C7 (1/2)

Ping Luhe passed the cheque in his hand over to Du Lei along with a gold-plated business card, and said: ”Little brother, this is my business card. ”In the future when you have similar rare fish species, you can contact me. I will definitely offer a price that will satisfy you!”

Du Lei excitedly took the cheque and name card, and said casually: ”Sure, sure.”

After saying that, he carefully put away the cheque worth 500,000 yuan into his pocket, then held onto the gold-plated name card and took a look.

On it, other than Ping Luhe's name and contact details, there was a message that attracted Du Lei's attention.

[The Honorary President of the China National Technique Association!

Du Lei never thought that Ping Luhe would actually possess such a flashy title.

When he thought about how Ping Luhe was swift and decisive when he was fighting against the four-eyed young man, Du Lei finally understood that the inconspicuous old man in front of him was actually a legendary Chinese Grandmaster.

Martial arts practitioner, body strengthening; a martial arts practitioner, protecting the home and protecting the country.

National Art: It refers to the traditional martial arts of our country.

It was the honorific title for martial arts.

There was another way of speaking about the martial arts: it only killed the enemy, but it did not perform. It was called the martial arts of the nation.

His fists were like a tiger, his body was like a dragon, each move was full of power, and his martial arts skills were truly unrestrained and unrestrained.

Du Lei had always held an extremely high degree of curiosity and reverence towards the quintessence of nations and the mysterious skills that had been passed down since the ancient times. As a result, he couldn't help but feel a little more respect for Ping Luhe.

He thought that if he had the chance, he would definitely come into contact with the national technique, a treasure that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Take the check and run to the bank.

The cheque is valid for only 10 days, but it is difficult when it is out of date.

Du Lei directly said to the front desk: ”Hello, I want to take out all of the money here.”

The young miss at the counter didn't really care about it at first, but when she received the cheque from Du Lei, she was momentarily stunned. Raising her head to look at Du Lei, she said: ”Hello, please wait a moment.

With that, he got up and ran away.

Du Lei was puzzled. Couldn't you just take out some money and give it to him?

Du Lei did not understand. To a bank, a single account of 500 thousand was not a small sum, it could already affect a bank's business, especially a small branch or a savings office.

Very quickly, a fat and short middle-aged man walked over under the guidance of a young miss. He then led Du Lei to the VIP room, and brewed a cup of tea, then asked Du Lei if he could not take away all of the cash at once.

With 30,000 in cash and 470,000 in bank card, Du Lei felt his back going stiff.

”F * ck, from today onwards, I'm no longer a poor diaosi!”

It was still early, and he was not in a hurry to go back. Du Lei wandered around blindly in the vicinity, and after turning around for a while, he entered a Flower Bird Street.

This Flowerbird Street and the antique shop that Du Lei worked on previously were actually connected together.

Flower Bird Street had a large market. Flowers, birds, fish, pets, strange stones, handicrafts, carvings, and so on. There were also a large number of people wandering around, making it very lively.

The market for flowers, birds, fish, insects, cats and dogs, reptiles, handicrafts, odd stones, root carvings, etc.

There was a sea of people inside, bustling with activity.

Du Lei looked at it, but actually there was nothing he wanted to buy.

”Yi, this little bird is not bad. It has azure feathers!” Brilliant and graceful! ”Good bird!”

Ever since he had obtained the inheritance of the Hegemon's Divine Soul, Du Lei had become more and more sensitive to the auras between heaven and earth. With a single glance, he could tell that the little bird in the gold threaded cage was far from ordinary.

The owner of the golden silk cage was a man who was wearing a slovenly mountain suit and was smoking a pipe while squatting there.

They didn't say anything, but surrounded the crowd and pointed their fingers at him.

”Boss, how much is this bird?”

Du Lei casually asked.

The big cigarette gun glanced at Du Lei and was not the least bit polite as it waved two of its fingers.

”200. Alright, I'll buy it!”

Du Lei said heroically.

The big smoker snappily glanced at him. From his clothes and age, he could tell that the young man in front of him was a diaosi and a hothead. He was right.

”20 thousand!”

Listening to the tone, the big smoker simply didn't want to care about Du Lei.

”This damned bird. 20,000 yuan, go and rob the money.”

Du Lei said speechlessly.

Hearing Du Lei's words, not only did the big cigarette gun turn its head away, it also ignored him. Even the spectators who were watching the bird looked at him as if he was a country bumpkin.

Du Lei immediately understood that this bird in front of him was a famous and precious bird. He had been treated like a bumpkin and quickly left.

”Damn it, this is simply robbery!” Indeed, even those who raise birds are not people that normal diaosi can play with. ”

While walking around, Du Lei suddenly had a thought.

”This is?”

A strange feeling spread in his heart.

It was as if he could hear a very small but very intimate thought calling to him.