The red-haired man still cared.
"That's right, why let him go?"
"Anyway, in this damn place, no one cares...fists are king!"
The other two thugs beside him, orange-haired and yellow-haired, nodded at the same time, looking like they agreed.
"It's easy to beat him and threaten him, but how can we ensure that he's telling the truth?"
The capable woman shook her head, looking worried.
The shopkeeper said strangely that only those who found treasures with a certain value could survive.
But these people don't know how to appraise treasures.
If they push them too hard, that kid will just pick up some random things to fool them, and they won't be able to tell the difference, so their lives will be wasted.
So, she had other ideas.
"We just need to follow them...when they spend their ghost money, we can just intervene and snatch it away, right?"
"That makes sense."
The three thugs with red, orange and yellow hair nodded repeatedly, feeling lucky to have a think tank by their side who could give them advice.
But the woman sneered in her heart.
Her idea was correct, but unfortunately this trick could only be used once, and that boy was just a tool to complete the task.
There are four of us, not enough to share.
Therefore, she had to find a way to kill these three idiots and let her survive.
"Now they are back in the Treasure Pavilion. Do we need to follow them?"
The red-haired man looked inside, a look of deep fear on his face.
"No... no need, just wait outside."
The remaining people also did not dare to go in and could only wait on the side.
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In the treasure pavilion, Lin Fan and the old man in plain clothes turned back.
"What are we coming back for?"
The old man in plain clothes was still a little confused.
"If you don't come back, how can I find you in such a long and dark street at night?"
Lin Fan wanted to ask just now, but with outsiders present, he didn't want to be too conspicuous, so he left and then turned back.
I'm sure those four people don't have the courage to follow in.
After entering the treasure house, before entering the reception room, the courtyard saw the waiter looking strange and standing at the door.
"Go and greet it and ask it some questions, right?"
After learning the reason for coming in, the old man in plain clothes understood and naturally thought of the reason.
After getting Lin Fan's nod of confirmation, he took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his pocket and said with a smile, "Believe me, ghosts like these things the most."
After hearing this, Lin Fan just glanced at it and then took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his pocket.
The old man in plain clothes froze in thought and was stunned.
Is it appropriate to smoke when you are so nervous?
But I only saw Lin Fan walking towards the guy strangely and handing him a soft cigarette.
"Brother, give me some Chinese medicine."
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