Chapter 31 Strange Black Fan

The shopkeeper said strangely, "What's wrong?"

Yan Hao pointed to the black gold heavy bone fan on the table and said, "How much is this fan?"

The shopkeeper thought Yan Hao wanted to buy it and quickly said, "Mr. Yan likes it. Just take it. Let's make amends for disturbing Mr. Yan for so much time in today's shop.

This shopkeeper is also good at doing business. He wants to climb up the big tree Yanhao by using such a fan. After that, with the support of the Yan family, he was still afraid of any master coming to his store to cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, Yanhao shook his head and said, "This fan was originally a good fan, but unfortunately it was stained by the little man." When Yan Hao said this, he pointed to Feng Hengqiu, which made Feng Hengqiu so angry that seven steals almost emitted smoke.

Yan Hao said again, "But today, the shopkeeper has delayed you so much time, and I can't let you suffer. In this way, you'd better sell this black gold heavy bone fan to him. Tell me the price."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed. He didn't expect that a Yan family like Yan Hao would be so friendly, but he was usually quite upright in business and said the truth: "To tell you, Mr. Yan, this black gold heavy bone fan, the price of this small shop is 800 yuan."

Yan Hao thought for a moment and said, "Well, you can charge him a thousand. The remaining two hundred should be regarded as the decoction for this little brother. Yan Hao unconsciously brought his style of dealing with him as a black boss.

Feng Hengqiu was miserably beaten by Yan Hao today. It's a small matter. The problem is that he lost face. It was thought that he pretended to be the young master of the Yan family. How ashamed he would be if this spread out. In fact, he is unlucky. In Bingzhou City, there are not many people who don't know him. He is a regular customer in brothels, casinos, restaurants and other places. However, he came in for the first time today. However, I just met Yan Hao.

When Feng Hengqiu heard that Yanhao gave him 200 more, he was not willing to do so. He also planned to risk his life and fight hard to be beaten. He also wanted to scold him happily and happily, and then found it back later. But before he could speak, Yan Hao had already arrived at him. Yan Hao slowly squatted down, pinched his shoulder, and whispered, "If you dare to say half a word, I will crush your shoulder. I promise that Master Jiu will never be cured."

Feng Hengqiu said angrily, "How dare you?"

Yan Hao smiled and said, "You can have a try."

I really didn't dare to try this, so I had to scold Yan Hao over and over again in my heart.

In the end, Feng Hengqiu could only take out 1,000 yuan and buy the black gold heavy bone fan. This made him feel a pain, but it took him a lot of effort to get it from his aunt.

Feng Hengqiu's eyes were full of resentment, and it seemed that he wanted to swallow Yan Hao alive.

Yan Hao said angrily, "What else are you looking at? I won't investigate you for impersonating my young master of the Yan family today. I've been particularly grateful to you. Why don't you get out of here?

Feng Hengqiu walked out of this hundred soldiers with humiliation, and tears almost flowed out. So much so that he didn't even look at the bustle of the Baibingzhai lobby.

As soon as he came out of Bai Bingzhai, he slapped two families one by one: "You two are so bold. I just asked you how dare not to say anything."

The two families immediately said, "It's not that they don't say it, they can't say it."

Two families said this and found that they could say it again. It turned out that I don't know when Yan Hao untied their acupuncture points again.

Feng Hengqiu was even more angry and slapped the two: "How dare you say you can't say it."

The two families were really aggrieved. Feng Hengqiu vented his anger on Yan Hao on both of them.

However, these two people usually follow the wind and do a lot of good things. Now it's also retribution.

After a long time, he stopped. But the hatred for Yan Hao in his heart became more and more fierce. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Hao, wait for me. I will never forget it like this. One day, I will let you kneel in front of me and beg me for mercy.

After Yan Hao drove Feng Hengqiu out, he took Xiaorui and the shopkeeper out of the VIP room.

At this time, there was a cold man in his thirties sitting there in the customer's rest area in the lobby. The man drank tea with a cold face and ignored what the clerk was saying.

There is a dark ordinary fan on the tea table in front of him. Several guards stood beside him, just covering their chest and stomach, looking at the big man's eyes, which were both angry and scared. I think these people should be Zhao Hu and others in the mouth of the shopkeeper.

Yan Hao first looked at the big man and saw that although the man had a cold face, he looked upright and did not look like a person who committed extortion. And this person actually has the triple cultivation of Tianyuan. Such cultivation is completely a first-class master in the world, and Du Huaishan, the third elder of the Yan family, is only a triple. If Yan Hao fights with this big man without using the nine-level buoyancy and hidden spirit, he will fight at most. If this big man really wants to blackmail, he won't just need the amount of 500 yuan.

After Yan Hao felt a little strange in his heart, he turned his eyes to the fan in front of the big man. At first glance, it was indeed an ordinary fan, and it was dark and inconspicuous, especially there was a lot of wear on the skeleton. No wonder the man said it was a rag.

Yan Hao glanced over and didn't find anything surprising. But when he penetrated into a trace of magic, he was shocked. His mind was like a mud cow entering the sea. As soon as he penetrated in, he immediately broke off contact with him. This made Yan Hao's face slightly pale. Although it was only a very small thought, it was also separated from Yan Hao's spirit.

Yan Hao immediately knew that this fan was not ordinary. You should know that Yan Hao's divine thoughts are completely different from those of ordinary monks. Yan Hao practiced the initial formula. Yan Hao has not figured out the level of this mental method now, but he knows that it is extremely powerful. There is a super insight in his mind, coupled with his hidden spirit, which is not only a natural treasure search assistant, but also dozens or hundreds of times stronger than the mind of monks of the same level.

Presumably, the big man also found this, but he didn't study it, so he wanted to sell it. In this way, the big man only sold 500 yuan, but he was not a fool, but he was a sincere person.

Yan Hao immediately became interested and took a quick step. He came to the big man and hugged his fist and said, "This brother, please."

The big man still looks cold: "What's the matter?"

Yan Hao was not annoyed: "I heard that Brother Ren is selling blades here. Let's take a look."

Seeing that the clerks and shopkeepers in the store were led by Yan Hao, he thought that Yan Hao was the helper invited by Bai Bingzhai to help box. When he heard the words, he pointed to Zhao Hu and others, "Although you are better than them, you are not my opponent. I don't want to hurt you. Go away. Besides, I only sold this fan for two hours. If I still don't want to buy it, I won't force it.

The guy on the side whispered, "You said you only sold for two hours. Who knows if it's true." Seeing that the big man looked at him, he hurriedly closed his mouth.

Seeing the man's misunderstanding, Yan Hao couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother, I misunderstood. I'm just interested in your fan, which has nothing to do with this Bai Bingzhai."

The big man's expression moved. He looked at Yan Hao and said, "Do you want to buy it?"

Yan Hao nodded: "Yes. I heard that Brother Ren offered 500 yuan.

The big man said motionless, "Yes, it's 500 yuan, and it won't be sold less than one yuan."

Yan Hao had the intention to make friends with this person and said, "I'll pay 600 yuan to buy this fan." With that, he immediately took out 600 yuan from his body.

As soon as Yan Hao said this, the shopkeeper and clerk of Bai Bingzhai were stunned. The shopkeeper said, "Mr. Yan, with the vision of the villain for many years, this fan is less than this number."

Yan Hao waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter."

Seeing that the buyers said so, the shopkeeper stopped talking. In his heart, he decided that Yan Hao wanted to attract this big man.

The big man did not pick up the yuan in Yan Hao's hand, but asked, "Are you the son of the Yan family?"

Yan Hao didn't hide it from this big man: "It's not to hide it, brother. I'm from the Yan family, but I'm not a prince. I'm just a disciple of the Yan family now.

Now, the shopkeeper and clerk of Baibingzhai were even more stunned. After a long time, the shopkeeper carefully asked, "You just said you were not the son of the Yan family?"

Yan Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I just played a joke with the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper has seen sweat on his head: "So that Mr. Feng just now?"

Yan Hao said, "He is indeed the young master of the Yan family."

The shopkeeper was black in front of him and almost fell down. Fortunately, he was held by a clerk beside him. At this time, he was angry and afraid, but just now Feng Hengqiu was indeed abominable. Yan Hao also helped him come forward. He could not blame him too much, but said with a bitter face, "You have made me miserable. After offending the young master of the Yan family, the next hundred soldiers are finished.

Yan Hao smiled proudly and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here. What if he doesn't dare to take your store?

People's self-confidence is contagious. When the shopkeeper saw Yan Hao saying so confidently, he couldn't help but believe it. However, he was a little puzzled that Yan Hao, a little disciple of the Yan family, had only Renyuan's triple cultivation, how could he be so confident? However, Mr. Feng was very afraid of Yan Hao just now, but it may be true.

At this time, Yan Hao said to the big man, "Now you know that I'm not the son of the Yan family, but I'm willing to sell this fan to me."

A trace of appreciation flashed in the big man's eyes: "I like your honesty very much." After a pause, he said, "I just asked you about your identity, just because the Yan family is a big family. I thought you could know the origin of this fan. If you can know the origin of this fan and tell me how to use its name, I would like to give you this fan for free.

Yan Hao shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know him. I just felt that this fan was quite extraordinary, so I wanted to buy him.

The big man looked into Yan Hao's eyes and saw that Yan Hao's eyes were full of honesty. He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll sell it to you." With that, he took 500 yuan from Yan Hao's hand: "My Mo Xuan said that he would sell 500 yuan, but only 500 yuan. One yuan less will not be sold, and one more yuan will not be sold. After saying that, he left without looking back.

Yan Hao has been seeing the self-proclaimed Mo Xuan man enter the crowd and disappear. Then he came to his senses and a smile appeared on his face: "This man is interesting."

When the clerk beside him heard Yan Hao's words, he also came to his senses and said to himself, "What a funny thing, I think he is stupid. Six hundred is not sold, but five hundred."

Yan Hao greeted Xiaorui and wanted to leave with the fan that already belonged to him. But as soon as his hand touched the black fan, the vitality in his body fluctuated violently, and the initial formula of one yuan ran wildly again. Yan Hao only felt a cold and piercing feeling, extending from the fan to his arm.

Yan Hao was shocked and immediately ran the initial formula to his arm, and the piercing feeling disappeared.

Yan Hao quickly loosened the fan, but there was a cold sweat on his face.

The shopkeeper on the side was shocked as soon as he saw Yan Hao touching the fan, and then a layer of fine sweat appeared on his face. I couldn't help but be curious about this fan.

He stretched out his hand curiously to see what was extraordinary about the fan. When Yan Hao wanted to stop him, it was too late.