But now, this Master Marken has come to Zhang Fan to solve the problem that he failed to solve, and he looks so pitiful again?

Why would Zhang Fan help? Isn't that a masochistic thing?

Seeing the cold expression on Zhang Fan's face, the girl gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Zhang Fan, as long as you can let me sleep peacefully, I can even stay in your room and you can do anything to me."

Zhang Fan was immediately shocked. My goodness! This girl is so open-minded at such a young age. This is a bit too much for him to handle.

But the expression on his face didn't change at all, he was still so calm!

"I'm not like those exorcists in the West. I don't like any kind of people! Go out. Everything will be better when your Master Marken comes back!"

After saying this, Zhang Fan pushed the female assistant out of the door and then closed it!

This made the female assistant standing at the door even more anxious, but at this moment, a special fragrance floated out from the gap in the door.

After smelling this scent, the female assistant suddenly felt relaxed.

"What is this? Is this Mr. Exorcist, help me in another way?"

Thinking of this, the girl immediately lay down beside the door, her nose almost stuck in the keyhole, trying her best to smell the smell.

After a few seconds, the female assistant felt sleepy and ran to her room immediately. This time everything seemed normal. She felt drowsy and soon fell asleep.

Zhang Fan inserted a calming incense stick into the hole of the door lock and no longer cared about what happened.

This kind of calming incense is just an ordinary incense made from some fallen leaves of the many plants grown in the Tiandi Pawnshop. For the Tiandi Pawnshop, this is the best possible utilization of resources.

It is also a little gadget that Hua Yueying made when she was free.

Originally, this thing was of no use at all. After all, Zhang Fan had never thought of buying and selling this kind of thing to make money. However, the effect of this incense was amazing. It could calm the mind and help sleep, but it could also eliminate the influence of evil spirits. And because it was made from the fallen leaves of some precious plants, the effect was directly amplified hundreds of times.

It can even be said that as long as you light a stick of incense like this, even if you live in a place full of evil spirits, these ghosts will never dare to come near you.

This is the effect of this incense, so it is not difficult to use it to treat the assistant's insomnia.

After all, Zhang Fan was only cold on the surface, but he was still quite passionate inside. He didn't have any special feelings for this young assistant, but she was still a little girl after all, and it was not Zhang Fan's intention to just watch her suffer.

So he was just helping others, and since he didn't lose anything, he didn't need to take it to heart.

After a night of fierce price competition, when Zhang Fan woke up the next morning and picked up his phone to scan the group, he was surprised to find that the number of unread messages had reached 999.

"Are these guys so crazy? Are they bidding even without sleeping?"

He opened the chat box out of curiosity, only to see that the most recent message was posted two minutes ago. It was about a final price. If the price was higher than this, others would stop competing.

Zhang Fan was surprised after taking a look at the series of Arabic numerals.

"Seventy-three million? You are kidding, right?"

Zhang Fan was completely shocked. It was just a check signed by Britney herself, but it was auctioned for such a high price. So without saying anything, for fear that these fools would realize what was happening, he announced that the White Camel guy had obtained the collection!

And he also made a voice message in this small community for the first time: "Congratulations to this Middle Eastern gentleman from the desert for getting this check. Please contact me immediately after you wake up. I will send someone to deliver this check to you. At the same time, you must also prepare 73 million pounds to trade with me!"

After sending this voice message, Zhang Fan stretched lazily!

I was just planning to pack up and leave, to take a stroll in the Middle East desert and deliver the goods, but I didn't expect to hear an earth-shaking shout from outside the door.

"It's over. Something terrible has happened. Everyone, don't go to sleep anymore. The white-haired exorcist we hired died last night."

"Don't sleep, someone died again!"

"Everyone, wake up quickly. Don't die without knowing it. The exorcist has been infected."

The commotion was quite loud, but Zhang Fan could understand it. After all, Master Marken had boasted that everything would be over after one night!

Then this person died. Doesn't this clearly show that those ghosts are not easy to mess with? And those people in the crew who have relationships with those ghosts will probably not escape the same fate.

Naturally, the fear and panic caused a lot of noise, and even other people in the manor were woken up.

However, when they heard the news that someone had died, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale, so much so that even the owner of the manor called to warn the crew not to spread the news here, otherwise they would be asked to pay compensation for reputation loss.

In this way, these people calmed down, and Zhang Fan packed his luggage. He looked at the sky outside and saw that it was almost nine o'clock in the morning. It was the most appropriate time to go out, but he wanted to have breakfast before leaving. He put down his luggage, took his mobile phone and went to the restaurant of the manor.

At this time, Julie also woke up in the room.

And he was the first to learn about the death of the white-haired exorcist from the female assistant.

This caused the assistant, who had just felt a little rested, to bear the heavy burden again in an instant.

But this is a little easier than before because Julie knows that she is not hopeless.

The person who can bring hope to everyone has not completely left at this time. As long as he is still there, perhaps everyone still has a chance.

At this time, Zhang Fan was in the restaurant, wanting to enjoy the breakfast prepared by the manor's dedicated chef, even with the beautiful scenery and environment around as a backdrop.

But these breakfasts were too simple in style and very sweet, making him feel uncomfortable eating them.

But after all, this is a special delicacy. Even though it tastes unpleasant, he doesn't dislike it too much.

At this time, a large group of people came one after another. When they saw Zhang Fan eating here, their expressions changed a little. When they passed by Zhang Fan, they all nodded gently.