Chapter 191 The dessert is poisonous
Hannibal walked up to Xiao Yingchun, glanced at Fu Chenan, then smiled broadly at her and greeted her in English: "Hello, Miss Xiao."

He Liangcong had lived abroad, so he had no problem being a translator, but he immediately stood up unhappily and started arguing with Hannibal in English.

He could have done the transaction through normal means, so why did he ask someone to monitor and track his people?!
Hannibal apologized insincerely and explained the reason.

It turned out that Hannibal knew that Anthony wanted to buy Xiao Yingchun's sword, and he wanted to transfer his spear for this.

Hannibal was reluctant to miss this opportunity, and he had no money on hand, so he became curious.

Xiao Yingchun and his group are considered as the dragons from across the river. He is the local snake. If he uses some extraordinary means...

This idea is not surprising, what is surprising is: he admitted it to my face?!

Don't you care at all about Xiao Yingchun and He Liangcong falling out and calling the police? !
He Liangcong obviously thought of this and asked directly: "Aren't you afraid that we will call the police?"

Hannibal was fearless: "I didn't do anything, and you weren't hurt. We were just making a deal. So what if you call the police?"

Xiao Yingchun and Fu Chenan were very angry when they heard He Liangcong's translation.

Hannibal, on the other hand, had no mental burden and looked at Xiao Yingchun with a smile.

"Ms. Xiao, I want to make a deal with you."

"Give me the knife with the white jade handle and give me 10 million US dollars, and I will give you the golden hilt. How about that?"

Xiao Yingchun frowned: Not very good!
He Liangcong also had a gloomy face: This is too dark, they all think it is not cost-effective.

Hannibal shrugged, looking regretful: "That's a pity, you may miss out on my golden hilt."

Xiao Yingchun nodded at Hannibal and said, "We can't give you that sword. We'll offer you 11 million US dollars for the golden hilt."

"If you can find someone who offers a higher price, we congratulate you and we will not participate in the competition."

Xiao Yingchun had already inquired about it, and found out that there are actually swords in China with gold inlaid turquoise hilts that are somewhat similar to this gold hilt and are still intact.

He Liangcong didn't expect Xiao Yingchun to make a bid directly. This was a bit risky. After all, Dong Chunfeng had never seen the thing!
But when I think about the fact that this money belongs to Xiao Yingchun - it's your money and you have the final say.

He Liangcong translated it verbatim.

Hannibal was also slightly stunned: Xiao Yingchun actually made an offer on the spot, and it was one million US dollars higher than the museum's...

If he didn't want to buy the rifle, the one million dollars would be enough for him to buy some other antiques.

But Hannibal wants a spear!
Thinking of Anthony's words, Hannibal decided to stretch himself: "I'm sorry, if you have made up your mind, you can come to me."

After listening to He Liangcong's translation, Xiao Yingchun stood up decisively, took Fu Chenan and left.

He Liangcong and his four bodyguards did not expect Xiao Yingchun to be so decisive, so they hurriedly ran after him.

On the way back, no one followed them, but Xiao Yingchun and his three companions were in a low mood.

After the two swords were sent to the auction house, although the auction house was not specifically required to keep the information highly confidential to everyone, ordinary people had no chance to know the specific auctioneer.

Hannibal would know that this was not normal, and it was even more abnormal that he chose such an extreme method.

Xiao Yingchun and his team had never been exposed to the dark side of society before, and now faced with such a situation, they were a little at a loss.

After returning to the hotel, everyone sat together to talk.

When Dong Chunfeng learned that the person who had been following and monitoring him for the past two days was actually Hannibal, he was the first to express his opinion.

"No matter what time, human life is the most important. We give up this golden hilt."

Without desire, one is strong.

As long as his group was not interested in the golden hilt, Hannibal could do nothing to them.

However, "We should not act alone in the next few days. After the auction of the two swords is completed, we will prepare to return home."

Everyone listened to Dong Chunfeng and nodded.

Nothing is more important than your own life. Fu Chenan was silent the whole time, looking at this and that, and no one knew what he was thinking.

For the rest of the time, no one went downstairs even for meals, and they had meals delivered directly to their rooms.

Xiao Yingchun and Fu Chenan took the meal back to the room. After locking the door, Xiao Yingchun prepared to go back to the Space-Time Supermarket.

This amount of food is not enough for Fu Chenan to eat, so he has to go to the Space-Time Supermarket to get some more food.

Just as the two were about to leave, there was a knock on the door. A man in waiter's clothes stood outside the door, pushing a food cart.

There was a tray with a lid on the dining cart. The waiter looked at Xiao Yingchun, then at Fu Chenan, and asked in English, "Madam, this is your dessert. Where should I put it?"

Xiao Yingchun could understand simple English and pointed to the coffee table when she heard it.

The waiter placed the plate on the coffee table and took the lid away.

After everyone left, Xiao Yingchun closed the door and looked at the exquisite dessert on the plate with some regret: "This is not enough for you to have one bite."

A small piece of cake, with cream squeezed on it, a bright red cherry on top, and icing sugar sprinkled on it...

It looks good, but the portion is too small!

Fu Chenan stopped Xiao Yingchun from eating: "Don't eat it."

"Hmm?" Xiao Yingchun suddenly became nervous. "What? Is there a problem?"

Fu Chenan said seriously: "I don't know, but his eyes are wrong."

People who have been on the battlefield are extremely sensitive to people's murderous intent.

Although the man tried his best to restrain himself, Fu Chenan still felt something was wrong.

Xiao Yingchun immediately gave up the idea of ​​eating: "Let's go home and eat instant noodles and frozen dumplings."

Fu Chenan reached out and picked up the plate: "If there is any problem, ask Doctor Niu to check it and we will know."

Xiao Yingchun: “…”

Back at the Space-Time Supermarket, Xiao Yingchun cooked instant noodles, but Fu Chenan took the plate and went to Daliang Dynasty.

In the military camp, when Fu Chenan woke up Doctor Niu, Doctor Niu was full of resentment: "General, you called me here in the middle of the night, are you injured? There is no war recently..."

Fu Chenan handed the plate over: "Can you check to see if it's poisonous?"

Doctor Niu looked at the exquisite dessert that looked like a work of art, and his tone changed instantly: "Oh my, the general called me over in the middle of the night, it must be something important..."

Without waiting for Fu Chenan to remind him, Doctor Niu picked up one and put it in his mouth.

The next second, Doctor Niu widened his eyes in shock: "This taste... is too delicious..."

Fu Chenan, who was unable to stop himself, said:...Forget it, I’ve already eaten it.

Fu Chenan calmly turned around and ordered: "Call Doctor Zhu over."

When Dr. Niu heard this, he became anxious: Asking people to share?
He ate even faster, stuffing all three desserts into his mouth in no time.

After finishing the snack, Dr. Niu suddenly covered his head and said, "Oh, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Doctor Niu fell to the side.

The curtain was opened, and Doctor Zhu arrived in time...

When Fu Chenan returned to the Space-Time Supermarket from Daliang Dynasty with a sullen face, Xiao Yingchun's instant noodles were ready. Four poached eggs were placed on the noodles, making it another nutritious meal.

Xiao Yingchun saw the empty plate in Fu Chenan's hand and asked hurriedly, "How is it?"

Fu Chenan: "Doctor Niu was knocked unconscious."

(End of this chapter)