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n394 Are You Hurrying to Die?

nYe Feng followed the system navigation and gradually arrived at the suburbs of Zhonghai City.

nThere were many backward villages here.

nIt was a stark contrast to the glamorous city.

nWhen the car drove into a village called Nanliu Village.

nIt immediately attracted countless onlookers.

nObviously, such a luxurious car was definitely a rare species here.

nMany children in tattered clothes were jogging behind his car.

nWhen Ye Feng arrived at the market at the entrance of the village, he pushed open the door and got off the car.

nThe group of children dispersed again.

nHowever, they still looked from afar.

nYe Feng could not help but smile.

nHe continued to follow the GPS to the market.

nAt the same time, the two MPVs stopped nearby.

nSeven or eight people got out of the car.

nYe Feng had already noticed this scene.

nHowever, he pretended not to know and entered the market.

nAlthough it was called the village market, it was actually just a few simple stalls.

nSome sold vegetables, some sold condiments, and some sold daily necessities.

nIt was hard to imagine what kind of treasure could be found in such a simple place.

nYou have arrived at your destination. It took twenty-four minutes

nAs the navigation ended, Ye Feng had already arrived at a stall.

nCalling it a stall was actually a bit of a stretch.

nThere was only one item on the stall.

nIt was a one-foot square wooden box, and its surface was covered with a thick layer of glue.

nIt looked like it had been a while.

nThe stall owner should be in his fifties.

nHowever, because of his frown, he looked a little old.

nAt this moment, there was already a customer wearing glasses at the stall.

nHe held the wooden box and looked at it for a long time.

n“Old Wang, this box is indeed an antique, but I estimate that it’s worth at most 100,000 to 80,000 yuan. If you can lower the price, I’ll take it.”

nWhen that ‘Old Wang’ heard this, he shook his head repeatedly. “Teacher Ma, this is our Wang family’s heirloom. If it wasn’t for the money to get my son married, I wouldn’t have been willing to sell it.”

nWhen ‘Teacher Ma’ heard this, he couldn’t help but smile. “Then tell me, how much do you want to sell it for?”

nOld Wang immediately stretched out a palm. “The bride’s side wants a betrothal gift of 500,000 yuan.”

nTeacher Ma stood up angrily. “You’re asking for too much. Do you know how much 500,000 yuan is? You have the nerve to open your mouth?”

nOld Wang was a little ashamed. “I had no choice, but the girl just wouldn’t budge. My son is obsessed and won’t marry anyone but that girl. I can only sell it at a higher price.”

nTeacher Ma sneered.

n“Then if the girl wants 1 million, you have to sell it for 1 million, right? No one does business like you. Ask our Nanliu Village, who can afford 500,000?”

nPerhaps Lao Wang also felt that he had gone overboard and lowered his head in shame.

n“If no one in the village wants to buy it, I’ll go to the city and ask. There will definitely be someone who knows what’s good.”

nMr. Ma flew into a rage out of humiliation. “I’m going to say this today. If this broken box of yours can be sold for 500,000 yuan, I’ll eat all the sh*t in our village’s latrine pit.”

nOld Wang still wanted to speak.

nYe Feng suddenly walked forward. “Can I take a look at this box?”

nOld Wang didn’t dare to be negligent. He hurriedly nodded respectfully. “Feel free to take a look.”

nMr. Ma, who was standing at the side, hurriedly came out to stir things up. “Sir, I advise you not to waste your time. He wants to sell this broken box for 500,000 yuan. Isn’t he crazy from being poor?”

nYe Feng ignored him, he took the box and looked at it carefully.

nHe didn’t know how the box was made.

nHe picked it up and shook it.

n‘Shua shua shua’ sounds came from inside.

nThere was indeed something inside.

nYe Feng quickly activated the system’s deep scan.

nHowever, the result was unknown.

nThis made his expression turn solemn.

nThis was the first time the system’s deep scanning function had failed.

nWhat was in the box?

nBefore he could investigate further…

nThe group of people behind him had already followed him.

n“Boss, we want this box. Name your price.”

nOld Wang’s eyes lit up. He hesitantly extended five fingers. “5 500,000.”

nAfter saying that, she felt a little guilty. “If you think it’s too expensive, you can lower the price a little”

nBefore he could finish, the bald man waved his hand. “Such a good box, only 500,000? That’s too little. I think it’ll cost at least 50 million.”

nWhen Old Wang heard this, he almost fell to the ground.

n50 million?

nHow much was that?

nTeacher Ma was even more dumbfounded.

nHe had thought that Old Wang was crazy to sell it for 500,000 yuan.

nHe didn’t expect someone to say 50 million?

nWas this a joke?

nIf it was true, then wouldn’t he have to eat all the sh*t in all the latrines in the village?

nThe bald leader glanced at Ye Feng. “This box is mine now, if you want to buy it, you can buy it from me.”

nYe Feng turned around and looked at him. “Then how much do you want to sell it for?”

nThe bald man had a mocking expression. “I bought it for 50 million, so selling it to you for 100 million shouldn’t be too much, right?”

nYe Feng immediately revealed a smile. “Not too much, even 100 billion is not too much. On your death anniversary next year, I’ll burn it for you?”

nThe bald man’s face darkened. “Kid, what do you mean by that?”

nYe Feng glanced at the two MPVs. “You guys have been following me all the way, aren’t you guys here to die?”

nWhen those people heard this, they could no longer hide their killing intent. They immediately surrounded Ye Feng.

nWhen the villagers nearby saw this, they immediately hid far away.

nAt this moment, the door of the MPV opened again.

nJiang Bingkun walked down slowly.

n“Mr. Ye is indeed amazing. Nothing can escape your eyes.”

nYe Feng stared at him coldly. “Jiang Bingkun, what do you mean?”

nJiang Bingkun walked to the opposite side and sneered, “Can’t you tell? I’m here to take your life.”

nYe Feng’s gaze swept across those people’s faces: “Did Niu Sidun send you here?”

nJiang Bingkun immediately shouted hysterically, “You call him Niu Sidun? Did you really think that you’re awesome just because you won against Peng Wannian? In Mr. Niu’s eyes, you’re nothing.”

nYe Feng immediately sneered: “You are really a good dog.”

nThe bald man hurriedly looked at Jiang Bingkun. “Brother Kun, don’t waste your breath on this kid. He’s probably stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements.”

nJiang Bingkun immediately shouted at the surrounding villagers, “Get lost! Do you want to be buried with him?”

nThe group of villagers immediately fled in panic.

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