504: C504 Enemies Never Meet

C504 Enemies Never Meet

Jiandong Province, Promise City.1

This was a place that all militarists fought for in ancient times. There had been many wars that left their names in the annals of history. Even in modern times, there were still many historical remains left behind. Every year, there were many people who came to this city to travel.

Because of the rich historical and cultural heritage, the antique business here was exceptionally popular. Almost every tour group would bring people to visit the antiques of this city.

The Antique Street was the most famous antique trading market in the market.

"It's quite lively here. "

Lee Yun stood in front of the bustling street and looked inside. There were carvings of pillars and pillars, and the buildings were ancient. There were many tourists and shops. There were jade, porcelain, jewels, stone statues and painting of famous people. There were all sorts of things that could be found here.

Guo Xun nodded. "A friend of mine became a security guard here after retirement. I heard that his salary is quite high. "

"Hahaha!" Lee Yun laughed and said, "Are you hinting that I will increase your salary?"

Guo Xun smiled. Yang Jie asked curiously, "Lee Yun, how much do you give him?"

"Twenty thousand a month, but only for a month. I did not pay last month. "

"Holy sh * t!" Hu Fanbo cried out strangely, "A top mercenary, you actually offered twenty thousand a month?"

"That's why I earned it. "

While they were chatting, Lee Yun and the others walked into the antique street. In fact, Guo Xun did not care about money anymore. Lee Yun had treated his internal injuries, which meant he had paid hundreds of millions of yuan in advance.

It wasn't an exaggeration to pay a few hundred million to cure a Middle Period of Innnate Stage.

Along the way, Lee Yun casually browsed the antiques here. At a rough glance, 99% of them were fake. Most of the real antiques were placed in the shop. The prices ranged from tens of thousands to millions. It was very difficult for anyone to pick up the scraps.

Lee Yun had doctor-level archaeological knowledge. It was not a problem for him to determine the authenticity of most antiques.

Although the antique street was said to be a street, it actually contained a large area. Other than the main street in the middle, there were also many forks in the street. It seemed like there was a mix of fish and dragons inside. Various people were setting up stalls. Those who wanted to pick up scraps would go in and try their luck.

It was said that some grave robbers (people who didn't have a fixed market) would also choose to set up stalls in the small alley after digging up an ancient tomb and taking out the antiques.

These newly unearthed antiques, even grave robbers didn't know the price. What could the buyer buy? It all depended on luck and ability. Both parties had their money and goods cleared, so they weren't responsible for leaving.

However, Lee Yun and the other three weren't here to buy antiques, so they ignored all of this and headed straight for their destination.

"We're here, this is it. " Guo Xun said.

Lee Yun raised his head and looked at the antique shop in front of him. The name of the shop was Jin Ya Zhai. Judging from its aura, this shop was one of the top antique shops in the antique street.

Lee Yun walked in and took a rough look. He found that most of the antiques here were authentic. Adding the value of the shop, the value of this antique shop was estimated to be five billion yuan. No wonder it could afford to hire a security guard of Guo Xun's level.

"Welcome, everyone. " A man in a Tang suit with a smile walked up to them and asked if they needed help.

Lee Yun nodded secretly. The Gold Ya Zhai did not choose some pretty girls as waiters. The man in the Tang suit had proper etiquette and had a good impression of him.

"Let's find someone. "

Lee Yun signaled Guo Xun to tell him the name of his friend, but he did not expect to hear a familiar voice behind him.

"Wah! It's you again, you perverted devil!"

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