of ending up in the same tragic end as Fang Xiaozhou, so how could they dare to continue to look for trouble?
"Fuck!" Bubai, who was hiding in the corner, felt a chill running down his back. As a gold-listed killer without a single defeat, he actually had the idea of canceling the order!
At this moment, the black clouds in the sky vaguely flashed with electric arcs again, as if brewing a second thunder and lightning.
Fang Xiaozhou's pupils tightened. As if he was grasping the last straw, he trembled crazily and said: "I...I was wrong. I told a fake for fame and fortune. The Thousand-Year Ice Soul is real and will not be bothered by the heat.
, I’m in an even better mood, please God, please stop, I will die if you hit me again!”
The black thunderclouds disappeared, and the sky became clear again.
Fang Xiaozhou didn't dare to stay any longer. He felt that everyone's eyes were on a clown, so he turned around and ran out.
Zhao Fan watched the professional anti-counterfeiter leave, and solemnly picked up the loudspeaker and said: "The thousand-year ice soul is a gift of destiny. Slandering it is equivalent to going against heaven."
He was very satisfied with the reaction at the scene, and it was worthy of the Cheng Longyang energy he had consumed. People are unpredictable, but luckily he had kept an eye out in advance. When he looked at Fang Xiaozhou's face, he realized that the other party was a person who took fame and fortune first and went back on his word, so he cast the "curse"
"Spiritual Art", sending his oath into the secret of heaven.
Now that he has Seventeen by his side, it won’t be easy for Zhao Fan to recover his Dragon Yang Qi!
No one in the crowd took this sentence as a joke, and everyone nodded blankly.
Liu Wanfu knew how to assess the situation very well. He quickly ran to the auction table and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Thousand-year-old ice soul, a gift of destiny!"
The people below were driven crazy and raised their hands and shouted: "Thousand-year ice soul, a thing of destiny!"
The sound waves came one after another, and the shops along Dingjia Road were buzzing and vibrating as if they were about to be shattered.
Zhao Fan looked at Liu Wanfu with approval and said: "Old Liu, as an exception, I will give you 50% of the auction gold for the first ice pendant."
"Thank you, little master, I love you!" Liu Wanfu was so excited that he rushed forward to hug him.
Zhao Fan was so frightened that he hid and the other party jumped away. He said depressedly: "Fuck you, you old glass."
After nearly ten minutes, Dingjia Road finally stopped.
Zhao Fan put the ice pendant into the silk brocade box on the silver plate held by Lin Qianqian, and he announced: "Now, the auction begins, one yuan!"
"Two yuan!" a young loser shouted with a sense of luck.
Then he was looked down upon by everyone, and then an aunt shouted: "One thousand!"
"Three thousand!"
"Ten thousand!"
…
The price rose like a rocket, quickly rising to 300,000.
At this time, Lin Longtu appeared in the shop and said: "Ten million!"
In an instant, the scene fell into silence again. If it were hundreds of thousands, most people could afford it, but with ten million, not everyone could get involved. It was definitely a battle for the big guys.
"..." Zhao Fan turned to look at his father-in-law speechlessly, and said in a low voice: "Why are you trying to help me? You want me to turn around and let everyone in the Lin family work together."
Lin Longtu was confused. Didn't he say that these were the only three thousand-year-old ice souls? Dare to love can be rare or trashy!
"Xiao Fan." He awkwardly made up an excuse for himself and said, "If I don't raise the price, if I keep shouting like that, I won't get much even if it lasts all night."
"What my father-in-law said is absolutely true." Zhao Fan felt that it made sense, so he turned around and said to the loudspeaker: "Ten million, once."
Below, Xiaochan bit her gums and shouted: "Eleven million!"
The live broadcast room exploded again, shocked by Chan'er's heroic act.
She is one of the top ten popular online anchors and has a deposit of 50 million, but she will inevitably feel distressed if she spends 10 million at once.
"Shit, China is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. A girl talking to herself on her mobile phone has so much money!" Bubai decided to observe secretly. When Zhao Fan shouted "Eleven million times",
He couldn't hold it anymore, raised his hands and shouted: "Twenty million! Can I pay it in U.S. dollars according to the current exchange rate?"
"Okay." Zhao Fan nodded slightly.
"Is this foreigner quite rich?"
Everyone's attention shifted from Xiaochan to this side.
The undefeated look in his eyes was as if anyone who dared to raise the price again would be like a sworn enemy. He had already made a plan. What would happen even if he used overseas accounts and was targeted by relevant departments? He wanted to
This ice pendant that can stop the killing addiction is worth it!
"This international friend asked for 20 million, is there anything higher? You must know that the thousand-year ice soul is a treasure of China." Zhao Fan shouted and sneered in his heart. If it was really taken by the gold-listed killer, how could it be possible?
Isn't it wonderful? If he just tampered with the ice pendant, he could make the other person regret his life in this world!
"Chinese treasures cannot fall into the hands of foreigners, twenty-one million!" Xiaochan felt a sense of national righteousness, and her blood heated up and she added one million.
"Twenty-five million!" Bubai's heart collapsed. Are you interested, you yellow-haired girl? Just add one million at a time!
"Twenty-six million!"
Xiaochan's eyes flashed with persistence.
"thirty million!"
Bubai's eyes were ferocious, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.
"Niao Da, you are so cruel." Xiao Chan said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, it's yours. Anyway, there will be a second auction tomorrow."
When Zhao Fan had already shouted "Thirty million, the second time", at this critical moment, a thick red barrage appeared in Xiaochan's live broadcast room along with the super gift: "Chan'er
, help me bid now, 100 million!"
Her eyes trembled and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. First...the young master from the richest family?