Send Money to Grandpa, Invincible on Earth

Jingle Bell.

"call."

Han Shuo took a long breath and opened his eyes.

Who makes harassing phone calls so early?

He took out his phone, put his finger to his ear.

"Is this Mr. Han?"

"Who are you?"

"I am Luo Song, the boss of Ci Yunxuan. I have some news about what you asked me to inquire about. When will you have time to come over?"

"I am coming over now."

Han Shuo hung up the phone, washed himself, got dressed, and walked out of the room.

Chu Xinyao and Lin Yin were having breakfast and were a little surprised when they saw him coming downstairs.

"You're not going to work today, why did you get up so early?"

"I have something I need to go out to do."

"You need to have breakfast to do things, so take this."

Lin Yin threw over a croissant, which Uncle Fu must have bought early in the morning.

"Thanks."

Han Shuo reached out to take the bread and thanked him.

"Do you need a car for work? I can lend you a car to drive." Chu Xinyao asked.

"No, all I have to do is small things. It's not convenient to drive. Goodbye."

Han Shuo waved his hand, gnawed on a croissant, trotted out of the villa, hailed a taxi and headed to Antique Street.

Not far outside the villa area.

When the two young men smoking cigarettes saw Han Shuo getting into the car, they quickly threw the cigarettes into their hands, started a car and followed them.

"Welcome to the morning news. A special news will be played below. Deaths of residents occurred in many areas of City H last night. For the sake of their own safety, residents are advised not to go out at night if necessary."

.......

Listening to the news broadcast from the radio in the taxi.

He felt that things were getting serious.

What grandpa said really happened.

The world is becoming more and more unsafe, and it is necessary to find the soul-calming stone carvings as soon as possible so that Grandpa can collect all these ghosts.

"Guest, we've arrived at the Antique Street. Forty-two dollars."

Han Shuo paid the fare, got out of the taxi, and walked towards Ci Yunxuan.

at this time.

Luo Song was giving instructions to three big men in Ci Yunxuan.

"The cup will be thrown as a signal later. You guys hide behind the shelves and get ready."

"Yes, boss."

Seeing that everything was ready, Luo Song returned to the Grand Master's chair and started boiling tea...

"Boss Luo?"

"Mr. Han, you are finally here. Please sit inside and try the Pu'er I just cooked."

Luo Song quickly stood up, invited Han Shuo to sit down, and poured him a cup of hot green Pu'er tea.

Han Shuo asked without tasting the Pu'er tea.

"Boss Luo, have you found any clues about that object?"

"Not only did I find the clue, I also found the object." Luo Song said proudly.

Han Shuo was a little surprised. Could it be that he did it unintentionally?

It was correct.

A small antique dealer found the soul stone carving.

"Please also ask Boss Luo to take out the items and let me see them."

"Mr. Han, we should discuss the price first."

"As long as the item is genuine, the price is easy to negotiate."

"Mr. Han, please wait a moment."

Luo Song went to the back of the shelf and fiddled with it for a while, then brought out a small wooden box and placed it in front of Han Shuo.

"The things are in the wooden box. Mr. Han has eyes."

Han Shuo reached out and opened the box. A black stone carving about fifteen centimeters long and ten centimeters wide lay in the wooden box with a yellow silk cloth underneath.

Han Shuo knew at the first glance that this thing was not a soul-crushing stone carving at all, but a fake.

It looks so much like the picture.

It can be said that it is 99% similar.

but.

The portrait he gave to his boss did not fully capture the entirety of the soul-carving stone.

"Sorry, Boss Luo, this thing of yours is not what I'm looking for."

Han Shuo closed the lid of the wooden box and pushed it back to Luo Song.

"Mr. Han, are you kidding me? I spent a lot of effort looking for this thing. It is exactly the same as the picture. You are not trying to renege on your debt."

Luo Song took out the portrait and placed it on the coffee table, opened the wooden box and wanted him to compare it. Junqu Pavilion

Han Shuo picked up the portrait and put it in his pocket.

"The portrait I gave you is not complete at all. Since you can find something exactly the same as the portrait, I have to say that you are very capable of forgery. Come to me next time if you have real information."

"Wait a minute, even if this thing is fake, Mr. Han should still pay the labor fee. I spent a lot of time looking for this thing."

"I didn't find any information. What's the labor fee?"

"Snapped."

Luo Song threw the cup on the ground, and three fat men came out from behind the shelf.

"Boss Luo, what does this mean?"

"It's not interesting. Please pay Mr. Han the labor fee."

"You are blackmailing, aren't you afraid that I will call the police?"

Luo Song picked up the black stone carving in the wooden box and threw it to the ground.

"Mr. Han accidentally broke a piece of Mo Yun stone carving from the Tang Dynasty. Isn't Porcelain Yunxuan an excessive amount of compensation if he pays several million?"

"After a long time, it turned out to be a black shop. If I don't pay compensation, what can you do to me?"

"No compensation. The three thugs I have committed are not serious. I might as well tell you that I have connections in the police station. You have to pay for this money no matter what."

"I won't pay compensation."

Han Shuo stood up and was about to leave.

"If you don't drink the toast, you'll be fined with wine. Tie this kid up for me."

The three big men opened their arms and rushed towards him. Regardless of how fat the three big men were, no one was his opponent in a real competition of strength.

Han Shuo stretched out his hand, grabbed the arm of one of the big men, kicked it with one foot, and threw the big man over his shoulder, hitting three shelves before rolling to the ground.

The antiques on the shelves fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Oh, my baby."

Luo Song looked at the ceramic shards on the ground and knelt on the ground with a sad expression. You know, although there are many fakes here, there are also one or two that are genuine.

"Boss Luo, you made the first move, but you don't care about my business."

"Catch this kid quickly."

The two big men rushed towards him again. One threw him over his shoulder, and the other kicked him sideways. The two big men were thrown away, hitting five shelves and rolling to the ground.

Han Shuo walked out of Ciyunxuan without looking back.

Only Luo Song was left crying and shouting inside.

my darling.

Before Han Shuo left Ci Yunxuan and walked a few steps, he encountered an acquaintance blocking him in the middle of the road.

"Mr. Zhao, what a coincidence."

"Han Shuo, I'm here specifically to wait for you."

"Are you following me?"

"I didn't follow you, but your scent attracted me." Zhao Qiming said with an evil smile.

"Mr. Zhao's nose is really sharp, comparable to a police dog."

"I'll just take it as a compliment. Are you interested in having a drink?"

"I don't like drinking."

Han Shuo refused without even thinking.

Zhao Qiming felt strange to him today, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Then let's drink tea. Are you afraid of me?"

"What's so scary about you, an old man? Lead the way."

"please."

The architectural styles in Antique Street are all based on ancient architecture.

It gives people a feeling of returning to ancient times.

Zhao Qiming took him to a teahouse called Yixiang.