Apocalypse: Picking up Attributes and Becoming Stronger

"Hey, I said, old man, you can't spit people."

"It's inevitable that people who come to this antique street to shop for treasure will get a wrong look and find fakes. This is your own misconception. It's nothing to do with me. You shouldn't say that I dropped the bag. Are you tarnishing my reputation of Yuanbaoge? "

"I want to sue you for defamation and infringement of my right to reputation."

The owner of Yuanbaoge is obviously an old fox, and he speaks differently, making the old man unable to argue.

Almost a heart attack.

"Fart, I have been studying calligraphy and painting for more than ten years. Although I don’t understand it very well, I still don’t even know that this is a fake. This painting of yours and the one I selected before are completely different from the one I chose. It's a fake!"

"I'm not blind, I can't even see this!"

The old man flushed with anger and coughed.

"Hey, old man, don't touch porcelain here. Anyway, this painting was chosen by you. It is your own business whether it is true or not, and this shop is not responsible."

Yuan Baoge's boss is still a calm look.

"No, let me watch the surveillance if you have the ability!"

"Sorry, our store monitoring broke a few days ago and has not been repaired yet."

"Huh, it happens that the monitoring is broken at this time. How could it be so coincidental? You must be deliberate, you are a profiteer!"

"..."

The old man was so angry that he covered his chest, panting, and trembling violently.

Long Chen's current medical strength has reached the level of a master, and he can see at a glance that the old man is suffering from a heart attack.

If you don't hurry up for treatment, the old man will undoubtedly die.

Long Chen was not a man with a heart of iron and stone, so he hurried forward a few steps, and focused a few times on the old man's chest.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you dare to intervene with this thing, and you are not afraid of being ruined? I tell you, if something happens, it doesn't matter to me!"

The boss of Yuanbaoge saw that Long Chen was messing around with the old man and hurriedly separated his relationship.

Long Chen turned his head, and cast his cold eyes on the boss.

When did the boss see this look, his body shivered and collapsed to the ground.

"Hmph, if I'm not here, a life will be gone, and you are the murderer."

Long Chen said coldly, stroked the old man's chest a few more times, and the flush on the latter's face disappeared a lot.

"Hmph, pretending to be a fool, it's none of my business if this old man is dead, I haven't even touched him."

Yuan Baoge's boss said weakly, but he didn't dare to look at Long Chen.

He had never seen such a terrible look in his eyes.

"Man, thank you."

The old man relieved, knowing that Long Chen had saved him, and thanked him.

Long Chen smiled slightly and said.

"It's okay, saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level buddha. This is what I should do, but your health is very poor now. If you are regenerating, it will not be so easy to save."

"I can't help being angry. The ancient paintings I bought for a million before were turned into fakes by this profiteer."

The old man said angrily.

Hearing this, Long Chen couldn't help but think secretly, this old man is really willing to buy a painting for one million.

It seems that he is also a master who is not short of money. The reason why he is angry is still unwilling.

He could also tell that the old man had a bad temper.

"It's okay, I'll help you."

Long Chen patted the old man's shoulder and said softly.

The old man looked at Long Chen with some doubts, wondering how he planned to help himself.

But Long Chen had just rescued him, and he was ashamed to refuse Long Chen's kindness.

I saw Long Chen stand up and look at the owner of Yuanbaoge.