Chapter Six Hundred and Thirty Seventh Strange Book

Qin Haodong said, "I can return this dress to you for the time being, but the bronze heads of the 12 zodiac signs are only in exchange for the lives of the two of you. If you want these two dresses, you must exchange treasures that satisfy me."

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I will definitely satisfy you."

Smith said that he put on the clothes again. He knew that this high-tech product was the lifeblood of the couple, and he was willing to change it back even if he went bankrupt.

If you have this dress, you can continue to steal it. If you don't have it, you will become a second-rate thief, and maybe you will be beaten to death one day.

Qin Haodong said, "Remember, what you give me doesn't have to be expensive, it's just antiques and paintings, I want something that can attract my interest."

Smith nodded: "I know Mr. Qin, I'll go now."

The taste of Broken Intestinal Powder just three days ago still made him linger, and now he didn't dare to waste any time. After saying hello, he immediately disappeared into the dark night.

Nalan Wushuang also put the suit back on Cassia, and then carried her back to the Li family villa.

Qin Haodong sealed Cassia's acupuncture point, then threw her on the sofa, and the two went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Smith's efficiency was very high. When the next day was approaching evening, he returned to the Li family's villa and sneaked into Qin Haodong's room with a large bag in his hand.

Qin Haodong glanced at the bag, and already felt the fluctuation of the seal of the bronze heads of the Chinese zodiac, and couldn't help feeling overjoyed. Not only did this guy have the bronze heads of the Chinese zodiac, but he was indeed the real one.

"Good efficiency!"

He complimented Smith.

Smith said, "Mr. Qin, should you give me the antidote?"

He raced against the clock all the way, and he was afraid of the recurrence of Sanri's Broken Heart Powder.

Qin Haodong raised his hand and threw a small red pill into his hand. Smith quickly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Let me see what good things you have brought."

He was indeed a little curious. In addition to the bronze heads of the Chinese zodiac, the bag in Smith's hand had another strange energy fluctuation.

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

After taking the antidote, Smith felt that his body was much more relaxed. He opened the bag and took out a bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, which was impressively the head of a cow.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a white book from the bag. After the book was taken out, a strong aura of light filled the entire room.

Qin Haodong's eyes lit up. Although he didn't understand what it was, it was definitely a good thing.

He reached out and took the book into his hand, carefully observed it, but found that he couldn't open it no matter what.

Smith said, "Mr. Qin, this book cannot be opened. We have already tried it."

Qin Haodong asked, "Where are you from?"

Smith said: "It was also stolen from a rich man's treasury, but this book is very strange, it doesn't seem to be an antique at all, so we have been throwing it in the library and have not taken it out for sale."

Then, he asked nervously: "Mr. Qin, are you satisfied with this thing? Can you change our clothes back?"

"Can."

Qin Haodong agreed. Although he didn't understand what was going on in this book, it was definitely sealed with extremely powerful power. If he could find a way to use it, it should be no less than that magic wand, even higher than its level. be higher.

After he finished speaking, he untied Cassia's acupuncture point: "You can go, remember not to come to me to steal things in the future, unless you can take out another zodiac bronze head to exchange your life."

Smith said embarrassingly: "Mr. Qin will definitely not. We are just thieves, not outlaws."

After finishing speaking, he took Cassia and the two out of the window together and left the Li family villa.

After they left, Qin Haodong was no longer in the mood to study the book, so he put the storage ring in, then opened the seal of the ox head of the zodiac, and took out the top-grade spirit stone from it.

He set up a defensive formation in the room. There are too many thieves who have been harassing the door in the past few days. There is also a god-stealing leg hidden in the dark, so he has to be careful when breaking through.

Everything is ready, Nalan Wushuang is guarding next to him, he holds the top-grade spirit stone in the palm of his hand, and once again launches an attack towards the later stage of Jindan.

The Aoki Longevity Art was running, and the aura emitted by the top-grade spirit stone was like encountering a vacuum cleaner, and was quickly sucked into Qin Haodong's body, constantly enriching and strengthening his true energy.

Over time, the top-grade spirit stones became smaller and smaller, and eventually turned into a pile of fine powder.

Nalan Wushuang stared at Qin Haodong. Could it be that he failed again this time, and two high-grade spirit stones could not let him break through?

At this moment, Qin Haodong's aura suddenly rose, and the golden elixir in his dantian flourished, like a crystal clear pearl, more than double the size before.

Jindan late stage!

After consuming two high-grade spirit stones, he finally broke the bottleneck in the middle stage of Jindan and entered the late stage of Jindan.

Feeling the power in his body, Qin Haodong's face was filled with joy. Now, as long as he doesn't meet a saint, he is absolutely invincible in the world of masters.

"Haodong, have you succeeded?"

Nalan Wushuang asked in surprise.

"Success, let's go, let's celebrate."

Qin Haodong picked up Nalan Wushuang by the waist and rushed into the bedroom again.

What they didn't know was that the news of the failure of the Shadowless Thief and the Smiths had been posted on the major forums in the underground world at this time.

Although everyone didn't know what the specific process was, they all marveled at the defensive ability of this Chinese man, which was comparable to the security of the Louvre, and even these two powerful men were defeated.

At this moment, he stole his legs and posted a post on the forum. Within 24 hours, he will get the Picasso manuscript in the hands of the Chinese, proving that he is the king of antique thieves.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was looking forward to the news of stealing the sky and stretching their legs. I wonder if he could steal Picasso's paintings from the Chinese people.

As soon as we arrived at the airport, a large passenger plane landed slowly, but not many people got off the plane. The three old white men were at the head, followed by their servants and bodyguards. This was a private charter flight, not an ordinary one. airliner.

After getting off the plane, Sir Owen was already waiting there. After seeing the three old men, they immediately went up to give each of them a hug, "Old friends, you are welcome."

It turns out that these three people are his friends, the famous European collectors Cantona, Gombos and Joseph.

After greeting Sir Owen, the three got into his motorhome and left the airport together.

After getting in the car, Cantona asked: "Sir Owen, does that Chinese man really have 30 Picasso manuscripts in his hands? Is this true or is God just kidding us?"

Sir Owen said: "Old friend, this is really no joke. Mr. Qin is amazing. He does have many Picasso manuscripts in his hands. I have the honor to exchange 10 of them, and they are now in my treasure room."

Gumbos said: "Sir, Picasso's paintings are very rare these years. How can there be so many of them all at once? Chinese people have always been cunning. Are you sure about those paintings? Will there be any problems?"

Hearing him say this, the smile on Sir Owen's face disappeared, and he said solemnly: "Gombos, are you questioning my ability to appraise antiques? Those paintings have passed Gerald's appraisal, Gerald's Level, don't you believe it?"

Gambos smiled shyly: "Sir, don't be angry, I just think it's a little weird to see so many Picasso paintings all at once."

Sir Owen, visibly furious, continued: "I can assure you these paintings are absolutely real.

They have not only been certified by Gerald, but also successfully passed the carbon 14 inspection. As collectors, we can't ask how Mr. Qin got them. We only need these paintings to be genuine.

It's a pity that Mr. Qin only agreed to exchange the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac signs, and I have used up the two in my hand. Otherwise, it will not be your turn at all, and I will put them into the treasure house myself. "

Joseph said: "Sir, good things are for everyone to collect. There are so many Picasso paintings, why should we give us a little bit."

Sir Owen said, "Have you all found the bronze heads of the zodiac signs? If there is no such thing, I don't think Mr. Qin will exchange it with you."

Joseph said: "Yes, it happens that I have such a treasure in my treasure house. It has not been touched for many years. Fortunately, I did not sell it, otherwise I will miss this good opportunity."

Cantona said: "This time each of us brought a bronze head of the Chinese zodiac, which should be able to capture the Picasso scroll in Mr. Qin's hands."

In Qin Haodong's room, Wushan was filled with clouds and rain, and the spring light filled the air. In a sound that made one's blood rush, he not only stabilized his late Jindan cultivation by virtue of his double cultivation, but also took Nalan Wushuang into the ninth-grade master. threshold.

When the two walked out of the room excitedly, it was already midnight again.

"Haodong, I'm not dreaming."

Nalan Wushuang couldn't believe it was true. Just a few days ago, she was only a dark-level warrior. After only a week, she had already entered the ranks of ninth-rank masters, becoming the highest among warriors. exist.

And what brought her all this was the little man in front of her.

Qin Haodong said with a wicked smile, "How could it be a dream? Do you want me to prove it to you again, it's all true?"

Nalan Wushuang said shyly: "This doesn't count, even in a dream."

Qin Haodong raised his hand and slapped the Fenglong place below her waist, and said casually, "Then I'll open the window and get some fresh air, so that you can experience the real world."

After he finished speaking, he canceled the defensive formation in the room and opened all the windows to let in fresh air.

But at this moment, a gust of wind swept past, directly swept away the Picasso painting on the table, and rushed out from the window on the other side.