Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang looked towards Wang Weizi, his outfit made Fang Yang frowned unconsciously, especially the two words written on the sign behind him.

"Wang Mansion? This guy really dared to take a name." Fang Yang slandered in his heart. He couldn't look at the Wang Weizi in front of him.

Speaking of this Wang Weizi, the bronze mirror sold to the casino owner can be regarded as a complete reputation for him. Few people know about antiques, but many love them. A street vendor can sell at a high price, and after Fang Yang's reputation spread in Shilipu, this Wang Weizi can be said to have made a steady progress, earning a lot of money.

No, after only a long time, he has been able to open a shop on the opposite side of the time-honored He Shen Tang to play on the stage, this girl is simply rich.

Moreover, judging from Wang Weizi's face, the spring breeze's pride implies evil spirit, and the feng shui eye can even see that Wang Weizi is bound to suffer a great disaster recently.

Combining Feng Shui, Fang Yang came to a conclusion that the princes will have a destiny, and sitting in a well to watch the sky always harms himself!

"You can't control the word "Royal Palace". Golden silk and yellow robe is also incompatible with your fate. I advise you to remove the signboard, take off this outfit, buy a few shops, collect rent, and provide for the elderly. "Fang Yang reminded him out of kindness.

But when Wang Weizi heard this, the boss was unhappy in his heart. This is a period of rising career at my young age, you let me go back to retirement? Say I am not worthy of this palace and noble? Doesn't that mean I am poor?

I saw Wang Wanzi’s brilliant smile slowly receding, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the yin and yang said weirdly: "Boss Fang, I don’t like to hear what you say. I’m so kind to show you something baby, you say me like this , But I really don't know how to praise it."

Looking at Wang Weizi’s expressions and words, Fang Yang knew that Wang Weizi could not accept his kindness, and was not annoyed. He said directly: "I understand your kindness. Leave your baby to your guest. I am not you. Guest, there is still something to do, let’s go first."

After speaking, Fang Yang walked directly towards He Shentang, leaving Wang Weizi with a gloomy expression.

Fang Yang walked into Heshen Hall, and He Tian greeted him, and said, "Boss Fang, Wang Wanzi is very pitiful lately. Anyone who wants to come to my shop will be harassed by him. Acts are really disgusting for us."

He Tian is a short and chubby middle-aged man with fleshy cheeks and kind eyebrows. He looks very pleasing when he smiles, but the stray eyeballs make people see that he is a human being.

Fang Yang smiled lightly at Hetian's complaint, not wanting to spend more time on Wang Wanzi's body, and said directly: "And the shopkeeper, what about the baby to show me?"

Wang Wanzi stared wide-eyed and watched as he walked into Heshen Hall, then walked back to his shop with a sullen face, stood still under the palace plaque, raised his head and looked at the two lacquered and gold characters, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "I don't believe that without you Fang Yang, my Wang Weizi can't get along!"

"Royal Palace, this name is really domineering."

Wang Wanzi turned his head and looked at the vocalist, his face turned from cloudy to clear, and he exclaimed happily: "Oh, Mr. Jiang, I am looking forward to you!"

Shilipu is still so lively, a natural gathering of money formed by a pile of ancient relics, so that everyone who comes here has to save money and silver for notes.

Not surprisingly, Fang Yang spent 70 million in Heshentang and bought a set of Qin Dynasty court wine utensils. According to He Tian, ​​this is the funeral of Lu Buwei of the Qin Dynasty.

Fang Yang didn't want to study the origin. The key was that the aura contained in it already had the aura of a small piece of medium-grade spiritual stone.

Fang Yang, who came out of Heshen Hall, did not continue to sway, and drove directly to the hotel. This plunged into the room until dawn the next day.

In one night, the Qin Dynasty wine utensils that had been bought for 70 million yuan were completely useless. As for Fang Yang, although his cultivation was diligent, he was still far from a breakthrough.

"Compared with the same amount of aura, the aura of the top-grade Lingshi is really more than a star."

After practicing overnight, Fang Yang came to this conclusion. This is like changing from frugality to luxury is easy, and from extravagance to frugality is difficult!

After spending the night cross-legged, Fang Yang just got up to move his muscles and bones, and Fang Miaomiao suddenly called.

As soon as Fang Yanggang picked it up, he could hear how happy and excited Fang Miaomiao was from the breath from the receiver.

"Mengmeng came to the company and made up with me today!" Fang Miaomiao said excitedly.

Fang Yang was startled, thinking that this girl finally wanted to go away, and immediately laughed, and said, "This is really a happy ending."

Fang Miaomiao’s years of forbearance and sacrifice for Xu Meng’s father are still alive today. Fang Yang is happy for Fang Miaomiao from the bottom of his heart.

However, Fang Yang's happiness came quickly and went quickly.

The knocking on the door made Fang Yang see through perspective, and he saw Xu Meng appearing outside the door.

Subconsciously, Fang Yang thought of the text message Xu Meng had sent that day. The way Xu Meng was pulling his sleeves and waving his arms outside the door, made it clear that he was here to settle the accounts.

"Fang Yang, why aren't you talking?" Fang Yang couldn't help asking without responding for a long time.

Fang Yang smiled bitterly and said, "You are a Bodhisattva, and I am a Hades. It's time to go to hell."

After the conversation, Fang Yang said to the puzzled Fang Miaomiao Xu Meng came, and then hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Miaomiao held the phone in a daze, and finally laughed, muttering to himself: "Mengmeng has been holding back for so long, so it's time to vent."

Let's talk about Fang Yang. After squatting in front of the door and hesitating for a while, he opened the door reluctantly.

As soon as this door should be opened, Xu Meng's show fist slammed towards Fang Yang's chest. Fang Yang couldn't stop it, and took two sturdy blows, and screamed: "Ah! Dead! Dead!"

In the face of Fang Yang's exaggerated performance, Xu Meng didn't fight his anger and said with a sneer: "Deserve it! You big liar! I don't think I can teach you a lesson today!"

With that said, Xu Meng waved Xiuquan and punched Fang Yang again. Fang Yang knew that Xu Meng was venting, and his heart was bitter, neither was hiding, nor was it not hiding. He could only stretch out his hands to block it, and retreat step by step.

"I am also doing this for your own good! I have difficulties!" Fang Yang shouted for himself.

Xu Meng couldn't hear him, and approached Fang Yang step by step, punch after punch, plausible, and said: "I will let you, a big liar, lie to me again! Say it! You dare not dare anymore in the future! Dare!"

Fang Yang repeatedly said that he didn't dare, and Fang Yang, who felt he was about to retreat to the wall, turned a corner. But at this time, Xu Meng fisted together, and Fang Yang dodged, causing Xu Meng's fists to pounce empty, and immediately lost his center of gravity and fell forward.

Upon seeing this, a thought flashed in Fang Yang's mind. This girl was in anger. If he still made her fall, wouldn't he be able to fight him?

In a hurry, Fang Yang stretched out his hand to embrace Xu Meng's slender waist.

However, Fang Yang couldn't grasp the angle so well, so this hand was directly on the top of Xu Meng Shuangfeng.

"what!"

There was an exclamation, accompanied by Xu Meng's violent twisting, and Fang Yang, who realized that it was not good and confused, stepped on the air, and the two rolled directly to the ground.