Chapter 110: Terrified and dumbfounded [four more]

As a businessman, integrity comes first.
How can the young master of Wangxinglou be bluff! How can you fail to speak?
Zhan Tianpeng looked at Sun Hao, his chest rising and falling.
"It's not that I don't believe it, but I can't believe it!" Sun Hao said.
"My son, why?" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Because it will ruin you!" Sun Hao said.
what?
Bankruptcy?
Son, are you here to be funny?
Could it be that you have countless such treasures?
How can this be!
This kind of treasure, can get one, it is already amazing.
It is impossible to get another one.
"My son, you despise my Wangxinglou's financial resources!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"I really don't look down on you!" Sun Hao looked helpless.
To tell the truth, it made him so angry.
Of course, it is impossible to sell them all to him.
Otherwise, wouldn't Wangxinglou change ownership?
How could the forces behind Wangxing Tower let go of themselves?
"My son, if you have one, just take it out, I will accept it all!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Hey, all right!"
Helpless, Sun Hao took out a picture scroll from his arms and presented it to Zhan Tianpeng.
After the scroll was unfolded, Zhan Tianpeng's eyebrows jumped.
Dao Yun!
Endless rhyme!
It's drawn by fairy paper again!
Compared with the previous one, this work is not bad at all!
This treasure must be won!
However, he hadn't waited for him to react.
Sun Hao took out a pair again.
It's another painting that is not bad at all!
Then, in Zhan Tianpeng's stunned gaze, he took out a pair of scrolls and spread them out one by one.
Five in total!
Each pair is no worse than the one bought by Zhan Tianpeng.
This shocking scene strongly stimulated Zhan Tianpeng's nerves.
He opened his mouth, shaking up and down, and did not close it for a long time.
The two elders behind him were completely frightened at the moment.
There are so many such rare treasures!
It's too hard to imagine.
Is it possible that these works are all made by this young man?
impossible!
It is by no means ordinary immortals who can draw such works!
He looked like a mortal son, could he be a peerless fairy?
Will you believe?
It seems that this young man must have obtained some good fortune and many immortal works.
These six immortals should be all his treasures.
Thinking about this, Zhan Tianpeng nodded secretly.
There are five immortals left, and they must be taken!
"My son, I am willing to buy all of your five paintings, please make a price!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
Sun Hao smiled slightly without answering.
Instead, he looked at Huang Rumeng and said, "Rumeng, take another 20 paintings!"
"Okay, son!"
Huang Rumeng waved his right hand, and 20 paintings were stacked on the desk.
This horrible scene strongly stimulated Zhan Tianpeng and others' eyes.
That shock!
That kind of unbelief!
That kind of dumbfounded!
Words cannot describe.
At this moment, time is stagnant.
Set the expressions of a few people at that moment.
a long time.
"call……"
The sound of air-conditioning was pumping, one after another.
They looked at Sun Hao as if they were looking at a monster.
That kind of self-possessed emotions flooded all over the body.
Despite this idea, no one dared to move.
Since you dare to take it out blatantly, you have absolute certainty.
It is difficult that these paintings are not obtained by the son, but painted by the son.
Thinking of this, Zhan Tianpeng's body trembled.
"My son, who painted these?" Zhan Tianpeng asked.
"Xia Xia Zuo makes Zhan rarely laugh!" Sun Hao said.
"boom!"
A thunder blasted in Zhan Tianpeng's mind.
The heart beat like a heavy blow.
It is really painted by the son. In this way, the son is a peerless fairy!
hiss!
Zhan Tianpeng gasped again.
For a long time, I thought I had cultivated a calm mentality.
In fact, they are all fake.
That's because I didn't see the peerless treasure.
Today, seeing the son, the shock never stopped.
"The son is practicing Dao Xin as a mortal. Don't break it, otherwise, I will kill you!"
A voice rang in the ears of Zhan Tianpeng and the other two elderly men.
The three looked at each other and nodded secretly.
"My son, I was abrupt just now! Please forgive me!"
"I take back what I just said!"
Zhan Tianpeng pointed at Sun Hao, bowed and clasped his fists.
"Little things, little things!"
Sun Hao waved his hand, smiled slightly, leaving three paintings, and handing the others to Huang Rumeng, "Rumeng, put these away!"
"Yes, son!"
Huang Rumeng waved his right hand, all these paintings were put away.
"Since you like it, these three paintings will be given to you!"
Sun Hao gave the three picture scrolls to Zhan Tianpeng.
As soon as these words came out, the three stood stupidly.
The hands that took the painting were shaking slightly.
"Thank you son!"
"Thank you son!"
He was so excited that he almost knelt down.
"You are welcome!" Sun Hao said.
"Master!"
Seeing Sun Hao about to leave, Zhan Tianpeng hesitated to speak but stopped.
"Say something." Sun Hao said.
"My son, where do you live, so I can come and visit you!"
After saying this, Zhan Tianpeng lowered his head.
The son is a peerless fairy, this is a great opportunity, how can he not be sure!
If you miss this time, there will be no next time.
Even if it was bombarded by an immortal, it was worth it.
"I live on the south side of the Big Demon Mountain. If you are fine, you can come and sit often, drink and chat together!" Sun Hao said.
what?
Come here often?
Drinking and chatting?
Can I drink and chat with peerless immortals?
What a fortune!
Zhan Tianpeng clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly with excitement.
"Thank you son, I will definitely come often!" Zhan Tianpeng said.
"Okay, I am waiting for you to come over!"
After Sun Hao finished speaking, he took Huang Rumeng out of the room.
Smile, all over the face.
This line is a big profit!
"Come out, come out!"
"I didn't beat them? How could it be possible!"
"So humiliating Wangxinglou, why didn't you treat them?"
"No? Could it be that they sold the scroll?"
A group of immortal cultivators looked at the two with all their faces confused.
Huang Rumeng's eyes swept away, and these cultivators bowed their heads, not daring to face it.
Sun Hao completely ignored these voices.
He gave the bag containing the fairy crystals to Huang Rumeng, "Rumeng, you keep these fairy crystals!"
"Okay, son!" Huang Rumeng took Xian Jing.
The corners of Sun Hao's mouth raised, and he was in a good mood.
From now on, I am not eating soft rice!
With so many fairy crystals, you can buy a lot of things.
By the way, what should I buy?
Sun Hao frowned, showing a thoughtful look.
Suddenly, he raised his brows, "If you dream of flying so hard, then buy a flying boat!"
"It's much easier to go anywhere in the future!"
"Yes, just do it!"
Thinking about this, Sun Hao nodded secretly.
Since Wangxinglou accepts all the treasures, naturally Feizhou can be sold.
"Like a dream, let's go buy something!" Sun Hao said.
"Okay, son!" Huang Rumeng nodded and followed Sun Hao.
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