Chapter 152 Chapter 10 It's just a counterfeit

Yin Hui became interested. He had only seen antique dealers bargaining on TV with his fingers in his sleeves before. It felt very mysterious. Today he wanted to try to see how he bargained. Stretching his hand in, he felt the icy cold hand of the peddler. He was startled at first, it looked like a dead man's hand, without the slightest trace of popularity. After groping for a long time, in the end the small trader could only helplessly take out his palm and sighed: "Let's do it! 300,000 is 300,000!" Yin Hui shook his head: "Three hundred thousand? I mean thirty thousand."

"Brother, you are clearly trying to spoil my situation. I will not sell this jade ruyi." After finishing speaking, he snatched the jade ruyi from his hand, wiped it carefully, and finally took back a big jade beside him. Inside the iron box. "Now I'm requisitioning your Yu Ruyi, we are from the National Security Bureau." Yin Hui asked Conan Doyle to show the work certificate of the National Security Bureau, and waved it in front of him. The small peddler didn't look directly at him: "Tsk, this is a legal business. I have a business license and everything. Even if the emperor comes, I can't just confiscate my things." These people are different from the stalls outside. Small traders, operating without a license, seeing the police and urban management is like seeing Laozi Yan Luo.With various proofs, these people are even more domineering than the local police officers.

"Oh! Really." Yin Hui smiled faintly, and then said in a serious tone: "You are disrupting official duties, and you will bear the consequences." Conan Doyle held up his work card, waved it in front of him again, and said domineeringly: "This is a real National Security Bureau work card, and it also has the seal of Zhongnanhai of the People's Republic of China on it. If you go against our last wish, you are going against the government." "I can see that you are here to make trouble today. Brother Ming, Brother Hu, Sandao, you all come to see! Someone is pretending to be the National Security Bureau to expropriate my things." The small vendor suddenly yelled When he got up, his voice soared into the sky amidst the muffled noise, and after a short while, three burly men with complicated tattoos came rushing over with their upper bodies naked.

The voice of the antique dealer immediately attracted the attention of many buyers and sellers. They looked at the center curiously, and the surrounding people consciously moved out of the way, so that the good show was about to begin. "Haha! There are still such beautiful girls in the National Security Bureau. Tell you, you are from the National Security Bureau, and we are from the fucking CIA. What's the matter, the second son? Did they want to requisition your antiques just now?" Personal support, the second son was full of backbone, and took out Yu Ruyi from the box: "I am waiting for a baby, they will invest 30,000 yuan, if I don't sell it, they will take out the certificate from the National Security Bureau, saying that they are from the National Security Bureau. To requisition my Yu Ruyi. What the hell are you talking about?"

The second son copied his hand into his pocket, and with an angry expression on his face, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm with a bah, slandering the two of them. "Since we have collected your protection fee, we will naturally protect you. Don't be afraid, I will settle this matter for you." A tall man stood up, pointed at Yin Hui's chest, and pushed hard After a few times, he asked aggressively: "Speak up! Boy, do you want to resolve this matter peacefully or eat bullets?" Yin Hui became interested. He never paid attention to these people of the third class and the highest class, and he was full of contempt for them since he was a child, because he was bullied by local hooligans when he was a child.

"How to solve peace? How to solve it if you eat bullets?" Yin Hui's words were many times stronger than theirs, obviously provocative. Conan Doyle saw the situation clearly, and knew that if the two sides really fought, it would be Yin Hui who would suffer, so he immediately grabbed Yin Hui, and whispered to him: "Yin Hui, don't worry, let's go first! Call the local police and come again , then take a good breath." "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Knowing that Conan Doyle was worried about him, he persuaded him. A simple sentence made Conan Doyle feel extremely warm, don't be afraid, there is me.

This sentence is right in the heart of Conan Doyle, no matter how powerful she is, even if she is the team leader of the incredible team, she is still a woman after all and needs a man's protection, even though she is usually brave, she is worthy of the team leader In fact, how much she hopes that when she is facing danger, she can say this sentence to herself righteously. It feels so good to be protected by others. She was immersed in the warmth of the sentence just now and stopped talking.Although she knew in her heart that Yin Hui had a girlfriend, she didn't care, at least at this moment, Yin Hui belonged to her.

"What's wrong with me? How could I fall in love with a married man? Is he really so attractive?" Conan Doyle shook his head and gave a wry smile. She couldn't even understand herself. "What about a peaceful solution? It's very simple, give us a sum of damages, and take a gun? Hehe! Let a few of us take a flight for you, so that you can taste the feeling of being taken through the back door." Big Han Casserole The big fist clenched and stuttered, awakening Conan Doyle who was intoxicated. Conan Doyle panicked. "Brother, I'll leave this kid to you this time. I think that foreign girl is good, so I'll deal with this foreign girl! Haha! I've never played with a foreign girl before." Behind him was a slightly chubby girl. The little fat man came up and stared at Conan Doyle lustfully, almost crying.

"You fucking say it again?" Yin Hui was angry. He didn't allow anyone to insult his friend, especially Conan Doyle. For some reason, he always felt that his relationship with Conan Doyle was more than ordinary friends, as if he was his sister or younger sister, but it didn't seem appropriate, and now he couldn't tell what the relationship was. "Haha! You're still a fucking flower protector." The little fat man came up, and at some point there was an electric baton in his hand. Back up, lest the electric baton hurt them. "Yin Hui, let's go! Go to the door and call the security guard." Conan Doyle was really scared this time, the strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake, as a team leader of the National Security Bureau, she clearly understands the importance of this point, and She also brought this point into full play, being able to bend and stretch, as the saying goes, a prime minister can hold a boat in his belly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter." Yin Hui stabilized Conan Doyle, then turned his eyes back to the guy wielding the electric baton: "Are you sure you really want to have a fight with my friend?" ?” The short fat man nodded triumphantly, thinking that Yin Hui was scared, and nodded in surprise: "Haha! Boy, are you scared! But don't worry, if you are willing to cooperate with us obediently, I will not make things difficult for you. Hahahahaha!" The guy laughed wantonly. Yin Hui smiled faintly. Everyone didn't notice that Yin Hui was holding the Three Realms Treasure Banknote in his hand, and he was muttering something with righteous thoughts, and he didn't know what he was talking about.Those three guys were all stunned by Yin Hui's strange behavior, you look at me and I look at you, and finally the tall and thin man who hadn't said anything scolded: "Okay, don't pray to God, kowtow to grandpa , Grandpa, I will spare you." After speaking, the eagle-claw-like arm unexpectedly grabbed it.

The moment his hands grabbed Yin Hun's clothes, his hair fluttered, and the eyes that were slightly closed just now released endless light instantly, and the eyeballs were bleeding red, and at this moment, there was a strange ecstasy. evil wind. boom. With Yin Hui's right hand, he directly knocked off the arm that was holding him. With a scream, the tall and thin man flew at 360 degrees, and finally fell on the old copybook of the small peddler, causing the table to thump. It was torn into pieces with a sound, and he also spit out a mouthful of blood. Conan Doyle noticed that the guy's arm was broken into three pieces, drooping aside. She felt that Yin Hui's movements and spells were so familiar, and finally she muttered in surprise: "Three Realms Treasures?" Indeed, what Yin Hui used was the function of summoning the upper body of the treasures of the Three Realms, and he asked the patriarch to give himself temporary power. As always, it's only three minutes, so he needs a quick fix. He rushed up without hesitation, grabbed the arm of the guy who was about to charge up with the electric baton, and lifted it hard, the guy's body flew up to a height of five or six meters, and finally fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood . In the end, seeing that something was wrong, the leader turned around and ran away. He seemed to have noticed something, the people in front of him were not so easy to mess with. "Hmph! I want to escape." Yin Hui's eyes were bloodshot, turning blood red, he flew up with big strides, and kicked the leader heavily on the back. With a click, the guy's body hit another table heavily, and the table flew out horizontally, and all the antique porcelain on it fell on him. The noise attracted the attention of the police and security guards at the door, and they rushed up one after another. Looking at the three guys lying on the ground, they immediately took aim at Yin Hui and Conan Doyle, and rushed up to arrest them. Conan Doyle showed the certificates of members of the National Security Bureau. The police and security guards were stunned. They didn't dare to say a word. They just let go of them, and then handcuffed the three people who fell on the ground. Yin Hui went up, opened the iron box from the messy antique fragments, and took out Yu Ruyi from it, then walked up to the treacherous antique dealer who had been trembling with fear, and asked, "Young man, now I want to requisition your Yu Ruyi, I don't know if you are willing or not." The young man looked at the three land snakes lying on the ground who had already been wearing shiny bracelets, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you can take it! I will give it to you for free." "Cut, I don't want it. Let me tell you, we are expropriating. We are taking it from the people and using it from the people, and we will return it to you." He playfully tapped that guy's head with Yu Ruyi, and then Walking in front of Conan Doyle, Jiang Yuruyi waved in front of her: "Look! We have left a lot of money for the government." Conan Doyle had a tone of reproach out of concern: "It's too late to be brave." As a result, Yu Ruyi held him in his hand. Snapped. Three minutes passed, and he also drained all the strength in his body because of casting the Three Realms Treasure Banknote, and suddenly fell to the ground, as if a person without bones could not support his body. "Yin Hui." Conan Doyle yelled hastily, and then lay on him, trying to help him up, but because of panic, Yu Ruyi in his hand fell to the ground and broke in two. what! The spectators on both sides were stunned for a moment, and then there was a sound of regret, Yu Ruyi was smashed to pieces, that's half a million! A seasoned, silver-haired old man walked up, held the broken Yu Ruyi in his hand, weighed it in his hand, finally shook his head, and muttered: "It's just a counterfeit, it's only sold for forty yuan at the stall outside. " Yin Hui heard this offensive language, and cursed with the last bit of strength: "I'm stupid." In the next second, he passed out directly.