Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 228 Good!It's not just that we didn't get the spell
A host with snow-white hair but combed meticulously is conducting an auction.He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a monocle, full of gentlemanly flavor.

What is being auctioned now is an oil painting.

No matter the lines or the colors of this oil painting, they are all excellent, quite solid, and have a profound artistic conception.

The presenter appreciates the painting, but it has a very huge flaw.

—The painter is not dead yet.

Therefore, this painting cannot be sold at a high price.

"Five hundred yuan once!"

"Five hundred yuan twice!"

Snapped!
The price was in line with the expectations of the host. He tapped the hammer and said, "Sell for [-] yuan." The staff next to him lifted an oil painting down.

Immediately afterwards, another auction item was brought up.

"The one below is a porcelain lamp inlaid with a mouse pattern. It comes from the 40s and has a long history. Although it looks a bit old, it can still be used now, which is unusual."

The host raised the porcelain lamp slightly so that the audience could see it better: "Anyone bid?"

"I'll offer one hundred yuan."

Soon, someone in the audience raised his hand. It was a middle-aged man with a big nose and black hair.

——Jackie Chan.

The host asked, "Anyone else bid?"

"two hundred!"

A heavy voice came.

Several people appeared at the entrance of the auction house. The most eye-catching one was a big man, wearing overalls, with a fat body, like a pile of meat.

Where there are spells and Jackie Chan, the foursome of the Mafia are naturally indispensable.

These four people are Ah Fen who wears a big gold necklace and has red hair and eyebrows.

Zhou with yellow eyes, black coat, and slightly short stature.

Rasu with a bandage on his nose and green skin.

And Walloon's most proud subordinate, but later became the second and fifth boy Tru.

"Great, does anyone have a higher price?"

"Two hundred and five!"

"three hundred."

"Three hundred and five."

"Four hundred!"

"Seven hundred."

"I give one thousand (vibration sound)"

"I pay two thousand (super loud)"

Jackie Chan and the Mafia began to compete, and prices continued to rise.

But it is a pity that Walloon did not give enough funds for the activities of the Mafia's subordinates, so that they could not continue to raise prices.

"2000 yuan once, 2000 yuan twice." The host was also very happy. After all, it was just a dilapidated porcelain lamp, and it was a good thing that it didn't pass the auction.

He was about to hit the hammer, but when the hammer was finalized, another thick voice sounded, which scared the host's monocle away.

"I will offer 5000 yuan!"

At some point in the auction house, there was another person, a red-haired muscular man, with his hands folded over his chest, looking cool and cool.

"It's him." Jackie Chan spotted the red-haired muscular man, and immediately raised his hand and said, "6000 yuan."

"1 yuan."

"Ten thousand and eleven thousand yuan."

"2 yuan."

The price soared instantly, far exceeding Jackie Chan's expectations. He touched his wallet, opened it, and showed a bright smile: "Sir, do you accept commemorative stamps? They are very valuable."

The host glanced at him and didn't pay attention: "One time for 2 yuan, two times for 2 yuan, three times for 2 yuan, it's..."

Before he finished speaking, Jackie Chan made a 360° turn in the air, jumped down, and appeared in front of the host in an instant, hugged the porcelain lamp and ran away, not forgetting to say: "I'm sorry, I will mail the check to you." For you."

Only the host was left shouting: Where is the security guard, where is the security guard?

boom!
Just as Jackie Chan stepped out of the gate, he bumped into a mass of elastic flesh.

"Jackie Chan, give it to me." It turned out that the door was blocked by the gangsters.

Tru opened a big hand and grabbed Jackie Chan.

"Let us entertain you well."

Lasu and the other three took out the newly purchased weaponry, an electronic sword.

Soon, several people fought together.

"Eagle spreads its wings!"

A moment later, there was a roar of anger, and a vigorous figure flew up into the air, kicked over, and kicked the huge, 480-pound Tohru into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the person came short, bent his five fingers into claws, and raised his right arm: "The mouse stole the cheese."

Jackie Chan shrank back, narrowly dodging the killing move, but with a light touch in his hand, the porcelain lamp had already been snatched away.

"This belongs to the thirteenth district." Jackie Chan wanted to come to grab the lamp again, and was slapped away by Xia Wuji again.

"Yeah~" Ah Fen held the electronic sword and slashed towards Xia Wuji with a strange cry.

"One finger of Lingxi!" Xia Wuji stretched out two fingers, clamped the electronic sword directly with two fingers, and then kicked it out with a flying kick: "Shenlong wagging its tail!"

Ah Fen was kicked flying and hit the wall.

He coughed twice violently, feeling as if his limbs were split open, and reluctantly picked up the electronic sword: "Could it be that I bought a pirated version? Why doesn't it work? It's impossible." He spoke like Xia Wuji. Clamp the sword body.

buzzing~
In a burst of lightning, Ah Fen foamed at the mouth and passed out.

They didn't buy fake and shoddy products, but they were quite strong.

Seeing that the visitor was so fierce that they were not even afraid of the electronic sword, Zhou and Ah Fen quickly hid the electronic sword behind their backs, took two steps back, and showed Xia Wuji a big smile.

"Hey bro, good evening, we're just passing by."

"Fen, the sun is very good today, how about we go to sunbathe?"

"Yeah."

These two unscrupulous guys hooked their shoulders and walked a few steps as if nothing had happened.

Then he trotted all the way, hid behind the door, exposed four eyes to watch the fight between Jackie Chan, Xia Wuji and others.

Fishing skill max.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Tru, who was kicked away by Tru, joined the battlefield again. He was running wildly, rushing towards Xia Wuji.The floor was vibrating constantly, and it was very worrying that the building might collapse at any time.

That's the power of heavyweights.

"Sweep the legs!"

"Rhino horn!"

Xia Wuji first swept his legs and swept Tohru over.Then he grabbed his chest with one hand and pushed hard.

So Trou flew out again, smashing a wall and crashing into a boat downstairs.

The boat was full of stinky fish.

"Tru hates fish."

Tru struggled to get up, and went to grab the porcelain lamp again.But on the other side, Xia Wuji had already got rid of Jackie Chan, and ran towards the abandoned building next to him.

Just like Xia Wuji's previous speculation, Jackie Chan is favored by righteousness, and it is very troublesome to defeat him, and there will often be unexpected situations that help him defeat his opponent.

Xia Wuji simply did not fight with him, and left directly using lightness kung fu.

But as soon as he stepped into this abandoned building, a gloomy atmosphere permeated.Groups of black shadows appeared on the ground, and out of them emerged dark shadow troops with bright red eyes.

The black shadow corps rushed forward, and Xia Wuji blasted several of them with one punch.

But there are too many of these shadow corps, they keep popping up in an endless stream.

What's more, Xia Wuji yelled every time he leveled a.He yelled a lot today, he was thirsty and his throat was not feeling well.

Let's fight fast!
"Earthquake Punch!"

Xia Wuji punched the building directly, and the shocking and destructive power of "Shipping Heaven" spread out.

The building, which had been abandoned for a long time, was instantly crumbling, and there was a trembling sound of "buzzing", and there were countless cracks from top to bottom.Amidst a loud bang, the tens of meters high building collapsed suddenly, and large pieces of rolling stones, bricks and tiles flowed in all directions like a torrent.

With a sound of "Boom", a figure rushed out from the ruins, with red hair flying like flames, the huge and fierce figure disappeared within a few jumps.

As for the Shadow Corps, all of them were buried in the ruins.

But they have the ability of immortality and can be summoned again by the Holy Lord at any time.

"Hey, brother. We didn't get the charm again this time, and we will be scolded by the boss."

"Unfortunately, just a little bit."

Lasu and Zhou let out a sigh of relief, very helpless.

Standing next to them, Jackie Chan couldn't help but said after hearing what they said, "Didn't you get the charms before? Why are you so sad?"

"Huh? It seems so." Lasu blinked.

"Well, yes, I've been used to it for a long time." Zhou helped his yellow glasses.Wearing these glasses, everything he sees is yellow.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time looked at Jackie Chan.

"By the way, Jackie Chan, you didn't get the spell this time either."

"The old goat will smack your head."

Zhou and Lasu's mood instantly brightened.

Although I didn't get the spell this time.

But it didn't fall into Jackie Chan's hands either.

This is a huge improvement, and it's time to ask the boss for more wages.

Since competing with Jackie Chan for the spell, the mentality of the members of this group of mafia has undergone a huge change unconsciously.

From "Alas, we didn't get the charm."

to "Oh, we didn't get the spell."

Now it's "Yeah! It's not just that we didn't get the charm."

This process may be called growth.

……

ps: From "Oh, the new book is here again."

To "Oh, the new book is here again."

And then to "Okay...not good! It turns out that only my book was thrown (crying jpg)."

Perhaps, it is also a kind of growth.

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