Chapter 706

The little old man was frightened.

He shivered and looked at Wang Yong like a monster, thinking that he had met something unclean.

In his line of work, he has already done a lot of work in the daytime and at night. But even if he is the richest man in China, sometimes he has to do it himself.

There are no brothers in the business of tomb raiding. There are all those who harm their parents for a priceless antique. The little old man heard more than once that a father and son went to battle, and then his father threw the antiques from the grave, but his son cut the rope and ran away with the antiques.

At the beginning of his life, the little old man did the same thing. He cheated one of his brothers and swallowed a lot of money alone.

Looking at Wang Yong's inhuman behavior, the little old man immediately thought of the brother who was trapped by him.

Did the ghost of my brother come back to him?

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I know I'm sorry for you, but I give you incense burning paper every year! I've taken care of your family. I didn't give up! Brother, spare me this time, please... "The little old man was in tears and couldn't stop kowtowing.

When Wang Yong looked at this posture, he understood something in his heart.

Turn off the light in the room, the room becomes dark and gloomy, which makes the little old man shake all the more.

The so-called ghost in the heart, that's it. If the little old man didn't do anything to harm his brother, how could he, as a grave robber, have cold thoughts about ghosts?

"Do you know why I can expose your deception?" Wang Yong deliberately lowered his voice and asked.

The little old man looked up in doubt. This is really the place he couldn't understand. He clearly used the most advanced fraud techniques, almost flawless. As a layman, how can Wang Yong find that little flaw? It doesn't make sense.

"Why?"

"Because there are ghosts and gods in three feet! When I saw it, there was a voice in my heart to remind me that there was something wrong with it. I even saw a shadow lying on the stove, drawing a line with me. At that time, I knew there was cheating in it. I guess you know that shadow? "

The little old man was shocked, his face full of fear, shouting: "I don't know! Don't come here! Don't come here! Turn on the light... "

He had a preconceived idea. Even if he took a casual look at Wang Yong, he felt that there was something following him.

The "ghost" in his heart was magnified infinitely by his imagination and almost defeated his reason.

Wang Yong deliberately shakes his body slightly, creating the effect of shadows in the dim night, just like a person attached to his body.

"What do you want?" The little old man is going crazy.

"I want you to pay for your life!"

"No... no... as long as you can spare me, I will promise you anything you want! I have two hundred million, all for you! All for you

"I'm a ghost. What do I want that for?" Wang Yongyin said.

"Ah?" The little old man was stunned“ I can change it into Ming coins and burn it to you. 200 million yuan can be changed into many, many Ming coins. I'll burn all of them to you! "

"..." Wang Yong was defeated by the little old man's IQ.

It is estimated that RMB 200 million will make a mountain. Before the TM is finished, the relevant departments have to come to take the little old man away with the crime of polluting the environment.

"Ha ha, I'm not short of money, I just want you to pay for your life!"

The little old man was so scared that he was really scared by Wang Yong. He banged his head and said, "as long as you don't want my life, you can do anything you want! Please spare me this time

When Wang Yong saw that the time was almost up, he gave a cold hum and said, "that stove is my secret weapon. You probably can't think of the retribution. One day you will dig it out by yourself, right? Now it's in the auction house. I want you to get it back. "

"I'm afraid to take it! It's revealed that the people in charge of shooting hate me. Boss fan must be looking for my whereabouts. It's no different for me to go now than to die... "The little old man hesitated and said.

"I'm sorry. Since you're useless, I'll have to take you on the road." Wang Yong said, suddenly reached out and pinched the old man's throat.

Lift the little old man up in the air with one hand. His arm doesn't even shake. It's no different from a controlled corpse.

This is a serious violation of the little old man's cognition. He really can't imagine that a person can do this. It's easy to lift him with one hand, but it's hard to keep his arm muscles still.

He increasingly believed that Wang Yong was possessed by a ghost.

Wang Yong's five fingers began to work hard, choking the little old man's breath. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yong even let out a fist, and the fierce killing penetrated into the little old man's mind.

The little old man seemed to see a sea of corpses and blood. He felt the panic of standing up all over his body and dilating his pupils. The little old man swore that he would experience it for the first time in his life.

Now he really believes that Wang Yong is not a normal human.

"I... Go... Go..." the little old man vomited out three words, his eyes turned up, and he was about to faint.

With a click, Wang Yong threw the little old man on the ground.

"Twenty minutes, without seeing, you will die." Wang Yong said coldly.

The little old man sat up trembling and panting, as ridiculous as a husky.

For a long time, the little old man felt that he had come back to his soul and said, "I'll... Make a phone call."

Wang Yong was not afraid of his tricks and nodded.

The little old man picked up the mobile phone at the head of the bed and dialed a number.

"Hello, manager Li, I want to get the auction back. no way? Ha ha, you are also involved in this matter. At that time, the auction house and boss fan will not spare you! Yes, I am the threat. If I can't see the auction in ten minutes, I'll poke you to boss fan. Do it yourself... "

Wang Yong found that the little old man was more cruel than him. He gave the little old man 20 minutes, and the little old man compressed half of it directly to 10 minutes.

It's more than ten minutes from the auction house to the hotel.

"The things will come soon... Can you let me go when you get them?" The little old man looked at Wang Yong in fear and asked.

Wang Yong gave the little old man a cold look, which made him tremble subconsciously.

"It's said that there's another flood in the south, so donate your 200 million yuan to buy your life." Wang Yong said.

"200 million... All donated?"

"Oh, too little? That's 300 million. "

"No, no, no, no, no! I'll donate! " The little old man waved his hand in a hurry“ In whose name? "

"This brother's surname is Wang. Let's write about Mr. Wang in his name. Do it before the stove comes. " Wang Yong said in a mechanical and cold voice. It seems that it's not Wang Yong who talks with the old man, it's really an attached soul.

The little old man took the mobile phone to do it in fear. This kind of large amount of money transfer needs to be handled by a special person in the bank, and the purpose needs to be explained. If it is not clear, it may be rejected. However, the little old man belongs to donation, the purpose is clear and clean, but he can do special things.

The bank manager finally agreed to the little old man's transfer request on the grounds of "national righteousness" and "urgent disaster".

As soon as the phone was down, the doorbell rang.

But the manager of the auction house came with the cauldron stove.

He stealthily pushed a dining car and kept looking around, looking guilty.

Look at the time, this guy actually arrived in ten minutes. I don't know how many red lights he ran and how many miles he drove to complete this harsh requirement.

"What are you doing? This crap has been seen to be fake, and even more! If the auction house finds out that I stole it, I will lose my job! " After opening the door, the manager complained to the little old man.

The little old man gave a dry smile. In fact, he was also very aggrieved. Who doesn't know it's worthless? But I can't stand it. I insist on it!

"Well, I'm thinking about us too! Destroy this thing, boss fan, they won't find us! Compared with the auction house, boss fan is more ruthless. He really dares to kill people! " The little old man threatened the manager.

The manager was timid. Now he turned pale. He threw the dining car into the room and said, "here's the thing. I'm leaving!"

Then he ran away.

The little old man opened the cloth on the dining car, and sure enough, he saw the dragon and snake cauldron stove under it.

"Here you are. Can you... Let me go? " The little old man asked Wang Yong carefully.

Wang Yong glanced at the cauldron stove of dragon snake town. Seeing that there was no fraud, he reached for the cloth and wrapped it up.

Then he looked at the little old man: "I'm open and aboveboard and never take advantage of others. It's worth a few million even if it's only half genuine. So... "

Wang Yong looked around and suddenly picked up a small glass ornament from the cabinet of the room.

"That's it! Let's barter today, fair trade! Don't say who's shining! "

Poof!

The little old man almost spat out blood. Is this fair trade? It's nobody's light?

Even if you buy and sell, can you have some sincerity? Don't exchange things with other people's hotels!

"Gone." Wang Yong picked up the cauldron with one hand and walked out of the room.

Bronze wares weighing several hundred jin seem to be weightless in Wang Yong's hands, as light as a feather.

The little old man looked out the door and watched Wang Yong disappear at the corner of the corridor step by step. Then he was paralyzed to the ground like he had exhausted his strength.

It's just that Wang Yong's voice came back before he could relax.

"Although he lived for a hundred years, he died in the past. He was tired of being old, and his illness came to an end. When the day is over, the life will be reduced. If there are few fish in the water, what's the point? "

Thirty two words hit the little old man's heart like a heavy hammer, which made the little old man startled. Unconsciously, he was in a cold sweat all over again.

This is a kind of saying in the book of Dharma, the first of impermanence. It is used to warn the world that there is not much life, and to accumulate virtue and do good. Although living a hundred years, it's just death. Life goes by day, just like fish without water. Sooner or later, they will die in pain. What can they be happy about?

The little old man is in the business of reselling the underworld, but the knowledge of ancient Chinese prose kills many college students. I immediately understood the meaning of Wang Yong's words. Although it was not like the Buddha's sudden enlightenment, it was also cold sweat, and I thought of something.

A shiver from the bottom of my heart all over my body hit, and the little old man's face seemed to have a * look.