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Chapter 62 Turning Your Face Is Like Turning A Book

Han Zhenyang yelled, which stunned everyone in the living room, and even He Qianjun didn't understand what happened.Didn't we have a good talk just now?Why did you suddenly turn around?Only Xu Qingqing became alert with her face unchanged, and put one hand in the trouser pocket of the overalls, and there was a stick hidden in it, and she could strike immediately if something went wrong.

A trace of panic flashed in Lao Zhao's eyes, and then he looked at Han Zhenyang with a puzzled expression, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Han Zhenyang smiled, "There is a mosquito on your body", and said, he patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder with lightning speed, and the strike was quite heavy. In an instant, he snatched the Sanyang Kaitai Pot from the opponent's hand, then shrugged his shoulders, "Thank you for your kindness, brother, but there is no need to pack it, let's go now."

"Wait!" Old Zhao came back to his senses, saw the Sanyang Kaitai Pot in Han Zhenyang's hand, his expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped.

Han Zhenyang also lowered his face, "What? Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Uh," Old Zhao hesitated, and nodded when everyone thought he was going to deny it, "I remember wrongly, this pot is not for sale, the money will be refunded to you, and the pot will be returned to me."

"Hehe, you are also a veteran in the circle, why don't you even understand this rule? The deal is done with one hand paying and one hand delivering the goods, how can you go back on your word?" Han Zhenyang asked back with a sneer.Not to mention the antique business, it is a normal commodity transaction, and the seller can't go back on his word just because the price is cheap, right?Buyers are not happy yet.

What's more, the price is not marked wrongly, but the result of negotiation between you and me. At this time, the seller suddenly regrets it. Which buyer would be happy?
But Lao Zhao blocked the door directly, and said with a stiff neck: "I understand the rules, but I took the wrong product, otherwise, just this pot, 8 yuan can be taken away?"

Han Zhenyang stared into Lao Zhao's eyes and sneered, "I don't think you took the wrong bag, did you have time to drop the bag? Hehe, you set up a trap for me to exploit, and if I didn't catch it, I would turn my face. It's really good. I was wondering before." , why the pot lid and the pot body are separated into two places, now I understand, you Zhao Yanjun and the stall owner Panjiayuan are in the same group, right? Use the pot lid as bait to lure buyers who know the goods here, and wait until the transaction is successful , and then change the package in the name of packaging, you can earn seventy to eighty thousand at a time, isn’t that how you make money in this small villa?”

As soon as he finished speaking, He Qianjun and the others all changed their expressions, and Xu Qingqing directly guarded Han Xiaoyue and Xu Jiaying behind him, staring at Old Zhao with a wary face.

Old Zhao's face changed again. He didn't expect that Han Zhenyang would bluntly expose the game he had never missed before. He was a little bit embarrassed for a while, but he just watched Han Zhenyang take the pot away, and he was reluctant. After a few seconds of entanglement, Gritting his teeth, he glared at Han Zhenyang threateningly and said, "I warn you, be sensible, or I will tell you not to open Xiaowangzhuang."

The dog jumps the wall in a hurry?
Han Zhenyang laughed dumbfounded, and said disdainfully, "It's up to you?"

When the words were ruthless, Zhao Yanjun also tore off the simple and honest disguise, and smiled fiercely, "It's up to me!" He patted the bedroom door, and when the door opened, five men came out with sticks and surrounded Han Zhenyang and the others. After a while, two of them scrutinized Xu Jiaying and Xu Qingqing.

Zhao Yanjun felt that there were many people, so he snorted triumphantly, "How is it now?"

Han Zhenyang chuckled and shook his index finger, "Just them? They're all rubbish."

"Toast and fine wine!" Zhao Yanjun didn't expect that Han Zhenyang would not give in at this time. He felt a little bad, but he didn't care too much. He shook his head, "Brothers, do it and take the pot back!"

"How courageous!" Hearing this, Han Zhenyang squinted his eyes to protect his sister and others behind him, and rushed up to meet the thugs, with his left arm in front of his face, his right hand fisted left and right, and there were several muffled "bang bang bang" sounds. There was a loud noise, and five thugs rushed up aggressively, and then fell back like a corpse. They were so serious that they couldn't stand up, and they were seriously injured.

What made them even more frightened was that their sticks had no effect on Han Zhenyang's arm at all. Han Zhenyang was hit several times in an instant, but his expression did not change.On the contrary, Han Zhenyang's fist seemed to be out of order, but after a circle, no one could hold it, and no one could even dodge it.

The battle is over, no, it can't even be called a battle, it can only be called a one-sided crush, and the whole process takes less than three seconds, just two breaths.

Seeing his subordinates being swept away by Han Zhenyang's autumn wind like fallen leaves, Zhao Yanjun's face turned ashes for a while, and he turned around and wanted to run, but when he turned around, he found that He Qianjun was already standing at the door, and asked him with a smile : "Boss Zhao, where are you going?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yanjun's lips trembled twice, and he knelt down in front of Han Zhenyang, howling and slapping himself, "Brother, please forgive me this time, I won't dare again, I will change my past and start a new life in the future... ..."

Not to mention, the slap was quite heavy, and after a few slaps, the cheeks became red and swollen, which looked miserable.

Han Zhenyang snorted when he saw this, "If I knew this before, why did the setup be dismantled in the first place? Not only did I not repent, but I had to fight back. If I didn't know how to use two hands, wouldn't it have allowed you to succeed? People like you, It just needs to be cleaned up! Tell me, how many people have been deceived?"

"I, I..." Zhao Yanjun hesitated and refused to say.

"Why, do you want me to send you to the police station before you will confess?"

"No, please, don't call the police. I still have a wife and children to support. If I call the police, it will be over..." Zhao Yanjun hugged Han Zhenyang's leg, crying bitterly for mercy.

Han Zhenyang frowned slightly, and was about to push Zhao Yanjun away, but his face changed drastically, he raised his leg and kicked Zhao Yanjun violently, kicking Zhao Yanjun to the wall, and then rushed towards the door.As soon as he pulled He Qianjun away from the door, he broke through the glass door and rushed in alone, standing proudly at the door with splashes of glass shards, playing with a shiny golden butterfly knife in his hand.

"Who are you?" Han Zhenyang's heart trembled, and he stood in front of everyone and asked.

The visitor was in his twenties, tall and tall, with a handsome face that was a little strange. Hearing the words, he smiled lightly, "The dead don't need to know that much." Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung the butterfly knife towards Han Zhenyang's eyebrows screaming. , The speed is almost beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the opponent's offensive is extremely abrupt, just now with a lazy posture, it can be said that he will do it immediately, without any warning at all.

Besides, the distance is so close, the two are almost standing face to face, the butterfly knife arrives in an instant, the speed far exceeds the reaction speed of normal people, even if the dodge is like a conditioned reflex, it will take time from the brain to the limbs. .

The speed of the Butterfly Knife is enough to ensure that the target is pierced between the eyebrows before dodging, achieving the effect of killing with one blow.

(End of this chapter)