After saying that, he asked Zhang Xiaotao: "Tell me, did you do anything improper and were beaten? Otherwise, why did you give me so much money before?"

Zhang Xiaotao smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Grandpa Dean, we really didn't do anything bad! The police comrades are still here! We just look after others, look at things, and earn some living expenses."

This money is all clean!

You've beaten us to death with your stick, and we won't be able to escape even if we jump into the Yellow River!"

"With your three-legged cat skills, you have learned it for two or three years. What kind of eyesight can you have? Are you still fooling people?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Xiaotao scratched his head in embarrassment.

If you talk like this, it's not wrong.

Then he muttered: "That's how the antique business is, it all depends on your eyesight. Don't even the experts in the museum sometimes have a good eye? How can this be called cheating!"

The old man shook his head when he heard this and said nothing more.

Some things are not illegal, but they are against morality. However, in this materialistic age, no one can tell whether they are right or wrong.

Something you and I wish for.

Over the elevator.

Yang Xiaole was floating in the air, looking at the two people talking.

One is his only close friend, and the other is a relative who has watched him grow up.

I have not been a fuel-efficient person since I was a child.

In the orphanage, although I was not one of those who bullied others, there were always fights.

But the old dean has always been closer to me.

He also worried a lot about his own temper, and personally taught him how to practice calligraphy, play chess, and learn musical instruments, all to soothe his restless heart.

However, despite being young and energetic, the effect is not very obvious.

"Why……"

Yang Xiaole sighed, looked at 'himself' on the stretcher, and wondered if he should try again.

Just when he made the next move, a wave of dizziness swept over him.

After looking at my body, it seemed that my body was floating towards Yushan.

Seeing this scene, he panicked for a while: "Hey, don't, brother, I feel like I can still save you. Don't arrest me."

"Brother Yu!..."

"Jade Ancestor..."

After shouting several times and getting no response, he felt himself getting weaker and weaker.

He was so anxious that he could only curse: "Grass mud horse... you bastard, let me go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mist burst out from the jade stone.

Before he could react, he lost consciousness.

The world fell into darkness.
Chapter completed!