"You bunch of stinky, shameless old people, stop relying on me and relying on your old age."
"A thousand-year-old bastard is worth a lot of money. When you get old, you have nothing to show off except dying quickly."
"You...you, you, you uneducated little bastard, how dare you scold us?"
Bian Qingli screamed in anger, those old guys also cursed loudly, and Lu Fei shouted coldly.
"Bian Qingli, I know you are not convinced."
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Bian Qingli shouted not to be outdone.
"What are you talking about betting on?"
"It's very simple. Didn't you just say that the hair on this plant is down?"
Bian Qingli said with a smile on his face.
"Yes, that's what I said."
Lu Fei sneered.
"But I said these are velvet thorns, velvet thorns as hard as steel needles."
"And the velvet thorns are extremely poisonous. If you touch them, you will be injured and you will die in seven days."
"Since you said it's fluff, do you dare to pick it up with your bare hands?"
"Hahaha......"
A bunch of veterans seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and Bian Qingli laughed especially exaggeratedly.
"Boy, are you crazy about gain and loss? It's just a layer of fluff, but it's as hard as a steel needle, and it's also highly poisonous?"
"Hahaha... I was laughing so hard."
Lu Fei said sharply.
"Since you don't believe it, why don't you take it out?"
"What? Vice President Bian, don't you dare?"
Bian Qingli sneered.
"What dare I not do? What would you say if I took it out with my bare hands?"
"If you take it out without any injuries, it means that I, Lu Fei, am messing around and want to kill or beat me. I will kneel down and kowtow and leave you alone."
"If you were stabbed and poisoned, what would you say, Vice President Bian?" Lu Fei asked.
"Huh, this is fluff, there's no way I can lose." Bian Qingli said confidently.
"There are no absolutes in this world. What if you lose?"
"If I lose, I will let you suffer the same fate as you." Bian Qingli said.
Lu Fei smiled coldly.
"If you lose, I want the hundred-year-old wild ginseng you took today. In addition, I want you shameless old people to bow to me and apologize and admit in person that you are not as good as me. Do you, and you, dare to take it?
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These old Chinese medicine doctors firmly believed that it was just fluff, and there was no suspense about the bet with Lu Fei. At that moment, except for Liang Guanxing, all the old Chinese medicine practitioners collectively clamored to agree.
Lu Fei lit a cigarette and said to Bian Qingli with a smile.
"The bet is done, now it's time for your performance, Vice President."
Wan Jiakai held the crystal box and came to Bian Qingli to comfort him.
"Mr. Bian, it's important to treat my lover, why do you bother with this psychopath?"
Bian Qingli smiled and said.
"Don't worry, Boss Wan. It won't take more than a few minutes. This kid is so boastful and arrogant. We must teach him an unforgettable lesson today."
Bian Qingli opened the crystal box, glanced at Lu Fei, and said coquettishly.
"Boy, if you lose in a while, I will personally make you a three-foot shame tag and let you wear it all over Bianliang City. This is the price for your arrogance."
Lu Fei took a step forward and said loudly.
"Then what are you waiting for? Take action!"
At this moment, Liang Guanxing felt uneasy and uneasy. He always felt that Bian Qingli was going to suffer, but he just couldn't organize the words to remind Bian Qingli.
Everyone else's eyes were focused on Bian Qingli's hand, looking forward to the moment when Lu Fei was slapped in the face.
Bian Qingli didn't believe Lu Fei's words at all and reached into the crystal box without hesitation.
But the moment Bian Qingli's hand touched the plant, a sudden change occurred.
In an instant, Bian Qingli felt as if he had been stung by countless poisonous scorpions at the same time. The pain he had never experienced before stimulated every nerve in him.
"ah--"
"It hurts me so much..."
Bian Qingli let out the most miserable howl, covering his right hand and rolling on the ground.
At the same time, the crystal box and the so-called red vine were thrown far away and fell under a seat.
The sudden change caught everyone present by surprise.
After being stunned for a second, everyone rushed to surround him, and the auction hall was in chaos for a while.
"Vice President Bian, what's wrong with you?"
"Damn, why are these hands swollen like bear paws!"
An old Chinese medicine doctor turned Bian Qingli's wrist over and saw a green line quickly spreading along the vein toward the elbow joint. This was obviously a severe poison.
"You guys get out of the way. I'll use silver needles to seal Vice President Bian's meridians first to prevent the spread of toxins."
"Damn it, what's going on? Why doesn't the silver needle prick the acupoint work?"
"Lao Zhang, try your unique Five-Yang Magic Needle."
"Oh my God, the Five Yang Divine Needle doesn't work. President Liang, please take action quickly. Vice President Bian will be in danger if it's any later."
A bunch of old guys surrounded Bian Qingli and tried repeatedly. They tried all the methods, but unfortunately they couldn't stop the spread of the toxin. Now everyone was dumbfounded.
A medicinal material dealer offered to call 120, but was quickly slapped by an old dealer.
Damn it!
We are all miracle doctors, but you dare to call our enemy Western medicine. Where can we put our old faces if word spreads? What the hell do you mean?
The medicinal herb dealer who was beaten was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
I don’t blame Lu Fei for scolding you, you are incompetent and can’t save Vice President Bian, yet you are not allowed to call 120. You are really a bunch of old bastards who want to save face and suffer.
The happiest person was Li Yunhe. The two brothers were standing on chairs smoking cigarettes and had a clear view from above.
Seeing Bian Qingli's painful facial features moving away and sweating profusely, and looking at the paw that was thicker than a bear's paw, Li Yunhe felt extremely happy.
Li Yunhe had long disliked this old kid, and now he had offended Lu Fei again. He deserved to suffer.
"Hey! Stop working now. Vice President Bian won't die within seven days. Now it's time to fulfill our bet."
When the old guys who were sweating profusely from working heard this sound of wanting to be beaten, they collectively stopped and glared at the condescending Lu Fei.
An old Chinese medicine doctor shouted angrily.
"Boy, this is going to cost lives, and you are still making sarcastic remarks, are you still a human being?"
Lu Fei smiled and said.
"Whether he dies or not is none of my business. Stop talking nonsense. Now it's your turn to fulfill your bet."
This old Chinese medicine doctor whose surname was Guan had a very hot temper. Hearing this, he stood up and pointed at Lu Fei and cursed loudly.
"You little bastard, it's impossible for us to apologize. I'll slap you with my big mouth again."
Li Yunhe stared at Mr. Guan and sneered.
"It's only natural to accept defeat in a bet. You are so old and you are going back on your word. Do you still want some Bilian?"
"Boss Li, do you have to help this kid stand out?" Mr. Guan yelled.
"I am trying to help others but not relatives. If the loser just now was Lu Fei, would you guys give up?"
"He is just lucky. This doesn't mean anything. At such a young age, I, Guan Zhenyu, can't do it if he asks me to apologize to him."