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Lin Quansheng's face was pale behind the mask, and the expressions on his face were very rich. If outsiders could see it, they would be amazed at his talent for acting. The faces and expressions of the people were exactly the same, but Lin Quansheng, who tried his best to keep warm, was suffering and couldn't tell.

"so cold."

Lin Quansheng felt as if he was in a dream at this moment, but this dream was a nightmare. He felt that his body had fallen into a thousand-foot ice cave, surrounded by piles of freezing ice, and he even saw it in a daze. The white breath out of his mouth made him at a loss for a while, and he glanced around stiffly, and found that the collectors around him were fiercely bidding for a piece of golden dog's head gold, and a few people in high spirits , maybe it was too hot, they had already unbuttoned their collars.

Don't I belong to the same world as them?

Lin Quansheng swallowed with difficulty. He felt that his limbs were completely stiff under the invasion of cold air, and the place with the lowest temperature in his body was the navel, where it seemed that there was a group of violent storms, constantly absorbing the cold. The bone-chilling cold air seems to be pervasive, and it desperately penetrates into the stomach. At this moment, he can't even feel the heat in his stomach. He can guarantee that the intestines and stomach in his stomach must have frozen.

oh oh oh!

The unknowing sound of teeth colliding and the cold sound caught Sein Fei's attention, and he glanced suspiciously at Lin Quan, who was curled up beside him, his lips were white, he was shivering violently, his eyes seemed to be in a daze, and he seemed about to faint Sheng, asked anxiously: "Uncle Lin, what's the matter with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's... cold."

Lin Quansheng was trembling all over, his voice was stiff and intermittent, his consciousness was becoming blurred, and the temperature of the cold air mass on his stomach was still dropping.

"cold?"

Sein Fei looked at Lin Quansheng, who was sweating profusely, breathing weakly, and almost fainting, and suspiciously scanned the air conditioner in the room. Although the temperature in the mountainous area was low and the air conditioner was still on, the temperature in the room was not too high. Low, I'm afraid you won't feel the slightest cold even if you take off your clothes.

Damn it, it won't be a fever!

Seong Fei frowned. Lin Quansheng's reaction was almost exactly the same as that of a person with a fever. He glanced at Lin Quansheng, who was weak and almost unconscious, and asked Lin Quansheng to be in charge of porcelain appreciation. According to the current mental state, If you accidentally support it, you will not be able to get on the podium at all, let alone appreciate it carefully.

How can I be so unlucky?

Sein Fei was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but none of the porcelains listed on the list appeared, Lin Quansheng fell down first, what should we do?

Gollum!

The overwhelming sound reminded me of Lin Quansheng, who was slumped on the chair like mud and looked like he was about to bid farewell to the world. He jumped up and saw that everyone around him was attracted by the strange sound in his belly, and his face changed slightly. , Sitting upright pretending to be calm, but his stomach was still churning violently, so he hurriedly stepped up his chrysanthemum and squeezed the churning belly hard, but it didn't relieve the churning, on the contrary it became more and more intensified.

Porf!

A loud, almost thunder-like violent sound suddenly sounded.

"So comfortable."

Lin Quansheng closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and rubbed his swollen belly with enjoyment, which seemed to be about to explode.

"It stinks."

"A little bit of public morality, okay? If you do such a move, aren't you afraid that you will flash to the waist?"

Lin Quansheng felt better personally, but the people around him suffered. Those with exposed noses quickly pinched their noses, glanced at Lin Quansheng with disgust, and stayed away from his body like the plague. Statistics show that smelling farts can help reduce stress, but the spread of Lin Quan's farts is comparable to the power of gas bombs.

Gollum!

Again!Lin Quansheng was glad that he wore a mask today, otherwise he would really be embarrassing. He blushed and stood up while covering his stomach, and quickly asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

"Just turn left when you go out."

Cheng Lei hastily gave a specific route. He had noticed Lin Quan who was writhing. It turned out that he had diarrhea. If it wasn't because of Lin Quansheng's health, he would not mind asking the person in charge to pull Lin Quansheng away. Went out to communicate.

"I'll go out first."

Lin Quansheng clamped the chrysanthemum tightly, and without waiting for Sein Fei's reply, he walked in a disorderly manner, clutching his stomach, twisting his body and hurriedly walked towards the door. Everyone in the room was amused by his funny movements.

The corner of Jiang Hao's mouth curled up into a sly smile, and he put away the controlled air mass. He was deliberately pouring cold air into Lin Quansheng's stomach through the navel that was close to the internal organs, so as to illuminate Lin Quansheng's stomach. Discomfort, but I have to say that the effect of this trick is a bit too good!

"I'll make it easier too."

Jiang Hao stood up and explained a sentence, then directly activated the tracing technique, followed the breath left on Lin Quansheng, and walked out of the room quickly. The collectors in the room were all vying for the precious dog's head gold. personal attention.

The first step of leading the snake out of the hole has been completed, and it is time to implement the next step.

Jiang Hao followed his breath, turned left and came to the toilet built with rocks, lit a cigarette and started to smoke. Jiang Hao decided to quit smoking after seeing the black lungs of an old smoker, but the toilet The smell from inside made him unflattered, and he set up no less than hundreds of layers of intercepting and filtering airflow layers in front of the respiratory tract, which almost reduced the harmful components in the smoke to almost zero, so he took two puffs recklessly.

"So comfortable."

Lin Quan let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that this time was the most enjoyable time he had stretched since he could remember. It was so good that his intestines were about to come out. The strength in his whole body seemed to be drained, and his legs were slightly twitching. Shutter stood up, sorted out the wrinkled clothes, and walked out quickly.

"It's so cool!"

Still smoking his cigarette, Jiang Hao pointed the revolver he had drawn out earlier at the head of Lin Quansheng who was weak and walked out of the toilet.

When Jiang Hao used the detector to detect the scar face, he manipulated the air mass to cut off the current of the detector for a few seconds, and easily escaped the test. With Jiang Hao's tyrannical control skills, he completely got rid of the gun, but Neither Ningbo nor Jiang Yuan reminded him not to bring a gun. He knew that if someone found out that he was carrying a gun to participate in the black market, it would definitely cause misunderstanding or even panic, so he deliberately used some means to hide it. Guarantee, even if he doesn't use it, he can still use it for Ningbo.

Lin Quansheng raised his hands reflexively, and his legs trembled even more. The unique cold feeling of metal on his head made him dare not act rashly. This was the first time he had encountered someone holding a gun to his head. He swallowed hard and smeared it, and said strong and calm: "Don't tell me you want to break the rules for organizing the black market, do you know who I am?"

"Why haven't you finished pulling, remind me to go."

Sitting on the roof, the scarred man vigilantly patrolled around, frowning slightly glanced at Jiang Hao in front of the toilet, and ordered to a younger brother.

The big man guarding the field on the house had long noticed Jiang Hao who was going out. The younger brother who got the boss's order did not dare to hesitate, and immediately pointed the flashlight at Jiang Hao, who was moving strangely with a cigarette in his mouth and his arms raised. Before and after Jiang Hao After scanning around carefully, he found that there was nothing unusual, but he didn't understand what Jiang Hao was doing standing there with his hands raised. For the sake of safety, he shouted urgently: "Hurry up and deal with it, it's too slow."

"It'll be fine soon."

Jiang Hao moved his arm and smiled apologetically. The younger brother immediately put away the flashlight and started teasing the guardian again.

"Too slow to deal with? Are you going to kill me?"

Lin Quansheng's heart skipped a beat, his already weak legs turned into soft noodles, and cold sweat protruded from his forehead crazily. He is nearsighted, so he must be able to see clearly at such a short distance, but the younger brother didn't stop the people behind him when he saw it, there can only be one reason, that is the people with guns and the people who organized the black market It's just a gang.

"It's all urged, so I won't delay any longer."

Jiang Hao clearly heard Lin Quansheng's crazy heartbeat, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed playfully. The younger brother's electric light did stay where Lin Quansheng was standing, but all he could see was the dark In the night, because he had manipulated the airflow to block Lin Quansheng in front of him, not to mention the brightness of the flashlight, even with a high-power searchlight, it was impossible to illuminate half of the figure.

"I can give you as much money as you want, please spare my life, okay?"

Lin Quansheng lay down on the ground with limp legs, and shouted in a begging voice. He wanted to delay the time, hoping that people who participated in the black market could hear his cry for help.

"Shout, no one will hear you if you yell out your throat." Jiang Hao snorted indifferently. He had already arranged a blocking airflow in front of Lin Quansheng's mouth to control the spread of his words. In front of Lin Quansheng's body, all he could see was his mouth open, and he couldn't hear the slightest voice, so he urged impatiently, "Don't be dazed, take off your clothes."

"What?" Lin Quansheng felt the chrysanthemum tighten in an instant. Could it be that he took the trouble to point a gun at me, was he trying to do "that" to me? I know, it must be rape first and then kill. Do you want to have fun once before you die, or would you rather die than surrender?

"Why are you so ink-stained, I really haven't reached the bottom of the hunger, you mess with me."

The corners of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched a few times. If he procrastinated, he would definitely arouse suspicion. Without any explanation, he simply hit Lin Quansheng's head with the butt of his gun, knocking Lin Quansheng unconscious, three blows and five cuts. Lin Quansheng took off his pants and coat.

"It's quite appropriate."

Jiang Hao quickly put Lin Quansheng's casual clothes on himself, and used the airflow to press the clothes he was wearing onto his body. The mask was superimposed on his own mask and put on it. As for Lin Quansheng's golden eyes, he didn't need to show them. It was crushed by stepping on it.

"Set up."

In order to prevent others from discovering Lin Quansheng who was knocked out at a convenient time, Jiang Hao directly arranged a layer of black airflow to cover Lin Quansheng's body, then threw it in a corner, tidied up his slightly loose casual clothes, and coughed lightly After adjusting the feeling of his voice, Jiang Hao learned how Lin Quansheng walked, and quickly walked to the entrance of the lively auction house, because it was time for his performance.