God Level Golden Eye

Tang Miaomiao's mood suddenly became very high. He turned a turn, turned on another road, and appeared on the highway half an hour later. There were not many people in the middle of the night, and a long straight road could not be seen. The end.

Tang Miaomiao stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and Ferrari's acceleration exploded, flying forward like a bullet, and the huge force pressed his body firmly on the back of the chair.

"Cool!"

"This is so cool!"

Tang Miaomiao felt that the adrenal glands in his body were being stimulated, and the whole person was excited as if he had taken medicine. His face was distorted because of the excitement, and his eyes glowed like small light bulbs.

Song Yun would be taken aback if he was by his side at this time. Tang Miaomiao at this time is completely different from the Tang Miaomiao he usually sees. He has completely changed a person. For a lady, now this one is a street gangster.

Tang Miaomiao frantically stepped on the gas pedal and drove fiercely for ten minutes before slowly letting go, and the roar of the Ferrari engine slowly stopped.

"call!"

Tang Miaomiao let out a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that all the clothes on his body were soaked in sweat, not even a bit of it was dry.

Tang Miaomiao drank a whole bottle of mineral water and rested for a while, then slowly drove the car back to his home, took a shower, lay on the bed, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Song Yun didn’t know that Tang Miaomiao went to the car by himself. He left Zhenbao Pavilion and returned to his rented house when he was outside the complex. Suddenly he felt a little hungry, so he just ate for a night. At night, after I went back, I took a shower and found that I was a little excited and couldn't fall asleep. I just took a book of antique collection and read it for a while. When my sleepiness came up, I fell asleep. It was normal.

When Song Yun woke up the next day, the sun had just risen. He didn't sleep late, so he immediately got up and rushed to the treasure pavilion after breakfast.

Song Yun found helplessly that even though he had come very early, there was still someone who had come earlier than himself, and that was Tang Miaomiao.

"Sister Tang, don't you need to sleep beauty sleep?"

Song Yun looked at the phone while talking and found that it was just seven o'clock.

"Early bird gets the worm!"

"I have basically developed a habit for so many years. I have to wake up before six o'clock, unless there is something special. I went to bed too late last night."

Tang Miaomiao had just made tea and put a cup in front of Song Yun.

Song Yun sat down and took a refreshing sip.

"Have you visited the ghost market?"

Song Yun felt that it was still early, so he could go there and take a look, anyway he was sitting idle.

Tang Miaomiao nodded, and brought it in the treasure pavilion for only drinking tea. Although it is impossible to find good antiques in the ghost market, it is no problem if you don’t go around it, just treat it as passing the time, in case there is something If you harvest, it will definitely be a pie in the sky. This feeling must be very good.

The ghost market here in the antique market has long evolved into a tourist project. In addition to the early opening of the market, the end time is also relatively late. Generally speaking, it will not completely end until 8:30.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao arrived either early or late, basically the most lively time.

"Song Yun, are you here?"

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"Song Yun, take a look at the things on my stall."

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"What good stuff do you have on your stall? Come to me and be sure to pick it up."

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As soon as Song Yun appeared in the ghost market, a large group of people greeted him immediately, which was very lively.

"Song Yun, it seems that you are really a celebrity, and you are already a celebrity. If it were not like this, how could so many people greet you?"

Seeing this, Tang Miaomiao couldn't help but want to laugh.

Song Yun didn't want to say anything at all except for a bitter smile. In contrast, he would rather not be a celebrity. To make a fortune in silence is the kingly way. Now everyone knows himself and defending himself is like guarding against thieves. It's impossible to pick up any more, and I feel very depressed when I think about it.

Seeing Song Yun's expression like this, Tang Miaomiao didn't know what he was thinking.

"Song Yun, this is a good thing, at least on the whole, it is definitely a good thing."

"In a place like the ghost market, there is not much to miss."

"The reason why I was able to pick up the leak before was just a lucky explosion. After thinking about it, you will know that you have been here many times, especially if you can really have good antiques?"

Tang Miaomiao comforted.

"Sister Tang, even though that's what I said, I still hope that everyone will not know me, do whatever you want, and buy which antique you want."

Song Yun spread his hands together. He didn't know the truth, but he knew that Gui knew it, and it was still very depressed. In places like the ghost market, as they said, there are very few real antiques. The problem is still there. It may happen. What I have said here before is enough to explain the problem. If these people don’t know themselves and find one piece every day, it is all living money, ranging from a hundred, hundreds of thousands to tens of millions. , Why not do it, but now there is no need to think about this matter, it is a foregone conclusion, everyone knows themselves, it is impossible to pick up and miss silently.