Tomb Robbers: Begin by selling Shirley Yang’s fake antiques

Han Xiaoliu's preparations were proceeding in an orderly manner.

Modifying Mossberg shotguns is now his top priority.

I purchased an enhanced barrel, a muzzle flash suppressor, and a complete set of tactical kits for the upper and lower parts of the gun in the system store. The slide rails can be equipped with aiming, flashlight, breeding, etc.

There is also a non-slip leather strap tied to the handle.

"Done, he's so handsome."

For a hot weapon enthusiast, being able to modify a gun with your own hands can be said to be one of the biggest dreams.

This gun is the first one that Han Xiaoliu modified, which is of great significance to him.

Han Xiaoliu took it I couldn't help but make gestures with the shotgun, practicing reloading bullets and other actions, and had a great time.

"Ding dong~"

Han Xiaoliu closed the door and was not open for business.

After seeing the people outside the door through the installed camera, Han Xiaoliu also felt excited all over.

"No way, why is she here? Could it be that she is here to settle a score with me?"

Now there are customers coming to our door. This must be handled well. This is the way of doing business. If it is not handled well, it will definitely affect future business.

"Guys, we're closed today. Is there something wrong? Oh, Miss Shirley Yang, you're welcome. Please come inside."

The first loss Shirley Yang suffered in her life was with the man in front of her. How could this keep her from being angry?

Looking at Shirley Yang with bulging cheeks, Han Xiaoliu really wanted to go up and squeeze her.

Shirley Yang has a huge figure. With good looks and good looks, making such a gesture is called sexy and provocative in the eyes of a pervert like Han Xiaoliu.

"Han Xiaoliu, I trust you so much, but you actually sold me fakes! You cheated me out of so much money, return it!"

"Returns are not possible. Miss Shirley Yang, the antique business is all about buying and selling. Besides, I didn’t lie to you."

"You still dare to quibble, saying that this thing was collected by Zhu Zhishan, but it is a modern handicraft."

Han Xiaole is still smiling

"That's right, it's handicrafts. Look at the business license on the wall. The main business scope is handicrafts. As for Zhu Zhishan, this thing is indeed man-made by a man named Zhu Zhishan."

"you!!! You scoundrel!"

This is the first time that Shirley Yang has encountered a scoundrel like Han Xiaoliu. He has dared to act like this even after being approached.

Overseas Chinese do not understand domestic customs and customs. Han Xiaoliu said that he is not as knowledgeable as a beautiful woman.

After all, he still has I'm greedy for her body, although the chances are slim at the moment.

"Huh, I heard that you are an archaeological expert?"

"yes."

Han Xiaoliu became cautious when he saw Shirley Yang's changed expression.

"Oh, I am an overseas Chinese. What do you think will happen if I bring this matter to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? I remember that credibility is very important to an archaeological expert."

MMP! This is disgusting.

Only he knows his archaeological evidence, but as long as he has the brains to think about it, he will know what kind of impact it will have on him if she makes a fuss about it.

‘As expected of Shirley Yang, he is worthy of being the wisest and responsible one among the three captains of Mojin. His brain is really quick to respond, but I am not a vegetarian either.’

"Shirley Yang, if you want to sue, go ahead and sue. At worst, it will close down the business. Besides, if I can’t be an archaeological expert, can’t I still commit suicide and become a tomb robber? hehe"

"you!!!"

Shirley Yang was a little short of words. She underestimated Han Xiaoliu's rogue bottom line.

However, Shirley Yang was also really smart. She came here not for money, but for Han Xiaoliu.

Compared with fate Come on, money is nothing to Shirley Yang. She traveled thousands of miles to come to China and funded the archaeological team to develop the ancient city of Jingjue just to survive.

Shirley Yang changed her expression and continued:

"Han Xiaoliu, I don’t care about you selling me fake goods, and I don’t want you to refund the money, but I want you to go to the Western Regions with me. I think you have also heard about the ancient city of Jingjue, right?"

Han Xiaoliu understood.

‘It turned out to be waiting for me here. '

Han Xiaoliu glanced at Bayi and Fatty who were silent.

"You two, it seems that my relationship with you is not very good. Why do you mention me to her? Are you really afraid that I will fall out with you and kill you?"

As Han Xiaoliu spoke, the expression on his face became fierce.

This change made the hairs on both of their bodies stand up, as if they were being targeted by a beast.

"Boss Han, you are also an archaeological expert. People like us should support this kind of thing that benefits the country and the people."

The righteous words spoken by Hu Bayi, who has the style of a veteran cadre, made Xiao Liu feel disgusted.

"Get out! Are you here to kidnap me morally? You are not here in Panjiayuan to listen and listen to what I, Han Xiaoliu, am like. You think that my title of 'Panjiayuan's No. 1 Street Slut' is for nothing! ?"

Bayi likes to pretend to be a virgin sometimes, and what Han Xiaoliu hates the most is people who like to go online and play moral kidnapping when they have nothing to do.

Now Han Xiaoliu has only one thing left for Hu Bayi The good impression was also wiped out.

Shirley Yang was also suppressed by Han Xiaoliu's powerful aura and was speechless. After all, she was just a capable but inexperienced rookie.

"Shirley Yang, why do you want to go to Jingjue Ancient City? Your net worth should not be low. To tell you the truth, I am confident that I can find Jingjue Ancient City, but why should I help you?"

Han Xiaoliu looked at Shirley Yang very seriously, and seemed to be eager for answers.

In fact, Han Xiaoliu wanted Shirley Yang to confess to him

"Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, can you let me talk to Boss Han alone?"

"OK, let's go out and have a cigarette."

Shirley Yang's expression became serious, and then she took off the pendant from her neck.

"Touch the golden talisman, it's still true, you are Chinese-American......"

Han Xiaoliu thought about it seriously and seemed to have thought of something. He made a fist with his right hand and clapped it on the palm of his left hand, then grabbed Shirley Yang's shoulders, his eyes slightly excited.

"Shirley Yang, tell me, are you a descendant of Partridge Whistle, the last Taoist who moved mountains?"