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The people who came were not friendly!

Although Lin Jing had already anticipated this, he didn't expect Ni Fei to be so direct. He didn't even want to put on an act, so his expression couldn't help but slightly darken.

The experts trained by the Ni Clan were not ordinary people. If they were to fight, their store would probably suffer.

"Mr. Lin, how can you say that you don't even agree to such a small request from me? "Although the value of the things in the Precious Forest Academy are not ordinary, I, Ni Fei, still think that they are worth it!" The corner of Ni Fei's mouth curled up into a sinister smile as he narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Jing.

Young Master Ni, you must be joking. The majestic Ni family and the Wealthy Class Imperial City are nothing in your eyes. How could I dare to talk about priceless cities in front of you? Lin Qing calmly said with a smile as he thought of this.

Ni Fei raised an eyebrow and said, "It would be better to follow your orders than to be respectful. Since it's on Mister Lin's plate, I will naturally follow the guest. I'll do as you say."

Secretly giving Feng Yuqing a meaningful glance, Feng Yuqing knew what was going on, so he hastened his steps and went to the back to make preparations. When Lin Jing and Ni Fei entered the courtyard, both Zuo Quanan and Zhang San, who were on duty today, were already waiting for them in the courtyard. Their expressions were solemn, and they had a bit of bearing to them.

Glancing at them, a light flashed in Ni Fei's eyes. He then asked Lin Jing with a smile, "Mister Lin, are these two experts of yours?" It seems that his bearing is quite extraordinary. Although I have quite a few helpers in the Ni family, I hope to get the help of such a talent. If you don't mind and are willing to bear with it, we can discuss the price. What do you think? "

With just a few short sentences, Ni Fei vividly displayed his overbearing attitude. The moment he started, he directly dug into the wall in front of everyone, without even trying to conceal his actions.

Although BaoLin Zhai and the others felt gloomy upon hearing these words, Lin Jing didn't say anything. They were also holding their breaths. On the other hand, Lin Jing, who had gone through all sorts of hardships in the Jiang Clan and had also experienced the effects of the Bull Demon and the Snake God, already had the bearing of someone who would not change even if Mount Tai collapsed.

With a smile, Lin Jing calmly said, "If Young Master Ni is interested, then that is their honor, and it is also the honor of Baolin Jing. However, I believe that with Young Master's bearing and cultivation, you would never force someone to buy or sell, or force someone to become a slave.

These were two simple phrases. Although Lin Jing had said them simply, he had still nailed Ni Fei to the pillar of those vulgarities.

Upon hearing these words, Ni Fei's eyes narrowed as a gloomy light flashed across his eyes. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to deliver himself to the door.

In the end, he could only let out a hollow laugh, forced himself to remain expressionless, and said with an expression of indifference: "Since that's the case, then let's read the thing first." These friends of yours are quite familiar with the art of entertainment. Let them appraise and appraise your treasured collections, Mister Lin. "

Once he finished speaking, a man with a face as cold as a blade's walked out from the group that followed Ni Fei. His gaze was ice-cold.

Lin Jing's words had thoroughly infuriated these people. If Ni Fei was trying to force them to become his slave, then what were they?

"He Luo, I'm here to seek guidance!" The moment this person stood out, he had a ferocious and murderous look. From the way he spoke, he also seemed to be full of agility, more like a bandit in the ancient times than a scholar studying literature and antiques.

Feng Yuqing's expression changed, and then he took out a blue and white jar. Just as he was about to step forward and speak, Zuo Quanan took the porcelain from his hands and said enthusiastically: "Brother He wants to see, of course it's us servants who will send it to you, I don't dare you, shopkeeper!"

The people of Baolin's House were all sharp-tongued, but in their hearts, they had already thought of how to deal with this black hand. They suppressed their anger and muttered to themselves: "Humph, garbage, how can you be proud of yourself after throwing this broken pot of yours. It would be perfect for you if it broke!"

With that thought in mind, He Luo stared at Zuo Quanan and said with a look of disdain on his face: "This brother seems to be a little unwell, you better be careful, Mr. Lin is such a precious thing, if you don't pick it up properly and break it on the ground, we won't be able to take it!"

"Don't worry, Brother He. I'm timid and a pauper. The most important thing for me to work here is to keep my hands steady. Otherwise, even if I had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough." Zuo Quanan smiled, he did not care about He Luo's threat at all, and even took the initiative to extend his hand.

Seeing the blue and white porcelain placed in front of him, He Luo sneered in his heart. He thought to himself, "Ignorant of death." Then, he instantly made his move and said, "Since brother is so generous, let me see what the quality of this blue and white porcelain treasure is!"

His hand was as fast as the wind and as sharp as a blade, instantly arriving in front of him. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been so scared that they would have lost their footing and fell down, but Zuo Quan An was obviously not one of them. He was an expert of the Tai Chi Sect, and he was good at dealing with this kind of situation.

The smile on his face didn't change at all. Zuo Quanan smiled as he spoke, "Brother He, look over here. The color and pattern of blue and white porcelain is very important. It's even better here. You'll definitely be satisfied!"

At the same time, he took a small step forward, and before his expression twisted, he silently moved away from He Luo's hand blade. Following that, he brought the porcelain to He Luo's face. If he moved half an inch forward, he would be able to hit He Luo's nose on the spot.

He Luo didn't expect that Zuo Quanan, who looked so sick on the surface as if a gust of wind could blow him down, would be so good at it. His heart sank, and a huge sense of humiliation followed.

Not only did he fail to succeed, he was even nearly slapped in the face. How could he not be enraged? Under the fire that was attacking his heart, his tone became even more vicious.

"The food needs to be eaten bit by bit, and the green flowers also need to be watched bit by bit. I haven't finished looking at that place just now, we'll see about that later!" While speaking in a deep voice, He Luo made his move again. His hand fiercely dug back, as if he was going to snatch the blue and white porcelain away from Zuo Quanan's hand.

Seeing his actions, Zuo Quanan sneered in his heart, but he did not show any reaction on his face. He did not seem to care at all, and with a flip of his hand, the blue and white porcelain in his hand fell to the ground. He Luo didn't manage to snatch it, but a conspiracy was suddenly revealed in his eyes. He sneered, and suddenly changed the move in his hand.

He was going to pull back and throw the blue and white porcelain onto the ground, but he changed his plan and made a grab with his five fingers, grabbing towards Zuo Quanan's wrist.

There was a special term for this technique, "Eagle Grab". If an ordinary person was caught by this technique, they would at least be dislocated and injured, and if they were serious, their bones would immediately shatter. It was an incomparably vicious technique.

When Zuo Quanan saw this, he narrowed his eyes and did not dare to underestimate his opponent. After all, the people from the Ni Clan were extraordinary.

In a split-second, he utilized Tai Chi's skill to the extreme. His waist suddenly retreated backward. At the same time, his wrist turned, and before He Luo could grab him, he leaned on his wrist. In Taiji Fist, this move was called "Hand-to-hand", and it was not some profound trick.

Even the grandpas and grandpas in the park knew how to exercise regularly. However, the simpler something was, the more effective it was in practice.

Especially in the hands of a true master like Zuo Quanan.

With such a light touch, it was as if their hands were coated with strong glue. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't tear their hands apart. At the same time, with the help of Zuo Quanan, he forcefully retreated and brought He Luo in.

"Brother He, the light over there isn't good. When we're here, there's light above our heads. We'll see clearly when we get there. Slow down, and be careful of your feet!"

Narrowing his eyes, when He Luo heard Zuo Quanan's words, his eyes became gloomy. He dodged it again. He was furious and just wanted to get him down as soon as possible.

People who practiced martial arts abstained from being impetuous, especially when it came to battles. The more anxious he was, the harder it was for him to notice the details between the professors. The more eager he was to win, the more impatient he became to make a move, so he couldn't do it in such a comprehensive manner.

In this kind of situation, it was very easy to expose the flaw, not to mention that He Luo didn't even notice what was beneath his feet. Actually, there was a large part of the reason why Zuo Quanan said that. He could see that the anger in He Luo's heart had already started to get impatient, so he further provoked him.

There was a saying, 'under the lamp, under the dark'. As soon as he came, He Luo had underestimated Zuo Quanan. Once this impression was formed, it couldn't be changed in an instant.

So in He Luo's heart, Zuo Quanan was not a threat and naturally didn't care about what he said. Secondly, after the first exchange of moves, He Luo had already lost his square inch and bearing, and had already had a huge flaw.

After exchanging a few blows with him, Zuo Quanan had already discovered from his movements and movements that this fellow was an expert in the third path, and the next three paths would definitely be his weakness. Since he was practicing Eagle Grasp, all of his martial arts were in his hands, so his next move would definitely be unstable.

Thus, in the last few seconds, Zuo Quanan had already aimed at He Luo's lower body. In addition to that, he had also aimed at He Luo, breaking his center of gravity. This made it easier for him to succeed. In an instant, he narrowed his eyes and quietly leaned on He Luo. Following that, he immediately retracted his foot and pulled forcefully with his hand.

"Brother He, the fiber optics over there aren't good. We have to get some more over here!"

The moment he said that, He Luo noticed that it was actually difficult for him to control his body in this moment, so he crashed into Zuo Wuji in front of him. That was where the stinky ditch in the backyard was, and he dove in immediately.