The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The eyes of the knowledgeable people lit up, and they exclaimed in shock: "Emperor Purple, Imperial Purple..."

The whole crowd fell silent.

The burning eyes were all focused on the jade in the young man's hand.

"Impossible, impossible..." The stall owner was stunned by the sudden change and was as dumb as a fool.

"I obviously picked this up from the trash. How can I find the jade..."

The middle-aged stall owner was struggling to do some deceptive handicraft business, which was worth less than a hundred.

This stone looked like a rough stone from a TV show, and he used it as a gimmick to deceive people.

People have been tricked, they never expected...

The stall owner was feeling remorseful when he heard from onlookers that the imperial purple jadeite auctioned a few years ago had sold for 300 million.

The one Yan Tao has in his hand is obviously of better quality than the one sold at the auction. With the popularity of jadeite in recent years, the price may double.

The stall owner stared at the piece of jade and vomited blood so much that he wanted to strangle himself to death. Three hundred million. Doubling that would be six hundred million...

If he cuts the stone open, the money will be his!

If you get 10,000 yuan for no reason, anyone will be happy.

But when you know that you can get more, ten times or a hundred times, your mood will be different.

The stall owner is vomiting blood...

He gritted his teeth, a mouthful of blood clogged his chest, and he was so depressed, "Little brother, this thing is worth a lot of money. You only gave me 10,000 yuan. Aren't you a bit embarrassed? When we do business, we have to be conscientious, right?" ?”

He looked at the piece of imperial purple jade with eager eyes and wished he could snatch it back immediately.

It's all money!

Money.

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket, his posture was casual, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him who were ready to make a move.

The young man raised his lips and smiled, "Then how many do you want?"

The stall owner stretched out a finger and said, "One hundred, no, ten million!"

"If you sell this thing, it will cost hundreds of millions. If you don't buy it, give it back to me!"

The stall owner said that he was about to reach out and grab it.

The vendors setting up stalls around him were disgusted by his shamelessness.

The middle-aged stall owner was a strong man. When he bumped into him, everyone was a little worried.

The body and strength are obviously not on the same level.

The stall owner had not rushed over after he had passed the stall. Qin Zongjun's face was frozen, and he kicked out his long legs, hitting the stall owner's heart hard.

The force is very heavy.

The melon-eaters standing slightly closer even heard a click.

The sound of bones breaking.

The stall owner's face turned pale, and his fat body flew out and was dragged for more than ten meters.

hiss--

This force value.

Qin Zong's kick made the crooked person take a breath of air.

Mom.

If this pair goes up, it will be like kicking them back to their hometown!

They don't want to die yet.

Run quickly.

Some people also took a fancy to this piece of jade and came over to ask if they could sell it.

After getting a negative answer, I left disappointed.

They also knew that most people would keep jadeite in such perfect condition at home, and few would be willing to sell it.

Liu Wu: "Yantao, you actually still gamble on stones? Are you too awesome?"

"I saw it all. The stall owner's face was so angry that he was so angry that he almost vomited to death."

Yan Tao lazily raised his eyes and said, "He thinks that this young master is being taken advantage of. Okay, I'll compare it with him."

After all, comparison is the only way to get results.

Yan Tao did it on purpose.

The stone was dissected on the spot.

People like the middle-aged stall owner will only feel that they have lost money, and they have lost blood.