"Since you paid for the painting of Miss Qin, it belongs to you. How can you give it to me? You don't have to think about it. I don't like the painting, so it's useless for me. You can take it with ease."
Xiao Yifeng said with a smile, picked up his bronze statue and went out.
Just out of Jubao Zhai, Qin wanting's voice came from behind.
"Wait a minute, sir. I don't know your name yet." Qin wanting stepped out on her high heels and asked.
"My name is Xiao Yifeng." Xiao Yifeng showed a handsome smile.
"Hello, my name is Qin wanting. Here is my business card." With a smile, Qin wanting takes out a business card and gives it to Xiao Yifeng, which says Qin wanting, the host of Tianhai TV station.
"If I don't have a business card, I won't leave it. Goodbye, beauty."
Xiao Yifeng waved and left directly.
Looking at Xiao Yifeng's back, Qin wanting raises a charming smile at the corner of her mouth.
After leaving jubaozhai and strolling around the antique street, Xiao Yifeng didn't see anything that interested him any more, so he was ready to leave here.
"Stop!"
However, at this time, a shout rang out, and several figures ran towards him quickly. One of them, he knew, was the stall owner who had bought the token before.
"Sir, I found you at last."
The stall owner looked at Xiao Yifeng and said quickly, looking very excited and happy.
"What's the matter? "
Xiao Yifeng looked at the stall owner and said.
"I'm sorry, sir. I won't sell the token you just bought. I'll refund you one hundred yuan. Please give me that token." The stall owner looked at Xiao Yifeng and said anxiously.
Xiao Yifeng frowned and said, "how can I do this? I've paid for it. This token is mine. I don't want to return it."
As soon as the stall owner's face changed, the young man next to him turned his eyes and said in a voice, "Sir, I've taken a fancy to that token. Can I buy it for ten thousand yuan?"
Xiao Yifeng glanced at the young man and said, "I'm sorry, I don't need money. No matter how much money you pay for this token, I won't sell it."
"Sir, you'd better think it over, otherwise..." The young man's eyes flashed a touch of cold, staring at Xiao Yifeng.
"If it's OK, I'll go first." Xiao Yifeng smiles and leaves.
As soon as the young man's face sank, he was about to start, but his shoulder was held down. It was the man with a deep face. The latter's eyes swept Xiao Yifeng's, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
And Xiao Yifeng took out the black token again and looked at it.
"It seems that this token is really not an ordinary thing." Xiao Yifeng said inexplicably and left the antique street.
After putting the bronze statue on the car, Xiao Yifeng drives Aston Martin away. Only when the car is in the middle of the road, Xiao Yifeng's eyes are fixed, his eyes scan the rearview mirror, his mouth is raised, and he shows a funny smile. Suddenly, as soon as he step on the gas pedal and hit the steering wheel, he rushes out towards a certain road.
Behind Aston Martin, there was a black Mercedes Benz. In the car sat the group of people who wanted to buy the black token before. The young man drove the car, and next to him sat the middle-aged man with a deep face.
"My Lord, he seems to have found us." As the young man looked ahead, Aston Martin suddenly changed his direction. His face changed and he said quickly.
"No matter what, you can't lose it. Otherwise, you know the consequences very well." The middle-aged man vomited coldly.
As soon as the young man's face changed, a look of fear flashed through his eyes. He quickly stepped on the accelerator to the end, showed the maximum speed of the Benz, and chased after Aston Martin crazily.
Two cars directly staged a chase, Xiao Yifeng drove the car away from the city center, came to a deserted River, the car to stop.
After getting out of the car, Xiao Yifeng leaned against the door, took out an unknown cigarette, lit it, puffed out a light puff of smoke, with a touch of enjoyment on his face.
At this time, the black Mercedes Benz had caught up with him, and soon came down from the car with five figures. The middle-aged man with a deep face and the young man, and behind him three men with strong clothes, high temples, clear eyes and deep breath, were obviously tall hands.
"Tell me, who are you? What are you doing with me all the time?" Xiao Yifeng spat out a mouthful of smoke, holding a cigarette, light said.
The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Yifeng deeply and said, "young man, we don't want to make trouble with you. We only need the token in your hand. As long as you are willing to give it to us, I am willing to give you 100000 yuan. How about that?"
"It's for this token." Xiao Yifeng said and took out the black token.
Looking at the black token, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, his expression tightened, and his breathing became a little disordered.
"Young man, how are you? I just want this token. " The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, staring at the black token in Xiao Yifeng's hand."It seems that this token is not simple, but I am very interested in it. Can you tell me what this token is?" Xiao Yifeng looks at the middle-aged man curiously.
"Boy, this is not what you should know. Please hand in the token, or we will not be polite." The young man stares at Xiao Yifeng coldly and cheers.
"Oh, why are you so rude?" Xiao Yifeng is smiling.
"Kill for the card!" The young man cheered word by word, and his whole body was full of cold murders.
"I'm so scared. In that case, I'd better not ask. You all go. I'll keep this token for fun." Xiao Yifeng put away the token directly.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's face was cold. A cold light flashed through his dark pupil and said, "young man, this is your choice. Kill me!"
The young man rushed to Xiao Yifeng first with a speed of more than ten meters. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Xiao Yifeng. He turned his hand into a sharp knife and chopped it at Xiao Yifeng's neck. The strong wind roared and the attack was swift and violent.
Xiao Yifeng has a faint smile on his mouth. Half of his cigarette is thrown away. His step is wrong and his body turns. The other party's sharp blow is defeated.
Seeing that Xiao Yifeng could easily avoid his attack, the young man's eyes flashed a look of surprise, and then he moved, his right foot swept out like lightning, with a strong force on his leg sweeping towards Xiao Yifeng.
Pop!
The strong leg was blocked by Xiao Yifeng with one hand. The young man's face changed again, and even the middle-aged man in the distance looked heavy.