MTL - The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans-Chapter 330
Si Yu’s words turned, “Baby, time is not early, we should get up, and check it out later.”
Today is the day when Lingnan went to the hospital for review. Although he has already recovered, the surface kung fu still has to be done. In the past six months, he has been going to the hospital for review on time. The data is naturally controlled by Lingnan himself, although he recovered very much. Fast, but within the normal range, does not cause medical sensation.
Check it out today, the left hand should be cured.
After getting the report, Shen Tan, who has always been steady, jumped up like a child, and grabbed the doctor over and over again to confirm that Ling Chunnan was really cured. Until the doctor was impatient, he finally converged, but he restrained. Can not help the excitement on the face.
Ling Chunnan’s face was rarely brought with a smile. Although he had no activities for more than half a year, he still had a lot of entertainment and communication because of his previous reputation. These are the Shen Tan who insisted that he can fully recover. He handled it.
"Zi Xuan, you have to go home with the spare piano in the past two months to familiarize yourself with the feel, your violin is broken, I have re-requested the Portland master to help you customize it, about two months later, international music There are still half a year in the conference. Although the doctor said that he can practice the piano, it still matters. Mr. Si, Zi Xuan will take care of you. I may be very busy in the next few months."
In the past six months, Shen Tan and Si Yu have also had a lot of contacts. He is still very reassured to him. This man does not seem to be simple, but it is really good for Ling Chunan. So he saw him nodding and then left in a hurry. Before returning, he still There is a lot of work to be done.
After coming out of the hospital, Si Yu went to drive, Ling Chunan received a phone call from Xue Zhengyang, and asked him the results of the inspection. He even had no time to congratulate him, he was interrupted by a snoring.
Listening to the beep from the receiver, Ling Chunan asked: "098, look up the situation of the woman."
"The host, the demons in the female subject suddenly came out after being taken out of the law, and there was no difference in attacking the nearby police officers, because the female host was in a state of weakness, and no one has died yet, but some people have been injured and weak. It can last for five minutes. If no one has stopped it before, I am afraid that all the people present will die."
"I used to send the spell that Xue Yu sent to Xue Zhengyang?"
"There is no other suppressive force on the woman." 098 quickly replied.
"Idiot." Ling Xiaonan smashed his eyebrows, this man is going to behave, things are ready to be used, suddenly he remembered something, his eyes darkened.
"Host, are we going to stop the female owner?" The hospital is some distance away from Songhua Street. It takes more than half an hour to drive, but if the company is shot, it will still be available.
Ling Chunan gently squeezed his left index finger, which is the usual action when he thinks. "No, monitor the situation of the woman at any time."
"The host, the woman's area lost contact, and the male owner lost contact."
Come, Ling Chunan suddenly got a little excited, but the voice was as plain as ever. "That would leave them alone."
At this time, the car stopped in front of Lingchu Nan. The tall and handsome man came down from the car and walked to Lingnan South in a few steps. He leaned over and took him from the wheelchair. "Where do you want to go?"
Ling Chunan habitually wrapped around the man's neck and groaned in his shoulders. "Just around."
Ling Chunan said that shopping is really casual, shopping and other supplies are customized, he is not interested in street food, the two are very good looks in the crowd, and soon attracted no A few people look at the line, some of them recognize the identity of Ling Chunan, but because he does not want to let the cold air of the Secretary behind, but no one dares to rush to meet Ling Lingnan.
"Wait." Ling Chunan suddenly opened.
Si Yu took back the indifference of the people around him and leaned over. "What happened? Baby."
Seeing the change of the expression of Si Yu, at this time, many people who have been paying attention to the two have bright eyes, and the eyes are swept between the two, and some people even take out their mobile phones to start recording.
Didn't pay attention to the reaction of the people around him. Ling Yangnan raised his finger and pointed to an insignificant alley on the left. "Go over there."
Si Yu has never refused Ling Chunnan's request. He sneaked down and asked Ling Chunnan to sort out the hair that fell from his ear. He turned to the lane pointed out by Ling Chunan.
Under the instructions of Lingchu Nan, the two entered the antique street.
The antique street in Qingyang City is not famous. It is crowded in the corner of the city. The shops are scattered, and they form a street. There are also a few small stalls on the roadside. There are various dirty spots on the booth. The bottles and cans of the cockroaches, and the pedestrians who pass by occasionally are also in a hurry, for fear of being caught by the troubled hawkers.
When the two just entered the street, they received a whole street hawker's enthusiasm as if they saw the fat of the big fat sheep.
Ling Chunnan looked around and finally looked at a small booth 20 meters in front of the left. The stall owner was a plain-looking middle-aged man with a gray hair and a smoke in his mouth. The last bite, squinting is like falling asleep.
At the beginning of the first year, Lingnan looked back from the man and looked down at the stall.
Secretary Yu Yu’s lower body, smashed a few things along the south line of Ling’s early days. After confirming that they were all selected, they asked: “How do you sell these things?”
A middle-aged man woke up with a stunned spirit. He couldn't prevent a sip from the smoker in his mouth. He coughed and broke his heart. It took him a long time to find his voice. He saw a few small things in front of the priest, and his eyes lit up. , depressed the voice, "Mr. is really good vision, pick out the new authentic real goods I received, to ensure that genuine, so I see more Mr., I will sell it to you as much as 50,000."
"Five hundred." Secretary Yu has not yet opened, Ling Chunan took the lead in interrupting the words of the stall owner, pointing to the things in front of the Secretary, "all."
Like Ling Chunan said something incredible, the smile on the face of the stall suddenly froze. "This little brother, the price is not so cut, who does not know that I am selling Liu Liu." The authenticity, look at this bracelet, it is definitely produced four hundred years ago, the mud smell on it is still clear, or else, each piece of 40,000, really can not be less."
Ling Nannan was not moved, "five hundred."
"Little brothers, let's talk about it, and do our business. They are all born to die. It's not easy to get something good. Two thousand five, you four things, I will collect you 100,000. ,how about it?"
"five hundred."
"I have already lost half of it, and really can't be less." The stall owner was crying and sullen. This time he didn't look at Lingchunan, but he looked at Si Yu, two relatives, or Si Yu is more like a big boss. And things are chosen by the Secretary.
Of course, the idea of this stall owner was lost, and Si Yu did not look at the stall owner who was madly hinting at himself. The focused eyes fell on Ling Nannan.
"Five hundred." Ling Chunan once again made a sound.
"No." The stall owner steadfastly refused. "Two thousand five, no more."
"Let's go." At the beginning of the dynasty, the Southern Dynasties said that the king did not hesitate, and immediately pushed the wheelchair and walked outside the street.
Seeing that the two men are about to walk out of the street, there is a cry behind them. It is the stall owner. "Wait, five hundred and five hundred, you take it."
The two returned to the booth.
The stall owner had a sore face. "These are all good goods. I am really in a hurry to take the shot."
Si Yu took out 500 pieces to the stall owner. He didn't look at his painful performance. He collected a few things that he had just picked out and pushed the street out of Lingchu.
At this time, the sky was already early, and the two did not stop more, and soon left.
After the two left, their mouths kept muttering for a loss. The eyes of the stall owner suddenly lost their eyes for a moment. When they looked up, they seemed to have forgotten the incident and re-pointed a dry smoke. Pumped up.
Half an hour later, a young man appeared in front of the booth. He flipped over the tattered piece. "Boss, what amber bracelet with a small bell on your booth?"
"Isn't the bracelet all over there? Look for it again."
Lingchu Nan sat on the sofa in the living room, and there were dozens of amber beads on the coffee table. He held a small bell in his hand, and he swayed gently with a ride. "098, I can find this. What is something?"
"Back to the host, the system can't analyze what is special about this bell." 098 replied quickly.
This bell is an open bell about the size of a little finger. It is covered with rust inside and outside. It doesn't look good, and the style is not special, but it has an inexplicable attraction to Lingchunan.
There is no such story in the original text. The man has also been to the antique street, but he did not take the bracelet. This shows that there should be two possibilities, or the attraction of this thing is directed at him alone. Or it is for the tasker.
If he is okay, if it is a quest, I am afraid his identity will soon be discovered.
Lingnan was not worried about this. He moved his wrist and swayed the bell. The rusting bell was not loud enough.
"The host will try the blood without pleading for the Lord." 098 eagerly proposed, "What if it is a magic weapon?"
Ling Chunnan turned over and over and studied the bell twice. Finally, he focused his attention on the inconspicuous bell heart. After a few seconds of setting, he separated a soul and explored it, only to find that the soul was like The stone sinks into the sea, it seems to activate it. He can't have enough soul power in the body now, or wait until he returns to the task space and study it again. Think of it, Ling Chunan said: "098, you put it away, and those Beads, put them together."
"Baby came to eat." The voice of Si Yu came from the kitchen.
At the beginning of the year, the south of the south lazily walked toward the dining table. At this moment, the doorbell rang. 2k novel reading network
