As the leader of the Quicksand Organization, Xiao Yang naturally knew the strength of Meirou and Iron Hand. Even if the undead organization was dispatched in full swing, he was no match for them.

Xiao Yang smiled, "It's better to be careful, don't be careless!"

"Okay, boss, I'll tell them your words."

Meirou responded, then walked out of the villa.

Xiao Yang involuntarily emerged the previous battle in Nanzhou area in his mind.

At that time, he was imprisoned for a while and was sent to Nanzhou. The environment was extremely harsh. In the end, he was the only one who sent out hundreds of people with him and escaped.

The voices and appearances of those friends who fell beside him were shown in front of him like slides.

Some people can only remember a blurry face because they are too long, but they will always remember the battle with heavy casualties.

Just as Xiao Yang closed his eyes and recalled the past, Old Man Pan and Bai Hao walked downstairs.

"Brother Yang, Mr. Pan is going to take me to Panjia Street. Do you want to come together?"

Bai Hao couldn't help but smile smugly on his face and asked.

He begged Old Man Pan for a long time, so that Old Man Pan agreed to follow him to Panjia Street.

With Old Man Pan around to help appreciate antiques, he was naturally full of joy. This trip to Panjia Street was about finding bargains.

After hearing this, Xiao Yang nodded, agreed happily, stood up and followed Old Man Pan and Bai Hao towards Pan Family Street.

Bai Hao turned around from time to time and looked at Xiao Yang, who was still wearing a street stall. When he saw Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang was dressed in this outfit.

But now, Xiao Yang's financial resources are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Bai Hao can't stand it.

"Brother Yang, we are now a big boss. Can we change our outfit?"

Xiao Yang put his hands in his pockets and glanced at Bai Hao with a squinted look.

"It's so comfortable to wear like this. Even if the clothes are dirty and broken, you will get a new one for less than a hundred yuan. It's not like you. You wear a famous brand suit and tie every day. You can't accept the slightest wrinkles on the clothes. I don't know how much money you have wasted on this clothes over the years."

Bai Hao's face turned red and white, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Old Man Pan said in great agreement: "I think this is fine. Clothes are used to wear. What brands and brands are just derived value made by some merchants, and they forced them to separate them from others! Your outfit with thousands of outfits on your body is satisfied, and Xiao Yang's outfit with only a hundred yuan is also satisfied with his outfit!"

Bai Hao's face was even more red.

In terms of financial resources, he is far inferior to Xiao Yang.

As for Old Man Pan, as long as he collects so many lost antiques, he should not be underestimated as long as he takes out one for auction.

Bai Hao lowered his head, secretly regretting why he said such words, but in the end he was defeated.

After a while, Xiao Yang and others walked to Panjia Street.

But at this moment, the scene in front of Panjia Street shocked the three of them.

In the past, Panjia Street was crowded with people on weekends, with stalls on both sides of the street full of stalls, and all kinds of hawking sounds were endless, making it very lively.
Chapter completed!