Qin Haodong said: "I can return this piece of clothing to you for the time being, but the twelve zodiac bronze heads are only exchanged for your two lives. If you want these two pieces of clothing, you must exchange for a treasure that satisfies me."
"Okay, Mr. Qin, I will definitely satisfy you."
Smith said as he put on his clothes again. He knew that this high-tech product was the foundation of their life as a couple, and they were willing to exchange it even if they lost all their money.
If you have these clothes, you can continue to steal. If you don't have them, you will become a second-rate thief, and you might even be beaten to death someday.
Qin Haodong said: "Remember, the things you give me don't have to be expensive, just antiques and paintings. I want something that can attract my interest."
Smith nodded: "I know Mr. Qin, I'll leave now."
The taste of the three-day Changchang Powder just now still left him with lingering fear. Now he didn't dare to waste any time. After saying hello, he immediately disappeared into the night.
Nalan Wushuang also put the clothes on Cassia again, and then carried her back to the Li family villa.
Qin Haodong sealed Cassia's acupuncture points, then threw her on the sofa, and the two of them went back to the bedroom to sleep.
Smith was very efficient. He returned to the Li family villa near dusk the next day and sneaked into Qin Haodong's room secretly, carrying a big bag in his hand.
Qin Haodong glanced at the bag and felt the fluctuations of the twelve zodiac bronze head seals. He couldn't help but feel happy. Not only did this guy have the twelve zodiac bronze heads, but he was indeed the genuine one.
“Good efficiency!”
He praised Smith.
Smith said: "Mr. Qin, is it time to give me the antidote?"
He was racing against time all the way, and what he was afraid of was another attack of Sanri Duangchang Powder.
Qin Haodong raised his hand and threw a small red pill into his hand. Smith quickly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Let me see what goodies you have brought."
He was indeed a little curious. In addition to the twelve zodiac bronze heads, the bag in Smith's hand also had another strange energy fluctuation.
"Okay, Mr. Qin."
After taking the antidote, Smith felt that his body felt much more relaxed. He opened the bag and took out a bronze zodiac head from it. It was an ox head.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a white book from the bag. After taking out the book, a strong aura of light filled the entire room.
Qin Haodong's eyes lit up. Although he didn't understand what it was yet, it was definitely a good thing.
He reached out and took the book into his hand and looked at it carefully, but found that he could not open it no matter what.
Smith said: "Mr. Qin, this book cannot be opened. We have already tried it."
Qin Haodong asked: "Where are you from?"
Smith said: "It was also stolen from a rich man's treasure house, but this book is very strange and doesn't seem to be an antique at all, so we have been throwing it away in the treasure house and have not sold it."
Then, he asked nervously: "Mr. Qin, are you satisfied with this thing? Can you change our clothes back?"
"Can."
Qin Haodong agreed. Although he didn't understand what was going on with this book, it definitely contained extremely powerful power. If he could find a way to use it, it should be as good as the magic wand, and even higher than its level.
Be higher.
After saying that, he untied Cassia's acupuncture points: "You can go, remember not to steal from me again in the future, unless you can give me another twelve zodiac bronze heads in exchange for your life."
Smith said sarcastically: "Mr. Qin will never do it again. We are just thieves, not desperadoes."
After saying that, he took Cassia out through the window and left the Li family villa.
After they left, Qin Haodong was no longer in the mood to study the book, so he casually put away the storage ring, then opened the seal of the zodiac ox head and took out the high-grade spiritual stone from it.
He set up a defensive formation in the room. There were too many thieves who kept coming to harass him in the past few days, and there was also a God-stealing leg hiding in the dark, so he had to be careful when breaking through.
Everything was ready, Nalan Wushuang was guarding him, he held the high-grade spirit stone in his palm, and once again launched an attack towards the late stage of the Golden Core.
As the Qingmu Longevity Technique was operating, the spiritual energy emitted by the high-grade spirit stone was quickly sucked into Qin Haodong's body as if it were encountering a vacuum cleaner, constantly enriching and strengthening his true energy.
As time goes by, the high-quality spiritual stones become smaller and smaller, eventually turning into a pile of fine powder.
Nalan Wushuang stared at Qin Haodong closely. Could it be that he failed again this time and that two high-grade spiritual stones could not allow him to break through?
At this moment, Qin Haodong's aura suddenly increased, and the golden elixir in his dantian was filled with golden light, like a crystal clear pearl, and its size was more than twice as large as before.
Late stage of Golden Elixir!
After consuming two high-grade spiritual stones, he finally broke through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Golden Core and entered the late stage of the Golden Core.
Feeling the power within his body, Qin Haodong's face was filled with joy. Now as long as he does not meet the saint, he is absolutely invincible in the world of masters.
"Haodong, did you succeed?"
Nalan Wushuang asked in surprise.
"Success, let's go and celebrate."
Qin Haodong picked up Nalan Wushuang and rushed into the bedroom again.
What they didn't know was that at this time, news of the failure of the Shadowless Thief and Mr. and Mrs. Smith were posted on major forums in the underground world.
Although everyone didn't know what happened specifically, they all marveled at this Chinese man's defensive ability. It was comparable to the security of the Louvre, but even these two powerful men were defeated.
But at this moment, he secretly posted a post on the forum. Within 24 hours, he would get the Picasso manuscript in the hands of the Chinese, proving that he was the king of antique thieves.
One stone stirred up a thousand ripples, and everyone was looking forward to the news of his sudden success. They wondered if he could steal Picasso's paintings from the Chinese.
Just after arriving at the airport, a large passenger plane landed slowly, but not many people got off the plane. The leaders were three old white men, followed by their servants and bodyguards. This was a private charter, not an ordinary one.
airliner.
After getting off the plane, Sir Owen was already waiting there. When he saw the three old men, he immediately went up and gave each of them a hug, "Old friends, welcome to your arrival."
It turned out that these three people were all his friends, the famous European collectors Cantona, Campos and Joseph.
After greeting Sir Owen, the three people got into his RV and left the airport together.
After getting in the car, Cantona asked: "Sir Owen, does that Chinese really have 30 Picasso manuscripts in his hands? Is this true or is God kidding us?"
Sir Owen said: "Old friend, this is really no joke. Mr. Qin is great. He does have many Picasso manuscripts in his hands. I was lucky enough to get 10 of them, and they are now in my treasure room."
Gompers said: "Sir, Picasso's paintings have been very rare in recent years. How come there are so many of them all at once? Chinese people have always been cunning. Are you sure about those paintings? Is there any problem?"
Hearing what he said, the smile on Sir Owen's face disappeared and he said seriously: "Gombos, are you questioning my ability to identify antiques? Those paintings have passed Gerard's appraisal. Gerard's
Level, don’t you believe it too?”
Gompers smiled coquettishly: "Sir, don't be angry. I just think it's a bit weird to see so many Picasso paintings at once."
Sir Owen, obviously still angry, continued: "I can assure you that these paintings are absolutely true.
They not only withstood Gerald's identification, but also successfully passed the carbon 14 inspection. As collectors, we cannot ask how Mr. Qin obtained them. We only need these paintings to be authentic.
It's a pity that Mr. Qin only agreed to use the twelve zodiac bronze heads in exchange, and the two in my hand have been used up, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn at all, and I would have kept them in the treasure house myself."
Joseph said: "Sir, good things must be collected by everyone. There are so many Picasso paintings, why should we share some of them?"
Sir Owen said: "Have you all found the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac signs? If you don't have this thing, I don't think Mr. Qin will exchange it with you."
Joseph said: "Yes, I happen to have such one in my treasure house. It has not been touched for many years. Fortunately, I did not sell it, otherwise I would have missed this good opportunity."
Cantona said: "This time we each brought a bronze head of the twelve zodiac animals, which should be able to take over the Picasso paintings in Mr. Qin's hands."
In Qin Haodong's room, Wushan clouds, rain, and spring light filled the air. Amidst the sound that made people's blood surge, he not only relied on dual cultivation to stabilize his late-stage Jindan cultivation, but also took Nalan Wushuang to become a ninth-level master.
threshold.
When the two people walked out of the room excitedly, it was already midnight again.
"Haodong, am I not dreaming?"
Nalan Wushuang couldn't believe this was true. Just a few days ago, she was just an Anjin level warrior. In just one week, she had already joined the ranks of ninth-grade masters and became the highest among warriors.
exist.
And the one who brought her all this was the little man in front of her.
Qin Haodong said with a wicked smile: "How could it be a dream? Do you want me to confirm for you that this is all true?"
Nalan Wushuang said with a shy look: "This doesn't count, it will happen even in dreams."
Qin Haodong raised his hand and slapped the plump area under her waist, and said casually: "Then I will open the window to get some fresh air and let you feel the real world."
After saying that, he canceled the defensive formation in the room and opened all the windows to let in fresh air.
But at this moment, a gust of wind passed by in front of him, directly swept away the Picasso painting on the table, and rushed out of the window on the other side.