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ww.    ?Walking into the narrow market, I saw shops lined up, people coming and going, bustling, and it was very lively. Above the streets, iron sheets were built into a ceiling, with many windows on both sides of the iron sheets, and countless small holes were exposed above as the years passed, and colorful sunlight shone in, which was particularly bright and as wonderful as a kaleidoscope.

Guan Heng and Jin Bing and his group came here to a small shop that operated various crafts and utensils. Jin Bing winked at his subordinates. The latter walked to the store owner and took out something, then muttered a few words. The store owner nodded with a calm face and led six people into the back of the store!

Don’t look at the dilapidated doors outside this craft shop. The more you walk in, the more magnificent it becomes! Five minutes ahead, six people were taken to a huge living room by the owner. The whole room here was covered with crimson Turkish brocade embellished with golden flowers.

In the recess of the room, there was something like Changsha, with several Arabian swords on it, the scabbard was gilded, and the hilt was inlaid with crystal gems; a Venetian glass lamp hung from the ceiling, and its strange appearance and colors were charming; everyone was stepping on a Turkish carpet that could sink to their ankles; several glass-colored door curtains fell in front of the door, and another door led to the second room, which seemed to be illuminated magnificently.

The benches on the side of the coffee table, the walls and the ceiling are covered with magnificent animal skins, which are as soft as the most expensive carpet; among them are fluffy manes, the lion skins of Atoras, colorful stripes, and the tiger skins of Bengal, and are scattered with beautiful flowers, such as Kapoor’s leopard skins, Siberian bear skins, and Norwegian fox skins; these skins are laid thickly on the floor, as if they are walking on the most dense grassy racecourse, or lying on the most luxurious bed.

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A wide wall was hung with curtains embroidered with spring outing hunting pictures with gold and silver threads embroidered with spring outings and hunting pictures. The embroiderer was the most exquisite among the top grades in Damascus. The huge and soft low chair was covered with a silk cover sheet with equally exquisite embroidered work. A particularly high piece of coffee table was placed around it, and a flowered ivory footstool was placed in front of it. There were at least four silver lamp holders, and tall candles were lit on the fireplace, illuminating the whole room and making the whole look more magnificent!

"Hahaha--Brother Jin Bing, you are here, welcome, welcome!" The owner of the house was filled with joy and lifted the curtain from the small door of the inner room and greeted him in person. He was about forty years old, and his skin and appearance were very polite. Although he spoke very politely, his appearance, his eyes were deep blue eyes, eagle nose, and his face was full of flesh, so he didn't look like a kind person at all!

"Haha, the friends Jin Bing can make are definitely not good men and women!" Guan Heng looked at the owner here and immediately made such a judgment: "This person should also be a ruthless gang!"

"Come on, Brother Guan Heng!" Jin Bing turned his head and said to Guan Heng: "Let me introduce you to this. This is the famous local treasurer, Abdullah Schiller! I usually call him Ab, hehe, for convenience!"

Jin Geng said: "Abu is a native native and his family has been in Damascus for thousands of years!"

"The place we are going this time must be led by Abu himself to find it!" Jin Geng explained to Guan Heng: "So he is an extremely important companion to us!"

"Hmm? Brother Jin Bing...Who is this young man?" Abu stared at Guan Heng's face and looked at him carefully. His eyes were not friendly. He also said to Jin Bing: "I remember I told you that I was only responsible for taking you and your two subordinates to the Holy Mountain of the East, but he... seems to be not within our agreement!"

"But this big guy looks like a coolie! Hahaha--" Abdullah turned his head and looked at the stone man Ben Grim: "What a strong mutant, tsk tsk, it's a relatively rare type. I wonder which one is better than you or my bodyguard "Jo San"!"

"How dare you, a little beard, underestimate my boss?!" When Huang Santai heard Abu's words and looked down on Guan Heng, he was furious and was about to step forward and take action!

"Wait for Santai, don't do anything nonsense!" Guan Heng stretched out his hand to stop the reckless brother. He then smiled at Jin Bing and said, "I said Mr. Jin Bing, this person is just a guide. I don't think he has to ask him to lead the way anymore. Why don't you find someone else to cooperate!"

Guan Heng is not a good-looking lamp. Since the other party underestimated him, Guan Heng would not give Abdullah face. At that time, he was pointing at the verb of wheat and refused to give in to each other!

"Hmph! What an arrogant boy! He was rude!" Abu was so angry that his two neatly decorated and beautiful mustache raised up: "Qiao San! Come here!"

"Boss, are you calling me?" The curtain behind Abu lifted up again, and quickly walked out of a strong and steady young man!

This person is about 35 or 6 years old, with a big ear and a national face. He has an extremely calm appearance and black eyes. Judging from his clothes and outfit, he is a Chinese person! The most important thing is that when this person came out, he just looked at Guan Heng with a very unnatural expression on his face!

"I'll introduce it to you!" Abdullah said in a somewhat proud tone: "This is Qiao San, a Chinese ancient martial arts master I hired at a high price, and he is also an invulnerable mutant!"

"Boy, I don't care who you are!" Abu looked at Guan Heng with his mouse eyes: "If you want to prove that you are qualified to go to ancient ruins with us, show some real skills!"

"At least..." Abu pointed to his bodyguard Qiao San: "If you can block my bodyguard ten moves and not fall down, I will let you go with you. Otherwise, you are the one brought by Brother Jin Bing and you are not qualified to go with us!"

"Hey, are you sure?" Guan Heng smiled slightly and said, "Aren't you afraid that your bodyguard will lose badly?"

"Hmph!" Abdullah didn't believe that Kong Wu's powerful mutant bodyguard and ancient martial arts master would be defeated by Guan Heng. He showed a very disdainful expression on his face and ignored Guan Heng's words at all!

"Okay, Brother Abu!" Jin Bing waved his big hand next to him and began to smooth things over: "All of you friends I just met, why bother to make a fuss? To be honest, even I just barely deal with this brother Guan's skills!"

Kim Bing didn't tell any lies. A few days ago, in the battle of the building, although both sides only punched each other hastily, Kim Bing was indeed a little inferior! What did you say?!
Chapter completed!