My girlfriend scolded me for being worthless and backhandedly marrying Bai Fumei.

"Damn it, this kid crushed a stone in one go, his hands are so strong!"

"Spend [-] yuan to buy a broken stone to practice your hand skills. Is this guy crazy?"

"If someone is willing, maybe they won't be short of money, hahahaha."

"Little brother, I still have some stones here, why don't I sell them to you cheaper, not [-], but only [-], what do you think?"

Everyone pointed at Chen Fan and ridiculed him.

The stall owner saw the clues and looked straight at Chen Fan's movements. Could there be something inside this stone?

clack clack...

Chen Fan crushed the stone and a ring appeared in his palm.

The stall owner's eyes widened. There was something really inside the stone.

The spectators also showed incredulous expressions.

"There is a ring inside the stone!"

"What kind of ring is this? It's just ordinary and worthless."

"Fuck, you scared me to death." The stall owner felt relieved. He thought that some huge treasure was picked up by this kid, but it turned out to be just a broken ring.

"Little brother, I bought the ring on your hand for one hundred thousand yuan."

Suddenly, a slightly excited voice came.

Chen Fan looked back and was stunned: "Is it you?"

He could only speak wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand. It was none other than the Taoist priest in the hospital.

Taoist priest Qingyun did not expect to meet Chen Fan here. He was stunned for a second, stared at the ring in Chen Fan's hand and said, "Sell it to me for one hundred thousand yuan."

"Not for sale."

Not to mention one hundred thousand yuan, even one billion yuan, Chen Fan wouldn't be able to sell it.

"If you don't want to sell it for one hundred thousand, how about one million?"

Taoist priest Qingyun offered another price.

The stall owner and everyone around him were all shocked. A broken ring, worth one million?

"Do not sell!"

Chen Fan put the ring on his hand directly.

Taoist priest Qingyun said unwillingly: "If you don't sell it for one million, I will pay you ten million!"

Although he didn't know what this ring was, he had a vague feeling that it was an incredible treasure that he had to get his hands on.

Chen Fan shook his head: "Don't say [-] million, I won't sell it even if you offer [-] billion!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him immediately exploded.

"A broken ring is worth ten million. Is this Taoist crazy?"

"Nima, aren't they just acting?"

"Bullshit, didn't you see that boy didn't sell it?"

The stall owner had a constipated expression on his face. A treasure worth [-] million yuan was sold by him for [-] yuan. He originally thought that the other party was being taken advantage of, but now it seems that he is the one who was taken advantage of!

Seeing Chen Fan's resolute attitude, Taoist Priest Qingyun glanced at Chen Fan meaningfully, then turned and left.

Just when Chen Fan was about to leave, the stall owner stopped him: "Don't leave yet, this ring is mine, you can't take it away."

Chen Fan frowned: "I bought the ring, how come it becomes yours?"

The stall owner said calmly: "What I sell to you is the jade stone, not the ring inside."

Chen Fan smiled: "You are using strong words, do you want to regret it? You just said it yourself, whoever regrets it is a bastard."

These words made the stall owner's face suddenly turn the color of pig liver, and he roared fiercely: "Boy, if you don't leave the ring, you will never leave here today."

That's a ring worth ten million, and no bastard wants it.

Everyone nearby looked at Chen Fan with sympathy. This kid might be in trouble. The stall owner knew someone from the Qinglong Gang.

Chen Fan's face turned cold: "Really? I'm leaving now. I'll see what you can do to me."

With that said, Chen Fan stepped forward and was about to leave.

"Damn it, stand up for me!"

The stall owner waved his hand, and five strong men rushed out, holding steel pipes, and surrounded Chen Fan.

"Boy, I told you, you can't leave here until you hand over the ring."

Chen Fan said coldly: "Are you planning to rob it openly?"

"Robbing openly? For a stinky loser like you who has some shitty luck, even if I rob openly, what can you do to me? Brothers, show him some color!"

The stall owner gave an order, and the strong men holding steel pipes swarmed up and greeted Chen Fan.

"court death!"

Chen Fan shouted angrily and kicked all five strong men away on the spot.

The strong men screamed and flew dozens of meters away, vomiting blood and falling into coma before they even hit the ground.

This scene left everyone stunned. Is this still the fool they just laughed at? Who is he and how can he be so good at fighting?

The stall owner yelled with eyes wide open: "Boy, you can fight, right? I want to see how good you are at fighting."

As he said that, he dialed a phone number: "Brother Biao, there is a boy who took my things worth ten million and beat my people. You should bring someone over quickly. Yes, he is a practicing practitioner. Bring a lot of people here."

Chen Fan watched him make the phone call quietly and did not stop him. He wanted to conquer the person behind this person as well.

"Boy, you were very sensible and didn't take the opportunity to run away."

The stall owner hung up the phone and said angrily: "If you dare to hit me, it will be useless even if you run away to the ends of the earth, because my backer is the Qinglong Gang."

Chen Fan said calmly: "What about the Qinglong Gang? Even if Chen Tianxiong comes, I can't protect you."

"Damn it, can you call me Mr. Xiong by his first name? When Brother Biao comes, he will definitely pull out your teeth and break your legs."

The stall owner looked gloating. Chen Fan's words were simply rebellious. If they reached Brother Biao's ears, he would be completely ruined.

"Who is this blind person who dares to take people's things here and hit them?"

Suddenly, an evil voice sounded.

I saw a short-haired man with a green dragon tattooed on his head and a large group of men strutting over.

The stall owner was overjoyed: "Brother Biao, here you are, it's this guy, he calls me Mr. Xiong by name, and he doesn't take our Qinglong Gang seriously!"

He pointed at Chen Fan and began to complain in an aggravated manner.

Brother Biao looked at Chen Fan, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Hey, why is this Mr. Chen?"

Just when everyone thought Chen Fan was going to suffer, they saw Brother Biao, hunched over, trotting up to Chen Fan and saying with a flattering look on his face: "Mr. Chen, why is it you?"

Even his boss, Mr. Xiong, has to be respectful in front of Mr. Chen, let alone him?

Everyone was dumbfounded, what's going on? Why is Brother Biao so respectful to this young man?

Does this young man have a great background?

It's over, it's over, we just mocked him like that, he won't cause us trouble, right?

The group of people who were gloating just now were looking at Chen Fan with fear in their eyes.

The one who was most shocked was the stall owner. At this moment, his heart felt cold. The big backer he had found had such an attitude in front of this young man. It was really a ghost!

He had a premonition that something was going to happen, so without saying a word, he pulled up his legs and ran away!