The Reincarnated Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

Qin Haodong said: "I can return this piece of clothing to you temporarily, but the bronze head of the Chinese zodiac is only in exchange for the lives of you two. If you want these two pieces of clothing, you must exchange the treasures that satisfy me."

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I will definitely satisfy you."

Smith said that he put the clothes back on. He knew that this high-tech product was the foundation of their couple's life, and he was willing to change it back even if the family broke.

With these clothes, you can continue to steal them. If you don't have them, you will become a second-rate thief, and you might be beaten to death someday.

Qin Haodong said: "Remember, the things you give me don't necessarily have to be expensive, just forget about antiques and paintings. I want something that attracts my interest."

Smith nodded: "I know Mr. Qin, I will leave now."

The taste of heartbroken powder just three days left him with lingering fears, and now he didn't dare to waste a little time, and immediately disappeared into the night after saying hello.

Nalan Wushuang also put the suit on Cassia again.Then he took her back to the Li family villa.

Qin Haodong sealed Cassia's acupoint, then threw her on the sofa, and the two went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Smith was very efficient and returned to the Li's villa the next day near the evening.He sneaked into Qin Haodong's room secretly, still carrying a big bag in his hand.

Qin Haodong glanced at the bag and felt the fluctuation of the bronze head seal of the Chinese zodiac, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Not only did this guy own the bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, he was indeed the genuine one.

"Good efficiency!"

He complimented Smith.

Smith said: "Mr. Qin, should I give me the antidote?"

He raced against time along the way, fearing that Broken Heart San would happen again in three days.

Qin Haodong raised his hand and threw a small red pill into his hand. Smith quickly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Let me see what good things you brought."

He is indeed a little curious. In addition to the bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, the bag in Smith's hand has another strange energy fluctuation.

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

After taking the medicine, Smith felt that his body was much more relaxed. He opened the bag and took out a bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, which was a bull head.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a white book from the bag. After taking out the book, a strong breath of light filled the room.

Qin Haodong's eyes lit up. Although he hadn't figured out what it was, it was definitely a good thing.

He reached out and took the book in his hand, carefully observed it, but found that he could not open it anyway.

Smith said: "Mr. Qin, this book cannot be opened. We have already tried it."

Qin Haodong asked: "Where are you from?"

Smith said: "It was also stolen from a rich man's treasury, but this book is weird, it doesn't seem to be an antique at all, so we have been throwing it in the Curry and never sold it."

Then, he asked nervously: "Mr. Qin, are you satisfied with this thing? Can you change back to our two clothes?"

"can."

Qin Haodong agreed, although he didn't figure out what was going on with this book.But there is definitely an extremely powerful force sealed in it. If you can find a way to use it, you should not lose to that magic wand, or even higher than its level.

After speaking, he unlocked Cassia's acupuncture point and said: "You can go, remember not to steal from me in the future, unless you can take out another bronze head of the Chinese zodiac for life."

Smith said whisperedly: "Mr. Qin will definitely not. We are just thieves, not desperadoes."

After speaking, he took Cassia two people through the window and left the Li family villa.

After they left, Qin Haodong was no longer in the mood to study the book, put in the storage ring, and then opened the seal of the bull head of the Chinese zodiac, and took out the high-grade spirit stone from it.

He set up a defensive formation in the room. There are too many thieves who have been coming to harass the house these days, and there is a stealth leg hidden in the dark, so he has to be careful when breaking through.

Everything is ready.Nalan Wushuang was guarding him, holding the high-grade spirit stone in his palm, and once again attacked the Jin Dan late stage.

The Aoki Longevity Kung fu works, and the aura from the top-grade spirit stone is like encountering a vacuum cleaner.He was quickly sucked into Qin Haodong's body, constantly enriching and strengthening his true energy.

With the passage of time, the high-grade spirit stones became smaller and smaller, and eventually turned into a pile of fine powder.

Nalan Wushuang stared at Qin Haodong closely.Could it be that he failed again this time, and neither of the two high-grade spirit stones could make him break through?

But at this moment, Qin Haodong's aura suddenly rose, and the golden core in his dantian flourished.Like a crystal clear pearl, the volume is more than twice as large as before.

Late Jindan!

After consuming two high-grade spirit stones, he finally broke the bottleneck of the middle Jindan and entered the late Jindan.

Feel the strength in the body.Qin Haodong's expression of joy, as long as he doesn't meet the saint now, he is absolutely invincible in the realm of masters.

"Hao Dong, you succeeded?"

Nalan Wushuang asked in surprise.

"Successful. Go, let's celebrate."

Qin Haodong grabbed Nalan Wushuang and rushed into the bedroom again.

What they don't know is that at this time in the major forums of the underground world.The news of the failure of the Shadowless Thief and the Smiths successively went up.

Although everyone didn't know the specific process, they all marveled at the defensive ability of this Chinese man, which was almost comparable to the security of the Louvre. Even the two powerful men came home.

At this moment, he stretched out his legs and posted a post on the forum.Within 24 hours, he will get the Picasso manuscript in the hands of Huaxia, proving that he is the king of antique thieves.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was looking forward to the news of stealing his legs. I wonder if he can steal Picasso's paintings from Huaxia.

Just arrived at the airport.A large passenger plane landed slowly, but not many people walked off the plane. The leader was three old white men, followed by their servants and bodyguards. This was a private chartered plane, not an ordinary passenger plane.

After getting off the plane, Sir Owen was already waiting there. After seeing the three old men, he immediately went up and gave each one a hug."Old friends, you are welcome."

It turns out that these three people are his friends, Cantona, Gomps and Joseph, the most famous European collectors.

After the three greeted Sir Owen, they got into his car.Leaving the airport together.

After getting in the car, Cantona asked, "Sir Owen, does that Chinese man really have three Picasso manuscripts in his hands? Is this true or is God joking with us?"

Sir Owen said: "Old friend, this is really no joke. Mr. Qin is great. He does have many Picasso manuscripts in his hands. I was fortunate enough to exchange one, and it is now in my treasure room."

Gambos said: "Sir, Picasso's paintings are very rare these years. How come there are so many at once? Huaxia people have always been cunning. Are you sure about those paintings? Will there be any problems?"

Hearing him say this, Sir Owen’s smile disappeared, and he said solemnly: "Gombs, are you questioning my ability to identify antiques? Those paintings have passed Gerrard’s appraisal, Gerald’s Level, don’t you believe it either?"

Gumbos smiled wryly: "Sir, don't be angry, I just think it's a bit weird to have so many Picasso paintings all at once."

Sir Owen was clearly still angered and continued: "I can assure you that these paintings are absolutely true.

They have not only been recognized by Gerrard.Moreover, we successfully passed the carbon 14 inspection. As collectors, we cannot ask how Mr. Qin got it. We only need these paintings to be real.

It is a pity that Mr. Qin only agreed to exchange the bronze head of the Chinese zodiac.And I ran out of the two in my hand, otherwise I wouldn't have your turn at all, and I would put them in the treasure house myself."

Joseph said: "Sir, good things are for everyone to collect. How can we share so many Picasso paintings."

Sir Owen said: "Have you all found the bronze head of the Zodiac? Without this, I don't think Mr. Qin would exchange it with you."

Joseph said: "Yes, there happened to be this one in my treasure house. I haven't moved it for many years. Fortunately, I didn't sell it, otherwise I would miss this good opportunity."

Cantona said: "This time we each brought a bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, which should be able to take over the Picasso picture in the hands of Mr. Qin."

In Qin Haodong’s room, Wushan clouds and rain, and the spring light filled, amidst the bloody sound, he not only relied on the double cultivation to stabilize his late Jindan cultivation base, but also took Nalan Wushuang into the 9th grade master. Threshold.

When the two people walked out of the room excitedly, it was already midnight.

"Hodong, I'm not dreaming."

Nalan Wushuang couldn't believe it was true. Just a few days ago, she was only a warrior of the dark power level. After only a week, she had already been among the ranks of the 9th-rank masters and became the highest among the warriors. exist.

And what brought her all this was the little man in front of her.

Qin Haodong said with a smirk: "How could it be a dream? Do you want me to confirm to you that this is true?"

Nalan Wushuang said with a shy face: "Don't count this, even if you have a dream, you will have it."

Qin Haodong raised his hand and slapped her hand on the prosperous place under her waist, and said casually: "Then I will open the window and change the fresh air to let you feel the real world."

After speaking, he cancelled the defensive formation in the room and opened all the windows to let in fresh air.

But at this moment, a gust of wind passed by, directly swept away the Picasso scroll on the table, and rushed out through the window on the other side.