Peerless Happy Hand

In their own opinion, the movement was indeed very fast, and they were very confident that they could poke two holes in this kid. However, they did not expect to encounter a evil star this time. As soon as their swords reached the halfway point, two "porphyris" came out.

Another sound, and another punch in the stomach. The huge blow made them feel the same pain as the brother who had not yet gotten up. He fell to the ground and struggled like a prawn holding his stomach!

When the onlookers saw Han Feng being so brave, they all praised him one after another. Yue Ruowei was also stunned. It wasn't until Han Feng walked up to her that she came to her senses and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, sir, thank you."

Hanfeng smiled and said: "Haha, you're welcome, did they bully you just now?"

Yue Ruowei shook his head, his eyes darkened and said, "No, it's just...just..."

Hanfeng asked: "It's just what, don't be afraid, just say what you have to say."

Yue Ruowei looked at Hanfeng and said, "It's just that those people have a lot of backgrounds. I'm worried that they will get you into trouble."

Hanfeng didn't take it seriously: "Well, it's okay. Do you want to go back or not?"

Yue Ruowei looked at the box in his hand and said: "I want to sell this thing to my dad to pay for the hospitalization fee, but I just went to several stores and people said that mine was a fake and couldn't be sold, and I didn't understand either.

well"

Hanfeng looked at the box and said, "Oh? Why don't you show it to me?"

Yue Ruowei nodded, looked around and said, "But there is no place here. How about we find a teahouse?"

Hanfeng looked at it and said, "Okay, let's go. I just saw a teahouse outside the gate."

Yue Ruowei nodded, Hanfeng turned around and saw that the three big men had just gotten up. Not only were their noses and faces swollen from the fall, their arms were bruised and bleeding. They stared at Hanfeng fiercely, and one of them

As soon as he said: "Boy, if you have the guts, leave your name. If you dare to defend this woman and beat us, you are so brave. If you offend our Golden Dragon Gang, you are dead, huh."

These words frightened Yue Ruowei's little face and turned pale. He held the box with one hand and tightly grasped Hanfeng's arm with the other hand. Hanfeng looked at the embarrassment of the three people and said with a smile: "Haha, the Golden Dragon Gang is just a gangster."

Bird, if you piss me off, I'll beat your golden dragon into earthworms, you bastards who don't know life or death, get out!"

The three of them knew that they were no match for this boy. Looking at Hanfeng's back, they immediately took out their phones and called, presumably calling for reinforcements.

When they arrived at the teahouse, Hanfeng booked a private room, sat down and took a sip of tea. Yue Ruowei said to Hanfeng: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Yue Ruowei. What is your surname, sir?"

Hanfeng smiled and said: "My surname is Han, Hanfeng"

Yue Ruowei said with a guilty look on his face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, for making you and the Golden Dragon Gang become enemies because of me. You should go back and hide for a while. If they can't find you, they will gradually forget about you."

Hanfeng comforted him: "Haha, you don't have to worry about this. By the way, let me take a look at your things first, okay?"

Seeing that persuading him was useless, Yue Ruowei stopped trying. He opened the box and took out a tightly packed silk bag. Yue Ruowei gently put the bag on the table, then put the box aside.

Slowly opening the silk cloth, I saw a large white bowl wrapped in it.

Yue Ruowei looked at the big bowl with eyes filled with reluctance and said: "My dad bought this bowl from a farmer in the countryside. He took it to experts for appraisal three times before, but those experts couldn't tell which dynasty it was from.

I just said it was an old thing, but I couldn't name it, which surprised my dad. Since I couldn't identify it, I didn't know how much it was worth, so I just left it like this.

It has been kept at home for fifteen years. My dad cherishes this bowl very much. If it weren’t for the fact that our family is now in ruins and still owes tens of thousands of yuan in hospitalization fees to the hospital, I would be reluctant to sell it. But when I gave it to

When several famous antique shop owners looked at it, none of them could tell which dynasty or generation it was from, and then they said that my bowl was an old fake, which really pissed me off."