The limits of martial arts have no limits with me!

"By the way, the partner, that is, the owner who sent the antiques, wants to invite you to dinner, saying that he wants to exchange antique experiences with you.

Miao Huashang didn't plan to say it at first, because he knew that the boss just wanted to slap the new leader.

But seeing that Chen Feng seemed to have a strong interest in these antiques, he casually mentioned it.

"Don't go.

Chen Feng glanced at Miao Huashang and returned his gaze to those antiques.

Although there were more than fifty antiques in total, when he sensed them, they didn't deviate much from his budget.

There are fewer genuine items in it than those screened out of the more than 30 pieces last time.

This time there are only four artifacts from the Xia Dynasty.

Fortunately, there is a fist-sized jade eye.

He put it in the palm of his hand, and a cold breath came out of his jade eyes.

Through the analysis of previous experience, he can clearly feel that there seems to be a lot of activation contained in it, and it is estimated that there are about 600% points.

"Alright, I'll just ask for these four pieces first, and send the others back untouched.

Chen Feng put the cultural relics on the cart prepared by Han Feifei in advance, and said lightly: "I don't need his gift, leave me here for a few days, and return it to him after a while."

"Okay.

Miao Huashang glanced at the four small objects on the cart and couldn't figure it out.

He didn't see any difference between the four pieces that Chen Feng chose and the antiques left in the car.

He didn't want to ask much, so he had to classify it as a matter of personal preference.

"I won't come forward, if that person has any news of cultural relics, help me pay more attention, if it really doesn't work, you can pay for it."

Chen Feng explained and was about to push the cart away.

The relics of the Xia Dynasty are an extremely rare collection for some antique enthusiasts, after all, the vintage is there.

This kind of thing is considered the top item among old objects, so people who like to collect antiques basically do not choose to sell it easily, after all, people who can have this hobby are not short of money.

Therefore, this kind of person is Chen Feng's focus on the target, and if Miao Huashang helps keep an eye on it, the probability of shipment will be greatly increased.

As long as he spreads the news that he needs to acquire a large number of Xia Dynasty cultural relics, with the prestige of the Broken Xia Gate, he will definitely make a fuss, and those ordinary collectors are also happy to sell the face of the Broken Xia Gate.

If they have these antiques in their hands, they will definitely think that these antiques are also put away, and it is better to sell them for personal favors.

Connected with this behemoth, it is a harmless deal.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it. Miao Huashang arched his fist at Chen Feng's departing back and said.

Then, he waved his hand at the truck driver outside the door, indicating that he could pack up his things and go back the way he came.

Until the delivery truck of Miao Hua Shangmu left and was about to turn around and go back to the building.

Suddenly, a noise came from behind the flower beds in the square.

"Fuck, don't touch me

!" "Get out of here!"

With a loud shout, a young man walked out from behind, about twenty years old.

At this time, there were several security guards in black suits lying next to him.

And those security guards, Miao Huashang knew.

They are employees of the security department of the Shattered Xiamen.

At this time, it seems that the young man was knocked to the ground.

The young man saw that no one was obstructing him anymore, so he ran into the building with a brisk walk and went straight to the direction where Chen Feng left.

Seeing this, Miao Huashang's face changed.

The young man was as fast as a bolt of lightning.

He wanted to intercept it, but it was too late.

Seeing that he was already preparing to come behind Chen Feng, he immediately stopped.

"You're the new leader?!" the

young man said behind Chen Feng in a vicious tone.

Chen Feng stopped at this time and didn't turn around yet.

An angry shout came from Miao Huashang's mouth:

"Rong Guishao, what are you doing here!?" "Why are you asking me what to do?!" The young man named Rong Guishao had a gloomy face, as if he was about to erupt a volcano.

"I also asked you what you are doing! You old immortals, not long after my master died, you just found a hairy boy to make up for it??"

His identity is Wang Bifeng's eldest disciple, with extremely high talent, he has been practicing in retreat in the Quiet Pavilion, and is trying to break through and master the top martial arts.

Just yesterday, the news of Wang Bifeng's death reached his ears, so he was so angry that he successfully practiced one of the martial arts.

That top-level martial art was none other than [Primordial Shock Qi].

"Where did you come from, how dare you come to be the head of the house?!"

At this time, Rong Gui was angry and said coldly to Chen Feng.

As soon as the words fell, he found that Chen Feng didn't pay attention to him at all.

He immediately pulled out a long sword from behind him and pointed it straight at Chen Feng.

"Damn, let me see what you are and where you are sacred, I am not allowed to insult the title of the master!"

With that, he held the long sword in his hand and stabbed towards Chen Feng.

"Bold!" Miao Huashang was completely angry by Rong Guishao's trouble.

After all, it is easy to say that Chen Feng has also been recognized by a group of elders, but now he is being pointed at by Rong Guishao, a junior.

In their eyes, this kind of behavior is a slap in the face.

When the long sword was still fifty centimeters away from touching Chen Feng, Chen Feng moved at this moment!

Rong Guishao originally thought that this sword was about to succeed, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw Chen Feng turn into a bolt of lightning, and a turn instantly appeared behind Rong Guishao.

At this time, the place where the tip of his sword was pointing was empty.

Just as he was about to change the direction of his hand and stab behind him, he heard Chen Feng snort coldly: "I don't think I can do it." "

Immediately after.

Bang!!A

sound sounded immediately, and I saw Rong Guishao being punched in the back by Chen Feng and flying upside down.

It flew five meters away before falling to the ground, and rolled several times before stopping, turning its face away, and lying motionless on the ground.

Chen Feng looked at this scene indifferently, and suddenly an imperceptible look of pain appeared on his face.

The security personnel next to him ran over to check Rong Guishao's status at this time.

As they slowly approached, Rong Guishao's appearance gradually became clearer.

It was a hideous-faced, deadly corpse, with a huge depression in its back, and shattered internal organs spilling out of the cracks in the flesh.

Seeing that this death was so tragic, everyone gasped, and their awe of Chen Feng was even greater.

"I don't think there are any idiots who don't have the eyesight to see, and they dare to come.... Cough.. Ahem..."

Halfway through Chen Feng's words, he began to cough violently uncontrollably, and even a little blood foam spurted out.

His face gradually darkened.

The people present cast strange glances one after another.

Miao Huashang was also surprised, he didn't see Chen Feng vomiting blood in that battle, but at this time, he vomited blood inexplicably.

He hurriedly ran to Chen Feng's side and asked, "Master, how are you?"