[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

A Big Mac he hadn't seen yet.

"You have good vision." There was a little surprise in the man's eyes.

This basement is filled with the most gambling wool, and it is also the most dangerous wool of gambling.Whether it is the first three pieces of wool that have been seen by Mo Fan, or the last piece of wool that is the same as the Big Mac, they are all dangerous and rewarding wool, and only the white wool at this moment is the Even the person who put the wool here does not know the specific situation.

There are no cracks, no locks, no ringworm, no pine flowers, only beautiful white pythons, only white skin, this piece of wool seems to be made of snow.

No one knows what this piece of wool will look like when it is opened. This piece of wool was put in the basement only because of its strange appearance and the identity of the person who sent it.

I hope this piece of wool can have a good result in the end.

The man looked at the white piece of wool and was overwhelmed for a moment: "This piece of wool is seven thousand."

"Including the original selection, how much is the total?" Mo Fan felt that the man's words were not enough,

The man found that Mo Fan quickly realized the meaning of his words, and he paused slightly in surprise: "Eight thousand. After transporting this piece of wool up, he has seen all the woolen fabrics before paying the bill."

As the man said, he pressed his finger on the position of the armrest of the wheelchair. On the wall facing Mo Fan and facing away from the man, a door in the same shape as the outside suddenly appeared, painted like the surrounding The color door was opened in front of Mo Fan, and a man walked in.

"The other wool has been gathered outside." The man stood behind the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair outside.

I see.Mo Fan understands, it's not that no one has been interested in men, I'm afraid that all those who have been interested in men are afraid to see men anymore.

The outside that the man said is inside the fence. The house did not occupy a little extra space, probably because there is always wool pressing on it. The place that should be full of weeds is unexpectedly clean, but here There is also no electricity, and a dozen red lanterns hanging around are the only light source here.

At this time, in this open space, a total of five pieces of woolen material were stacked neatly. Looking in the direction of Mo Fan and the others, the closest piece of woolen material was the white woolen material, followed by the four pieces he valued in front. The pieces of wool are arranged in an unknown order.

Mo Fan stepped forward, skipped over the white piece of wool, and then squatted in front of the other four pieces of wool he was looking forward to under the light of a dozen red lanterns around him, looking over one by one.

There is no problem.After reading it, Mo Fan stood up very simply, nodded, and had no doubts about the paper that suddenly appeared on the wool.

Those papers clearly recorded the size of the wool, the location, the delivery time and the price accurate to the minute. It is definitely not something that one person can finish casually in a little more than a quarter of an hour.

But Mo Fan is not interested in how many people are here.

"We refer to supporting cash transactions here." Seeing Mo Fan standing up, the man in the wheelchair added very appropriately.

Mo Fan opened the bag that he had been carrying all the time, took out a "brick" wrapped in old newspaper and handed it to the man.Before Mo Yi came here, he had already told him about the eccentricities here, so he, who never liked to carry too much cash with him, directly took out 1 yuan from the bank and brought it with him.

"Thank you for your patronage." The man opened the old newspaper, counted the money in it, and then took out two stacks and returned it to Mo Fan. This is the two thousand he should have given him: "Someone will help you deliver the wool to our front of the Town God's Temple." place, but when it comes to the facade, we don’t care anymore.”

"Okay." Mo Fan never thought that these people would help him move the wool to his home, even if they would, Mo Fan would not agree.

"The door is over there, go out by yourself." The man pointed to a place that looked quite corner, and then nodded to the man who entered later, motioning for him to push the wheelchair for him.

Mo Fan and the others watched the two men reopen the door, and then disappeared in front of them one after the other.For a while, there were only three of them left in the place covered with red lanterns and placed in a few pieces of wool.

"Brother, are we going to take out these woolen materials?" Mo Qingyun was puzzled.

"No need." Mo Fan shook his head, lifted his legs and walked in the direction the man pointed at that time.Although the people here seem rather indifferent, he believes that they can still achieve the most basic credibility.

Walking towards the place pointed out by the man, Mo Fan found a small door at the end.This small door is very similar in style to the door seen earlier, hidden, short, but of appropriate width.Pushing open the door and going out, the man who led them was already waiting outside, still holding the red lantern in his hand, looking at them with indescribable amusement in his eyes.

"You finally came out. I thought I would have to wait until dawn to see your trembling figures." The man's mouth was very poisonous.

Mo Fan ignored the man's words. He turned his head and looked at the place that was completely covered by the high wall, but there was a feeling of emptiness in his heart that seemed to be regretful.

Mo Fan didn't know how this feeling came about, but it did exist.

Just taking a look, Mo Fan withdrew his gaze. At this time, Mo Yi and Mo Qingyun had also come out, and the four gathered together, ready to wait for the man to lead them the way.

"When will the raw materials arrive?" Just as the man was about to pick up the red lantern and move forward, Mo Fan spoke calmly, and his quiet voice was very eye-catching in a quiet area.

"When we arrive, you will naturally see your wool. You are a smart person, so don't do stupid things at the last moment." The man pointed the way with a red lantern, and everything was nothing like when he came different.

When Mo Fan and the others set foot on the bustling Town God's Temple again, it felt like a world away, as if the man who led them with a red lantern was really the legendary and illusory road to the underworld, but they didn't know it. Is the place they went to their past life, future life, or just a dream?

However, these are just Mo Fan and the others' dazed moment after seeing the hustle and bustle of the Town God's Temple. Returning from an absolutely quiet place to the flashy and noisy world, even if the time is short, there will always be a process of discomfort.But for Mo Fan and the others, their hearts reduced this time to a moment of less than a second.

They are extremely sober about what they have just done, and they completely believe in what they have done.So that kind of exclamation will only appear for a very short moment, and then disappear without a trace.

They are all too realistic people tempered by reality!

"Okay, we're here." When the shop was about 100 meters away, the man who had been silent all the way suddenly spoke.

Mo Fan, Mo Yi, and Mo Qingyun, who were walking behind the man, could already clearly see a total of five pieces of wool piled up at the door of the shop, and one of the white pieces stood out against the background of the surrounding dark wool. bright.

"Which family's wool is this? I want that white one." Before Mo Fan and the others walked in, a woman in a red leather jacket stood in front of their wool, and she yelled at their wool. Que words.

"This is the wool that our customer has already bought. If you want it, you must discuss it with our customer." The man hung the red lantern in his hand on the gate again, then stood aside and yawned.

"It's you? Didn't I tell you that I'll come at night, let me see the goods you buy first? You let others see it and don't say it, but... do you abide by the business rules? Forget it, 1 yuan Is it enough? If it’s not that this score doesn’t follow the rules, would I need it?” The woman was obviously a woman who didn’t know the rules of the stone gambling world, didn’t know much about the rules in the Town God’s Temple, and was from a fairly good family. She drew out a dozen checks, drew a few strokes on the top with a pen, then threw the check to Mo Yi, and then prepared to ask the bodyguard standing behind her to carry the piece of wool.

"I never said I would wait for you." The man is very bachelor.

"I never said I would sell it." Mo Fan stood aside, without any discernible emotion in his voice.

The woman looked at Mo Fan and saw that he was wearing cheap public goods, and there was nothing on his body that could indicate his noble status, so she immediately raised her chin. She was just a small citizen who depended on their family for a living: "Money, I have given it to you, and I must take it away."

Mo Fan took the check that Mo Yi handed him, stepped forward and put it on the female bodyguard: "1 yuan, the difference is too much."

"You..." The woman's finger pointed at Mo Fan: "I don't think you've ever seen how much 1 yuan is in your life. It's just a piece of wool you just bought. You'd better be smart. If it wasn't for these people who broke the agreement , whether you can get this piece of wool or not is up to you.”

Mo Fan looked at the woman's hairy appearance before saying a few words, and didn't know whether to say that the girl was too well protected by her family, or that the so-called upper class people died because they didn't understand three generations more and more. What it means: "I will spread the news when this piece of wool is cutting stones. If you like this piece of wool, come here when I am cutting stones."

Mo Fan knew he didn't have the ability to fight this woman