The person who died should be a respected old man in the village. The procession of people wearing sackcloth and mourning was very long, and the whole village could hear the loud gongs and drums clearly. But the strange thing was that it was not until the procession got so close that Qiu Han suddenly heard

Hearing the sound, the team walked along the road in the village towards the mountain. Seeing the fleeing figure of the house salesman Lan Ke'er, Qiu Han smiled slightly. Since the decision had been made, there was no need to regret it.

As soon as Qiuhan's tricycle turned out of the village, Santana followed him again. Because he paid for the house directly through an intermediary, he probably wouldn't have a chance to proceed with the transaction this time.

After sitting quietly at the door of the room and listening to the ancient chatter for an hour, Qiu Han packed up his grocery stall and arrived at the Chengxi Night Market. He watched Qiu Han quietly get off the Santana after setting up his stall.

leave.

Seeing Santana leaving, Qiu Han left the stall and came to the intersection to watch Santana leave from a distance. As Qiu Han expected, Santana stopped at a nearby car repair shop - Guan Hu's base camp without driving far.

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A fierce glint flashed in Qiu Han's eyes, and then he returned to the stall as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Brother Mengmeng had arrived, but Qiu Han found that Brother Mengmeng's mood seemed to be low, which was completely different from the previous Brother Mengmeng. Moreover, Qiu Han saw that his face was a little pale under the dim streetlight.

"Brother, are you okay?" Qiu Han asked with concern.

"It's okay, I have a little cold." Meng Meng replied with a forced smile.

"Oh, then drink more water."

Seeing that Brother Meng had no desire to talk, Qiu Han turned on his computer and registered to enter the "Guwen app". According to what Gu told Qiu Han, he contacted the administrator Awen, and soon Awen sent him an invitation code through a text message on the site.

and a fixed IP.

"Guwen App" is a large-scale underground antique trading platform. The website is very beautifully made. Even if it is late at night, the message carousel platform is still constantly scrolling with real-time information. Various purchase, transaction, and discussion information are displayed throughout the web page.

The website is constantly changing. It’s not like Qiu Han has never studied antique trading platforms before, but this is the first time he has encountered such a popular platform with such a huge amount of information.

After getting acquainted with each other, Qiu Han suddenly discovered that the username of his fixed IP was actually "ancient apprentice". Qiu Han was a little dumbfounded. When did he become an ancient apprentice? Did he give himself the wrong fixed IP? Although the "ancient apprentice" four

A big character is definitely a very loud sign, but Qiu Han is not willing to act under someone else's name.

After contacting Awen, Awen unexpectedly told Qiuhan, "This is an ancient instruction."

"Ancient disciple?" Qiu Han couldn't help but ponder, but was quickly attracted by a piece of information.

"I want to buy a jade ring from the Qing Dynasty. The material is excellent, the condition is good, and the price is moderate." Seeing this message signed by Lao Jiu of L City, Qiu Han quickly clicked on it.

Qiu Han holds a large number of jade rings in his hands. Without sales channels, these antiques are just a bunch of worthless things in his hands.

"A green and white jade ring from the Qing Dynasty, perfect condition, fair price, 20% off 10,000 yuan, priced at 8,000 yuan."

"Ancient apprentice? Is it your own IP? If so, just get the goods without looking at the picture." A large number of messages came back almost instantly.

Seeing the other party's reply, Qiu Han realized his recklessness, but obviously the powerful IP name had an effect beyond Qiu Han's imagination, "There is a grocery stall at the east end of Chengxi Night Market in L City. Delivery is at nine o'clock in the evening. Cash

.”

"Are you sure you are the ancient disciple?" The other party was silent for a while and asked again.

"Well, that's right." Qiu Han hesitated and said.

"Okay, no problem."

It was so simple to confirm the completion of a transaction, Qiu Han couldn't help but sigh at the power of the ancient text app.

Another message crossed the carousel message to attract Qiu Han's attention: "I want to buy a white jade pendant with a chi pattern from the Ming Dynasty, followed by a series of requests."

"Be careful and make the ship last forever." Qiu Han deeply understood the principle of not exposing wealth. Thinking of this, Qiu Han withdrew his hand from clicking.

Looking at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening. There were fewer and fewer people shopping. Glancing at Brother Meng next to him, Qiu Han said, "Brother, I'm going to the toilet. You can help me look after the stall."

"Big ones and small ones." Meng Meng shouted at Qiu Han's back.

"Big, but fast."

"One and a half minutes." Qiu Han came to the auto repair shop from his stall, carefully avoiding the several monitors outside and sneaking into the auto repair shop quietly.

Hiding in the corner, Qiu Han observed the situation inside the room: the small room was filled with smoke and smoke, and Guan Hu and two others were watching TV.

After observing for a minute, Qiu Han took out a sharp fruit knife that could be bought at the night market and stabbed the tire of a car. With a "bang" sound, the tire was violently punctured.

"Damn, what's that noise? Go out and take a look." Guan Hu pointed at one of the people and said.

"Mouse, come with me." After a moment of hesitation, the man chosen by Guan Hu shouted to the other man.

"Coward, hurry up." The other person who was pulled into the water said obviously unhappy.

The two of them walked out of the room one after another, wandered around the dark yard, and then stopped next to the punctured car tires to discuss.

"One minute." Qiu Han quickly dodged into the room, and before Guan Hu could react, he covered Guan Hu's mouth with his left hand. A mouthful of smoke that he had not yet spit out was forcefully slapped back into his mouth.

Then Qiu Han's left hand followed Lianquan, Tiantu, and Chengjian and pressed hard several times. At the same time, he grabbed Guan Hu's right hand with his right hand, closed his fingers on the inside, and pressed three times quickly counterclockwise in front of his heart. This set of movements

After finishing, Guan Hu, who was still struggling violently at the beginning, was already lying on the ground helplessly. After taking out the mobile phone on Guan Hu's body and quickly browsing the call records, Qiu Han stepped away without hesitation.

"One minute and a half." He threw the transparent gloves into the trash can and Qiu Han returned to his stall with a relieved look on his face.

The smoke in Guan Hu's mouth quickly enters the body from the mouth under the stimulation of several major acupuncture points that are responsible for swallowing. With the stimulation of Neiguan acupoints and other acupoints, the heart activity intensifies, and harmful substances such as nicotine and carbon monoxide in the smoke cause coronary heart disease.

Arterial spasm, as the force on Qiu Han's fingers continued to increase, myocardial hypoxia, myocardial electrical instability, and the emergence of ventricular fibrillation and arterial thrombosis. When the other two people entered the room again a minute later, Guan Hu had already

Symptoms of chest pain, difficulty breathing, and pale face appeared. It was not until Guan Hu fell into convulsions and his pupils began to become incontinent that they realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly called the emergency number. However, when Guan Hu waited for the ambulance to arrive, Guan Hu

All signs of life have long been lost.

"Brother, thank you." Qiu Han returned to the stall and said with a smile on his face.

"Well, you're welcome."
Chapter completed!