As he spoke, he opened the big iron door and let Brother Hua and others walk in.

The thin man wearing black-rimmed glasses had a suspicious expression on his face, and his eyes were wary as he looked at Yang Hua, the others, and Zhang Dabiao in front of him.

These people are as big as cows? Ganqing is not a good person, so this guy is afraid.

"Brother Hua, this is Lao Gui, a famous antique dealer in the underground black market. This guy has all the things on the market. So, if you are looking for antiques, you can never go wrong by picking them up from this guy." Only Xiangzi listened.

He introduced while pointing at the guy in front of him.

This guy called Laogui does look like a profiteer.

Take a closer look at the inside of his room? It is so huge. It looks so small from the outside, but who would have thought that it is so big inside.

It's just that in such a big room, there are a lot of messy things accumulated.

Only if you look carefully can you see that everything is something that has been lost on the market, or is priceless.

"What are you going to do?" I heard the old ghost suddenly say nervously.

As he spoke, one of his hands had been put into his arms, as if he was touching something.

Yang Hua said with a smile: "Let's buy something."

"I only sell here, not buy!" I heard the old ghost suddenly take out a gun from his arms and say.

Then he pointed at Yang Huadao and said.

"Eh? Old ghost, what do you want to do?" After the old ghost in front of me took out his gun, Xiangzi and the brothers over there seemed to have not seen anything, and there was no movement at all.

I saw the sallow face of the old ghost in front of me turned ugly, and he said: "I want you to get out, I don't sell anything here!"

After saying this, he pointed the black muzzle closer to Yang Hua.

"Are you going out? If you don't go out, I will shoot!" the old ghost said, holding the gun tightly.

Yang Hua smiled.

"I paid for you." Yang Hua said with a smile.

"I won't sell it for money! Let me say it again, are you going to get out? If you don't get out, I will really shoot you?" I heard the old ghost yelling as if he really wanted to shoot.

After he roared like this, Yang Hua lowered his head helplessly and smiled.

"It seems that we have to use force."

After Yang Hua said these words, Zhang Dabiao on his side suddenly moved his arm.

With extraordinary speed, before the old ghost could see clearly what was going on, Zhang Dabiao grabbed his wrist with one hand.

With the exertion of his arms, the old man's thin arms suddenly felt pain, and he screamed in pain.

"Nah! I'm trying to tell you that you, like a rat, won't listen. Do you have to force me to take action?" Zhang Dabiao said angrily.

He squeezed the old ghost's arm with one big hand, and the old ghost felt as if his entire arm was about to break, and he was squealing like a slaughtered pig.

Xiangzi next to him laughed.

"Let go, let go, I buy, I buy -" the old ghost screamed and yelled, almost jumping around in pain.

Yang Hua smiled slightly and said, "Da Biao, let him go."

After hearing Brother Hua's voice, Da Biao slowly moved his hand.

"Mouse eyes, do you still dare not to sell it?" I heard Zhang Dabiao threateningly saying with a pair of bull eyes open.

The old ghost held his arm that was about to be broken by pinching with one hand, stepped back two steps and said: "Sell, sell, what do you want?" The old ghost said.

Yang Hua in front of him laughed.

"I've told you nicely, but you won't listen. In fact, we won't rob you, nor will we kill you, just to scare you."

"Tell you, let's buy an old map." Xiangzi said.

The old ghost was stunned when he heard what Xiangzi said.

"Map?" There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Do you dare to say it?" Xiangzi said with a change of expression.

The old ghost in front of him was stunned and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes!"

"You want a map?" I heard the old ghost blinking his mouse eyes with black eye sockets and saying in disbelief.

"Nonsense, do you really think we want your valuable things? But if you are happy, you can give us two." Xiangzi laughed and said.

The old ghost's expression quickly changed and he said, "I have a map, I have a map."

"What map do you want?"

Just listen to what the old ghost said in confusion.

"Do you have a map of Thailand from the 16th century?" Xiangzi said.

After Xiangzi said this in front of him, the old ghost blinked.

"You want that thing? Why do you want that crappy map? And you don't study national geography? And you don't study national history. It's really——"

Before the old ghost finished speaking, he heard Xiangzi scolding him: "Nima, I'll let you take care of it. Just give us the map." Xiangzi scolded me.

The old ghost was flabbergasted, blinked his eyes and said, "Do you really just want that crappy map?"

"nonsense."

"Hurry, take it out." Xiangzi said in front of him.

The old ghost turned his head and looked at Yang Hua and the other brothers, and found that they did not look like people who were breaking into the house. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you right now!"

"You guys wait here first." I heard the old ghost say again.

"hurry up."

"Don't touch my things?" the old ghost said, twisting the things again.

"Nima, are you going or not?" Xiangzi yelled angrily, grabbed a gramophone next to her that seemed to be a valuable one from the 19th century, and was about to smash it to the ground.

This gramophone was one of the earliest produced. Now it can be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of RMB, not to mention it was one of the first produced that year.

"I'm going, I'm going. Don't hit me, I beg you." I heard the old ghost begging Xiangzi as if he saw his son about to be killed.

"Then stop talking nonsense and hurry up and get the map." Xiangzi said with the hand holding the gramophone raised, as if he was really going to smash it.

The old ghost nodded quickly.

"well."

As he spoke, he trotted towards the inside.

"Xiangzi, it seems you can cure that four-eyed guy." Zhou Xiaoquan, who was listening on the side, laughed.

"This guy is a miser and a money addict. If I don't get something from him, I will feel sorry for myself." Xiangzi said.

"Look, Brother Hua, this thing is from the 14th century, an ancient sword worn by the Thai emperor."

At this time, Xiangzi had put down the gramophone in his hand and said with a blue dagger next to him.

As he spoke, he picked it up.
Chapter completed!