super sensory appraiser

In a small alley in Liulichang Culture Street, there is a person hidden. This person wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, has messy and curly hair, and dry and sallow skin.

Although this man is of medium build, not tall and not strong, but his gloomy eyes look very scheming, and he hides in a very clever position, using the stone lion in front of the old shop next to him to cover his body, while turning his body sideways, staring at him. A couple of young people not far away.

At this time, due to the heavy snow that had just fallen in Yanjing, there were few people in this well-known cultural street, and the scene was a bit depressed. There were not many tourists visiting the antique street. In between, no one noticed him.

This man with black-rimmed glasses is the subordinate of the eldest master of Qianmen, and he is also the fire general among the eight generals of Qianmen. His name is Han Xiao.

Han Xiao was in a complicated mood at this time, uneasy and hesitant.

why.

From the Forbidden City Square to Wangfujing Quanjude, he followed Fang Feiyang and Chen Xuehou all the way carefully, like a shadow that followed each other. When he saw the old and the young walking into the Rongbaozhai brand store, he hid in the next door Pretend Shopping in an Antique Store.

Until the heavy snow stopped, Fang Feiyang and Chen Xuezhi came out of Rongbaozhai again, and Han Xiao stuck to it again. As a result, at the entrance of the alley where he was standing at this time, he was swept by the sharp eyes of the old man next to the target. In an instant, he felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

Only then did Han Xiao realize that the old man next to the target was not an ordinary person, and the warning eyes made him still terrified.

Fortunately, the old man left alone at the crossroad ahead, leaving behind a pair of young people who had a good conversation.

Han Xiao accidentally discovered that the young and beautiful short-haired girl who suddenly appeared was the one in the soft sleeper box of the train. These two young people were the ones his client Mr. Sun wanted to punish, and now they appeared in his room at the same time. in view.

It's really nowhere to go.

Strictly speaking, there are three clients of Han Xiao, Mr. Sun, Brother Hu and Shouzi, but Han Xiao is a member of a thousand families, even if he earns a living from a different family, his status in the world is higher than that of Brother Hu and Shouzi Some, so Han Xiao didn't regard Brother Hu and the thin man as his employers, although they also paid for him to do things.

Well now, the man and woman in the train appeared in Han Xiao's field of vision at the same time, and there was no need for clones to deal with them.

"Do you want to do it or not? If you do it, the elders of this kid will find out, and it will cause trouble... But if you don't do it, you won't have this shop if you miss this village..."

Seeking wealth and wealth is the most reasonable saying.

Forget it, the promise to Mr. Sun will end today. At worst, after finishing this vote, I will go abroad and enjoy it for a while before I come back.

Thinking of this, Han Xiao curled up slightly, watching the two young men and women walking together, getting closer and closer towards him, his fists were clenched unconsciously, and the blue veins on his hands were exposed.

On the streets of Liulichang Cultural Street, a man and a woman who were strolling back were Fang Feiyang and Nie Baoyi.

"I thought you were only interested in traveling, but I didn't expect you to also like antique collection,"

Fang Feiyang said to Nie Baoyi.

"I like antiques, no... I'm not interested in artworks or antiques. I just hear my grandfather talk about Rongbaozhai at home, so when you mentioned this place just now, I want to see it and see what it is. How many treasures have you collected?"

Nie Baoyi put her small hands in the pockets of her light blue down jacket, and her two little purple leather boots were bouncing on the snow. Occasionally, she would get up and kick a small snow ball away.

Fang Feiyang saw that the girl had a free and easy temperament, Yiren was cute, her delicate pink face was flushed by the cold wind, but her enthusiasm remained undiminished. It's a joy to be covered with snow.

"Hehe, you are a girl, if you want to go out to play, you'd better invite friends to go with you, otherwise it's easy to meet bad guys, just like on the train,"

"Oh, I'm used to it,"

Nie Baoyi shrugged her shoulders, with a helpless expression on her pretty face, and then continued: "Why don't you teach me a few more powerful tricks, such as what killer tricks you have, and teach me all of them, so that I have I have the ability to protect myself."

A sly look flashed in the little girl's big eyes.

Fang Feiyang smiled and said nothing when he heard the words, he thought to himself, he treats me as a personal trainer, and a trump card, I don't even know what trump card I have.

This hidden world boxing method is the essence of martial arts created by the ancestors of the Yinmen. It contains the life-long painstaking efforts of several generations of Yinmen masters. In fact, every move and style is a killer. It's just that Fang Feiyang's foundation is weak, and the training time is too short to comprehend it. All of them, one day, Boss Fang will be able to appreciate the subtlety of this set of ancient boxing skills when he is born out of a cocoon after accumulating a lot.

The more the two walked towards Rongbaozhai's storefront, the closer they were to Han Xiao who was hiding in the dark.

Fire General Han Xiao also held his breath, like a leopard ready to hunt its prey, every nerve in his body was tense, aiming at Fang Feiyang and Nie Baoyi.

Just when Han Xiao was about to make a move, a hurried shout came from the intersection of the street:

"Bao Yi, Bao Yi...wait for me, where are you going,"

Half of Han Xiao's body had already popped out, but he shrank back when he heard the sound, because he saw two people chasing after him from the intersection in front, their purpose seemed to be for this little girl.

At this moment, Fang Feiyang and Nie Baoyi were in a happy mood planning to go to Rongbao Zhai again, when he was startled by the high-pitched shouts behind him.

Originally, there were not many pedestrians on the street, but these few calls sounded clearly recognizable.

"Hey, I seem to be calling you..."

Fang Feiyang stopped, turned sideways and looked behind.

"No, it might be the wrong person. I don't know anyone in Yanjing, and I don't have any acquaintances. I must be calling someone else,"

When the girl said this, a little panic and anger flashed in her eyes, her mouth was pursed up unwillingly, and her original bright smile was put away, she didn't even have the mood to turn around to look, and she pulled Fang Feiyang to continue walking.

Fang Feiyang looked behind him suspiciously again, and saw two tall men trotting all the way, and in a blink of an eye they had already arrived behind them, one of them was full of anxiety, and when he saw Nie Baoyi, he was immediately full of flattery, He piled up a smile.

Obviously, the visitor knew Nie Baoyi.

At this moment, Fang Feiyang had no choice but to stop, to see what was going on with great interest.

"Bao Yi, when I turned around, I realized you were gone, why didn't you call me when you came out," the tall man asked with concern.

"Joke, the legs are on my body, I can go wherever I want, do I still have to be restrained by you, do I have to report to you every time I go?"

Nie Baoyi had a stern face, and replied in a bad tone.

"No, no, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

"It's not the best, I'm going to Rongbao Zhai now, don't follow me, hum..."

The tall man was interrupted mercilessly by the girl before he finished speaking.

They are all young people, seeing this, how could Fang Feiyang not understand that this tall man is most likely Nie Baoyi's suitor, acting as the flower protector, but this rose has too many thorns, and the flower protector always Every time he spoke, he was stabbed.