The alien devil is in the city

Luo Yueqi was very curious about why her husband Fang Fan suddenly stopped looking at her? Could there be a more beautiful and better-looking woman waiting for him to see her?

She then followed Fang Fan's gaze, and her face suddenly darkened. What she disliked the most was this group of pretentious, but high-minded but low-skilled guys.

Several people didn't seem to see Luo Yueqi's gloomy face, but one of them looked at Fang Fan with a smile and said: "Fang Fan, you still have time to show affection to your wife here, but you don't know that you are already in Jiangling's underground killer world.

Became the number one celebrity.

Many people are looking for opportunities to kill you. Haha, how about it? Are you shocked, surprised and scared when you hear this news? Are you very grateful to me for telling you this news? You can live a few more hours this way.

"

Tian Tian said with a proud look on his face that since he was thrown into the trash can last time, he had to be put in solitary confinement for his father when he went back. It was not a pleasant feeling. Apart from the human-creation movement, he could not do anything else.

He never wanted to live this kind of life again. Fortunately, he got pregnant with his Nth concubine, so that he could see the light of day again.

After coming out, they gathered a group of people to come and cause trouble for Fang Fan, but they heard that the Luo family was about to be expelled from Jiangling, and Fang Fan actually let countless killers swarm to assassinate him.

This made him feel very excited, which was even more exciting than killing Fang Fan by himself. He hurriedly sent the young men he had collected with great difficulty to come to Luo's house with other young men from the family.

He thought that Fang Fan must be so scared that he was hiding in the room and did not dare to come out. But when he saw that Fang Fan acted like a normal person and was still showing off his affection, this made him very angry and he couldn't help but let the killer kill Fang Fan now.

But he also knew that there was no way for the killer to come in now. After all, the Luo family was still standing there and had not fallen down, and the Luo family's guard force was also very strong.

"Oh, if this is the case, then I have to thank you very much." Fang Fan said unhurriedly, his eyes full of mischief, which meant thanking him.

"Humph, white-eyed wolf." Li Yinyang snorted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sharp gaze. He was shocked and looked quickly. It was Luo Yueqi's gaze.

Seeing the fierce look in his eyes, he immediately lowered his head, while Fang Fan sat there leisurely.

Zhang Tiancheng had been standing behind silently, but he couldn't stand it anymore. He walked forward and said coldly: "Fang Fan, you are a down-and-out person like you. Tian Tian is so kind and can't bear it. He is so kind."

I came to tell you, but you were sarcastic.

No wonder you've always had the image of a loser in everyone's eyes and ears. I thought you would change

If you have changed a bit, then you know that a dog can never change its habit of eating shit..."

With a loud "bump", Luo Yueqi's fist hit Zhang Tiancheng on the head. Zhang Tiancheng's mouth that was still open immediately closed. His head reflexively tried to hide, but he couldn't.

He received a solid punch from Luo Yueqi. Fortunately, Zhang Tiancheng had some martial arts skills, otherwise the punch would have smashed his head. Now he has passed out and looks like an idiot when he wakes up.

This punch caused a commotion here, and Tian Tian and others looked at Luo Yueqi in surprise. As they grew up together, they knew each other very well. This made everyone confused. When did Luo Yueqi become so fierce?

Fang Fan looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of love. At this time, Hu Hongxuan walked out quickly, stretched out his hand and bowed: "We are all acquaintances, there is no need for this, come, come, come, let's sit together.

Let’s have a good chat.”

Fang Fan waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that they could sit down, and Xu Jin sat down immediately.

Tian Tian snorted coldly and asked his men to carry Zhang Tiancheng to the hospital. The other young masters all sat down.

Li Yu and Xu Jin immediately called out in embarrassment: "Brother Fan." Fang Fan just nodded to them.

Others immediately followed and shouted: "Brother Fan."

The few people sat down and started chatting all over the place, and then gradually realized that Fang Fan was actually quite easy to talk to and not that fierce.

As a bell rang, the antique exchange meeting officially began. They also stopped talking and stood up, looking towards the stage.

Antiques full of history began to be introduced one after another. The host began to introduce them one by one.

"The above are only a small number of antiques. I have just introduced them one by one. Some of the antiques will be auctioned later, and all the money from the auction will be donated to the Luo Che Charitable Foundation.

The Luo Charity Foundation will also immediately start rebuilding schools in all impoverished mountainous areas in Nanming. This charity immediately received strong support from the Jiangling Municipal Government.

Watch Mayor Yu Lifu’s words of thanks below on the big screen.”

As soon as the host finished speaking, there was warm applause. Then came the mayor’s passionate thanks. After hearing this, people’s blood boiled and they couldn’t help but immediately devote themselves to the charity education cause. The applause did not subside for a long time.

When Fang Fan saw the longing eyes of those children in poor areas, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, thinking of his own situation when he was a child.

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She touched her arms and took out a fruit plate, then handed it to Luo Yueqi and said, "Take it, we also want to do some support for out-of-school children in mountainous areas."

Luo Yueqi looked at Fang Fan carefully and then smiled and said, "Okay. I'll go now."

In the back, several antique-level experts were quarreling over an antique.

"This toilet is definitely fake. How could a chamber pot from the Tang Dynasty be kept in such good condition? It also smells like urine. It's clearly a modern handicraft and was made with perfect paste." A man who was washing his clothes said his hair was dry.

Bai, a middle-aged man with an old scholar's eyes and a always serious face said.

"Old Tang, you are wrong about this. I, Old Chen, swear that it is absolutely true. If you look at the traces of patina here and there, it is obvious that the owner took good care of it and took great care of it. This is why it has such an effect."

"Stop arguing, let's vote."

"good."

The voting results came out, and there was no surprise. This toilet was really supported by 80% of the people.

But Old Tang still said: "I'm skeptical..." Just as he was about to say it, he saw the fruit plate in Luo Yueqi's hand and immediately exclaimed: "Tang Sancai fruit plate."

Then she quickly ran over and held the fruit plate carefully. Luo Yueqi quickly let go when she saw the middle-aged uncle acting like this.

Old Tang held the Tang Sancai fruit plate and walked slowly towards the workbench more cautiously than holding his own son.

When the others saw it, they immediately gathered around. When Lao Chen saw this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly ran to the computer to search for information.

When Tang Sancai was fully displayed in front of everyone, countless magnifying glasses shook in front of Tang Sancai.

"Everyone comes one by one." Mr. Qin coughed and said.

When everyone saw Mr. Qin, the most respected and respected person, they immediately stopped fighting and lined up quietly to observe one by one.

Since Old Tang was the first to take over, everyone let Old Tang observe carefully first. Old Tang carefully observed every detail with trembling hands.

Then he murmured with excitement: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that I would witness such a complete Tang Sancai fruit plate. Well, no, why is there still the fragrance of fruit on it?

Could it be that the original owner used it to store fruit? Who is so wasteful?" When Old Tang said this, he scratched his hair, which immediately became disheveled.