At the same time, Lin Bin's face was also getting uglier!
Damn it, wasn't it supposed to be Ming Dynasty stuff?
You can actually feel out a piece?
And it's exactly the same?
"Old man, you tricked me?" Lin Bin's face was also getting uglier!
Hearing this voice, everyone's eyes were on the old man!
However, at this moment, the old man said without changing his expression, "Getting old, forgot that this Ming Dynasty wooden hairpin, it's a pair!"
But at this moment, Zhang Fan pulled fifty bucks from his pocket and tossed it to the old man.
And the old man quickly pocketed the fifty bucks, looking at Zhang Fan with a pleading face: "Little brother, hurry and leave!"
Witnessing this scene, a group of people widened their eyes again!
What the hell, fifty bucks?
Damn, what happened to the Ming Dynasty stuff?
At the same time, Lin Bin's anger was also surging.
"Old man, why did you just take fifty bucks?"
Damn it, he just spent seventy thousand!
