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Chapter 68 Ming Rob 【Part 2】

"Are you sure there are only two options?"

Su Ming suddenly asked, and at the same time, a cold light also quietly passed through his eyes.

I want to steal her stuff. In short, the last time I encountered such a thing was more than a hundred years ago? So many years have passed, and she missed it very much!

"Oh, the beauty looks pretty good!"

After Su Ming spoke, Ma Sanjun noticed her existence. He looked at Su Ming up and down, and whistled at Su Ming, and then answered Su Ming's question.

"There were only these two options before, but it's not necessarily true now!"

Ma Sanjun laughed, and his eyes looked at Su Ming with malicious expressions.

"Let's do it, beauty, as long as you are willing to go to our tent to discuss it carefully, we will no longer care about your companion's injury to my brother, how about it?"

What Ma Sanjun did not notice was that when he said this, Lei Zi and his friends looked at him, only sympathy and pity were left in their eyes.

“Not what?”

Su Ming tilted his head, and in his narrowed eyes, murderous intent gradually condensed.

"I think I'm more suitable for the fourth option!"

“The fourth option?”

Ma Sanjun failed to understand what Su Ming meant for a while. Didn’t he just give three choices? Where did the fourth one come from?

"Yes, the three choices you mentioned above are not suitable for me, so I can only choose the fourth choice!"

A smile suddenly appeared on Su Ming's originally calm face, but Qin Xu and the other two took a step back skillfully at this time.

Based on past experience, Ma Sanjun and the others probably have been decisive this time.

"When will you choose the fourth choice?"

Ma Sanjun was stunned for a while before he realized.

"Mad, are you fooling me?"

"No, no, no, I'm not playing tricks on you. I really want to choose the fourth choice. As for the content of this fourth choice..."

Su Ming chuckled, and his figure disappeared in an instant. The next second, he appeared in front of Ma Sanjun like a ghost, and his white palm gently slapped the other party's chest.

"That's when I'm seriously injured you all!"

As Su Ming finished speaking, Ma Sanjun flew out directly, and a crisp sound of bone fractures came from his body.

Looking at Ma Sanjun lying on the ground spitting blood, Su Ming calmly withdrew his palm, then looked at Ma Sanjun's group of accomplices.

This conflict between the two sides has not yet escalated to the point of killing. However, death penalty can be avoided, and a living penalty cannot be escaped. Not killing does not mean that the other party cannot be severely damaged.

Su Ming's sudden palm stunned everyone around him. Although Ma Sanjun had not had enough food for many days, his face turned pale and thin, and he looked much weaker.

However, no matter how weak he is, he is always a real adult man. He is about 1.8 meters tall and has a weight of more than 100 kilograms. However, such an adult man of more than 100 kilograms was actually slapped by a young girl who looks just like an adult?

The most important thing is that looking at Ma Sanjun's current appearance, it is obvious that he was seriously injured. Is this little girl's strength a bit too terrifying?

However, some people who are quick to turn their minds think of the two words "superpower" and "ancient warrior".

This kind of power is obviously not something that ordinary people can possess, and only those legendary psychics and ancient martial artists are in line with Su Ming's current performance.

Thinking of this, many people suddenly looked at Ma Sanjun and his group with ridiculous expressions. These people rely on their large numbers of people and often bully others here. Now, I'm going to be a stern shot?!

Before Ma Sanjun and his group came to their senses, Su Ming was already passing by the group of people as fast as lightning, and slapped them one by one.

"Even if this palm is a lesson for you today, if you want to play robbery, you have to have that strength, do you understand?"

After clapping his palms, Su Ming was too lazy to even give Ma Sanjun and others a look, and turned his head and left the scene.

She didn't have time to spend time with this group of people here, and there was still a lot of room to visit in this private trading market.

"Tell me, why don't you know how to brighten your eyes?"

Lei Zi shook his head with emotion, and then hurriedly followed Su Ming's footsteps and left.

"Boss, wait for me!"

“…”

Ma Sanjun, who was lying on the ground, looked at the backs of Su Ming and his men leaving, his eyes full of anger and malice.

Wait, he will take revenge on this hatred one day.

Su Ming didn't know Ma Sanjun's idea, of course, even if she knew it, she wouldn't care.

Now Su Ming is squatting in front of a small stall of a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, looking at the items placed on the other party's stall with interest.

"This beauty, what do you need? Even though I choose, the things I have here are good and cheap, you can buy them with confidence!"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and his face was filled with a flattering smile.

Since its opening, the things on his stall have never been sold, and now he has finally welcomed his first customer.

As for why middle-aged men can’t sell things?!

Who told him to sell antiques? As the saying goes, antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times, now it is the end of the world. Who has the leisure to care about antiques? Not to mention buying them, no one can see them!

"How did this sell?"

Su Ming's eyes swept across a pile of things, and finally his eyes fixed on a round three-legged tripod with a cover.

This round three-legged tripod with a lid is only the size of a palm, with a surface full of green copper rust, and looks like a typical antique that was disguised as the Western Zhou Dynasty last week.

When the middle-aged man heard Su Ming’s question, he suddenly became excited.

"You really have a vision, this beauty. This small tripod is a product of the Western Zhou Dynasty. It is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. If this was placed in the past, it would be a national treasure. It was because of the end of the world that I took out this thing and sold it at a low price. If this was placed in the past..."

"If it were before, no one would pay attention to you!"

The middle-aged man was boasting, but Lei Zi smiled and interrupted him ruthlessly.
Chapter completed!
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