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"Little friend?" The bartender followed the man's gaze, only took one look, then looked away, lacking in interest, "It's quite small."
"It's not too young." Fu Yunshen chuckled lightly, with a lazy tone, "In three years, I will be able to get married."
"" The bartender couldn't answer the question, he shook his head and lowered his voice, "Be careful, you have been offered a reward."
"Huh?" Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, not surprised, "How much happened?"
"SS level reward, one billion US dollars, the amount is currently ranked seventh on the reward list." The bartender stared at him, "At least ten people on the hunting list have accepted this reward, now you know you have How annoying is it?"
As long as it is in the top ten of the reward list, everyone will get it and punish it. If you don't kill it, you will have trouble with money.
Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes were bent, with a hint of seduction: "Then they must find me."
The bartender agrees with this point, he said: "Ibi can't even find you, and your ability to hide is probably only weaker than that number one."
ibi, the full name of the International Bureau of Investigation, the International Bureau of Investigation, specializes in investigating and hunting down threats to the world and some unidentified people.
"It's incomparable." Fu Yunshen said casually, "It's been so many years, and the number one on the list hasn't changed. I'm just on the list."
The reward amount for the first place on the reward list cannot be compared with the sum of the other nine. It is high enough to be comparable to the GDP of a medium-sized country in O continent, but no one has ever picked it up, which shows how difficult it is to kill the first place on the reward list.
No, it should be said that I couldn't even find it.
"I'm really curious, who is this magician?" The bartender clicked his tongue, "Why is 'he' more hated than you?"
The other targets on the reward list at least have traces to follow, but the number one on the list seems to have disappeared without any information.
Moreover, the title of a fortune teller is too arrogant.
Even those sorcerers and witches with real abilities in the ancient Ozhou period did not dare to call themselves divine fortune tellers.
There are also fortune tellers now, but just like the ancient warriors, few of them are real, and most of them are hidden from the world.
It would be absurd for anyone to be able to figure out anything.
Fu Yun raised his peach blossom eyes deeply, and smiled half-smile: "What are you talking about?"
"To tell you the truth, you are already hated by others. Anyway, you still have to be careful. A billion dollars is enough to buy an island. It's not like you don't know that the hunters on the list are just like lunatics, but¡ª" Bartender When the teacher said this, he frowned again, "Do you really want to stay here? I thought you would at least go to the imperial capital."
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen's eyes were half lifted, absent-minded, "I'm going to stay in Shanghai for a while."
Hearing this, the bartender suddenly had a ridiculous idea: "For women?"
Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, unhurriedly: "What are you talking about, she is just a child."
Indirectly it is admitted.
The bartender's eyes changed: "You are crazy."
If those people find out
"I've been crazy for a long time." Fu Yunshen stood up, put his coat on his arm, smiled cynically, and patted the bartender on the shoulder, "Drink less alcohol, it will hurt your health."
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The underground market does not require any identification to enter. Anyone can enter, but many people will deliberately conceal their identities.
There are various shops on both sides of the road, because the things sold are different, and the buildings are also different.
There are ancient Romanesque, Gothic, and Baroque buildings in Ozhou, as well as classical garden-style buildings in Huaguo.
Ying Zijin looked up, and noticed the shops with "Divination" signs. At a glance, there were more than a dozen such shops.
But there is only one family, with a shallow aura floating around.
Tarot cards are a divination tool that originated in O continent. It was very popular in the Middle Ages, and she also followed suit, but its origin is still a mystery.
But there are not many Tarot cards, and the Tarot cards sold in the market can barely be used for divination events, and in other cases, they are just a bunch of waste paper.
Perhaps, she should find a real tarot card before her ability is fully restored.
Ying Zijin was thoughtful, pressed the mask, lowered his eyelashes, and walked into the market.
In addition to the shops, there are many street stalls around, most of which are some broken antiques, but this does not prevent buyers who want to pick up the missing ones from being cheated.
The girl glanced casually, for ten seconds.Over time, hundreds of antiques have been observed, and as expected, all of them are fake.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Ying Zijin finally saw what she needed.
It was an ancient coin, mixed in a pile of celadon wares, unremarkable.
The words branded on the ancient coins have been worn a lot, and they are stained with mud. At first glance, they seem to be made of earth.
She lowered her head, squinted her eyes, and instantly calculated the age and name of this ancient coin.
Qin silver half and two big coins, cast in 339 BC, during the Warring States period.
After two thousand years, the price will be more than five million.
Ying Zijin squatted down: "How do you sell this?"
What it refers to is not an ancient coin, but a stone bowl next to it.
The stall owner was a young man. He glanced at the girl, looked her up and down, and said perfunctorily, "Take five hundred yuan."
The tone was somewhat contemptuous.
Ying Zijin looked sideways, and then his finger landed on the ancient silver coin: "There is this one."
"Send you off." The young man became even more impatient, "Take them all away, don't hinder my business."
He is still waiting to meet a few rich kids to make a fortune, but he has no time to spend here with a poor ghost.
Ying Zijin's expression remained unchanged. After she put down the five one-hundred sheets, she picked up the stone bowl and ancient coins, rubbed them with her hands, and narrowed her phoenix eyes.
Now she can be sure that the earth is a world where cultivation is not allowed, but this is also good, she can retire with peace of mind.
However, this action was reflected in the young man's eyes, but he was poor and crazy. He sneered, did not hide his voice at all, and deliberately raised his voice: "A poor man, with no vision, thinks he has picked up a treasure?"
A stall owner next to him heard: "Hey, don't be so blunt, people want to save face."
"What face do you want? Now everyone really deserves to enter the dungeon."
"Isn't it? Recently, there are always a group of poor people who want to pick up the leak. It's really shameful."
They have been in the underground market for so long, how can they not know which customer is really rich?
Such poor ghosts, they don't even bother to cheat.
The young man scoffed again: "It's not just a pauper, this is simply stupid, without even the basic ability of identification."
He bought the stone bowl for five yuan on Taobao, and the coin he picked up in a park in Punan was worthless.
These two things were just used to top up. I didn't expect that there were fools who wanted to buy them, and he earned five hundred yuan easily.
The young man clicked his tongue: "How about begging me, I can still pay you back 250?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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