I have a piece of land in my hand

Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, Chen Fan played with the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, slightly distracted.

The jade pendant was found from Zhou Yan. Chen Fan didn't expect Zhou Yan to be so confident, with a treasure worth hundreds of millions in his arms, he dared to attack and kill Kumazhi himself.

"Do you want to absorb it?"

Chen Fan frowned and whispered in his heart.

This dragon-shaped jade Perry contains great life energy, which is the so-called'spiritual energy', which is roughly estimated to be enough for a master-level martial artist to directly promote to the realm of innate grandmaster!

However, the shape of the jade pendant is a bit weird, it seems that the other half is missing, which is why Chen Fan has not absorbed it for a long time.

If the jade pendant was really from the hand of the legendary celestial master Zhang Daoling a thousand years ago, I am afraid that there should be another mystery.

"Falling the dragon to the tiger, is there still a tiger-shaped jade pendant?"

Chen Fan carefully looked at the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, rubbed the slightly rough back of it with his index finger, his eyes narrowed.

The place where his fingertips touched is not as smooth as the rest of the jade pendant.It seems to come from an apprentice who is not skilled enough, and the polish is not round enough.

However, with Chen Fan's current eyesight, he could see the dense rune patterns on it at a glance.

The runes intertwined and gathered in a place the size of a thumb, emitting slight spiritual power fluctuations.

This method, which is somewhat similar to the blind eye method, just conceals the majestic energy inside the jade pendant, making most of it restrained and only a small part of it overflowing.

Therefore, the appraiser at the auction house will be auctioned off as a jade with a special historical background.

If the people at the auction house know in advance that the jade pendant contains aura that can be used by the master to break through the realm, I am afraid the price can rise to an astronomical figure!

Even if you don't get the banner of the heavenly master Zhang Daoling, you can still sell at sky-high prices.

Chen Fan now has a lot of doubts. He really wants to know, who is the mysterious senior who sent the jade pendant for auction?

Didn’t find the secret in the jade pendant?Or is there another picture?

With the insight of the two-star combat power, he can see through the energy fluctuations in the jade pendant at a glance. Maybe people who are stronger than the innate master should be able to?

Chen Fan is not a little white who doesn't know anything. How to say he is also a regular college graduate. He has been in the society for a period of time, habitually taking one step and three steps.

He felt that this dragon-shaped jade pendant was definitely not as simple as he imagined, and perhaps it might hide some secrets.

......

The night is getting cooler and the flowers fall into frost.

In the golden autumn, Jinling under the moonlight is full of fireworks.

After a busy day, people gathered together in twos and threes, strolling on the side of the road, or looking for an open-air restaurant, ordering a beer, a famous local sauced duck, and relaxing the tired body and mind.

"Are you hungry?"

Inside the car, Chen Fan looked at the alleys outside the window and suddenly asked.

"Um...Mr. Chen, are you hungry?"

Wang Dalong was a little overwhelmed by Chen Fan's abrupt opening, and said repeatedly: "It takes only ten minutes to get to my house here. I have already contacted my home and asked the chef to prepare the dinner."

"Then go."

Chen Fan gave a hum, and withdrew his gaze slightly, and stopped looking at the dazzling array of snacks in the alley.

Just now he was just thinking about it suddenly, intending to taste the flavor food of Jinling, but now it seems that it is not the time, let's go to the Wang family first.

Wang Dalong put away his usual dull temperament, drove the car very steadily, and slowly moved towards home.

But just as the front of the Mercedes-Benz car crossed the zebra crossing, a woman on the sidewalk next to her suddenly leaned forward and slammed into it.

"Fuck!"

Wang Dalong was startled, slammed on the brakes, and then opened the door angrily and got out of the car, wanting to find someone to reason.

The zebra crossing is obviously a red light, and pedestrians are not allowed to pass. As a result, some people dare to cross. I really want to know how long this person's mind is!

"Hey! Wake up! Don't pretend to be dizzy!" Wang Dalong glanced at the woman on the ground and snorted coldly: "Don't touch the porcelain set for me, it won't work for me to leave it!"

Shouted, and found no movement, Wang Dalong was about to reach out and push the woman's shoulder, when he heard someone yelling next to him: "I hit someone! I killed someone!"

Wow~

The crowd dispersed, not daring to approach Wang Dalong, as if afraid of trouble.

There are cowardly people who have sped up their pace to leave, and there are good people who take out their phones to shoot videos.

"Shao Te nonsense! I didn't hit her at all!"

With a fierce temper, Wang Dalong identified the most popular middle-aged uncle in the crowd, pulled the collar of the other person, and cursed in a cold voice: "You're the one with that woman, right?"

"Penci dare to touch my head, you don't even ask who the little master is!"

"You...do you still dare to hurt others?!" The middle-aged uncle was lowered by Wang Dalong's five-strong aura, but soon, he thought of a countermeasure and shouted.

"Come on! The rich second generation is beating!"

"I want to hit someone after hitting someone! The rich second generation is lawless! There is no reason for it!"

As he shouted so loudly, not only the crowds on the sidewalk gathered here, but the pedestrians walking around also cast their eyes on them.

There are even a few college students who are eating barbecue, taking advantage of their drinking, roll up their sleeves to fight the injustice.

Click!

The door of the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz opened, and Chen Fan and Ku Mozhi walked down.

"Mr. Chen..."

When Wang Dalong saw Chen Fan get off the car in person, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, he quickly promised: "You go back and sit in the car first, and I will take care of the matter immediately!"

With that, Wang Dalong wanted to take out his cell phone to make a call.

"No need to."

Chen Fan waved his hand, stepped to the front of the car, and looked at the woman lying on the ground.

To be precise, it was a girl.

She wore very plain, a pair of wrinkled jeans and a seven-pointed old coat. His hair was slightly greasy. It seemed that he hadn't taken care of it for a long time.

But the face half-hidden under the black hair is very delicate, a beautiful beauty.

"Is your family anxious to spend money?"

Chen Fan squatted beside the girl and asked in a low voice.

The girl's eyelashes trembled unnoticeably, and Chen Fan keenly caught it.

He then asked: "If you are threatened by that middle-aged man, you can blink your eyes and I might be able to help you."

After half a minute, Chen Fan stood up, his face calmly walked towards the middle-aged uncle who was still confronting Wang Dalong, and asked aloud: "Who are you that girl?"

"I, I'm her uncle!"

The middle-aged uncle saw that Wang Dalong treated Chen Fan respectfully, and felt that this person should be the righteous, so he pointed to Chen Fan and said coldly: "You hit my niece, you are responsible!"

"Oh? Do you want to be public or private?" Chen Fan continued to ask.

The middle-aged uncle was stunned.

Why is the fat sheep so good today?

"Then it's private...you have to compensate the doctor..."

When the middle-aged uncle was about to list a huge compensation bill for the few people in front of him, Chen Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed it on his head, and pushed it toward the bumper of the Mercedes-Benz.