"In this governor's seal, there is fine powder. ”

When everyone heard Jin Feng's words, they were full of confusion and confusion.

What does it mean to have fine powder?

Jin Feng said loudly: "Gurion, let me ask you, two thousand seven hundred years ago, was there any fine powder?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the whole audience was windless and automatic, and everyone present was blown into charcoal.

Gurion was shaken, and suddenly rushed to the test bench to re-test the composition of the treasure of the town.

In less than a minute, Gurion stood up silently, his expression shrunken, and he stood in place, completely twenty years old.

His face was gray, his eyes were dull, and he had long lost the arrogance and arrogance he had just now.

The scene was lifeless, and countless bigwigs were already so angry that they left the table.

The top experts of the Hebrew were silent and closed their eyes gloomily.

The treasure of Zhenguo turned out to be a fake again.

It is also a treasure of the town that has been repeatedly certified and confirmed by the national treasure Grand Master Gurion through various means.

In fact, it's a fake!

The saddest thing is that it was pointed out by a Shenzhou boy.

The face is all lost!

The dignity of a nation and the face of a country have been lost!

Ron was holding a seal made of golden blades, and stood in place, full of dejection.

The fat bald man was holding the phone and roaring wildly.

"Grab it!"

"Arrest all those who have participated in the excavation of the seal!"

"I don't care where he is, I have to see people twenty-four hours a day!"

At this time, Jin Feng walked up to the national treasure Gurion with a cigarette, and said softly and slowly: "Mr. Gurion, do you still need me to show you the process of planting mines?"

"Actually, it's very simple, tear down the bricks of that wall and break them, throw this seal in and deliberately crush them, and then use the original mud to make bricks again......"

"In our Shenzhou Counterfeiting Village, it only takes seven days for a skilled worker to make a batch of Western Han Dynasty terracotta figurines with such mud. ”

"The texture and workmanship are exactly the same as those of the Western Han Dynasty. ”

"By the way, do you know the Western Han Dynasty?"

"That was 200 years ago. ”

The words that Jin Feng began to say made Gurion feel a little surprised, but the last naked insult made Gurion's lungs explode.

The world's five great historical masters, how can they not know the truth of the Western Han Dynasty.

Jin Feng's words were too shocking.

After saying this, Jin Feng said lightly: "And what I just said, bronze remnants, glasses, and Dead Sea scrolls...... and the gold and silver artifacts unearthed in the same batch as this seal, all of which are fake. ”

"Esteemed Master Gurion, do you have any objection to this?"

The words were as cold as knives, and the cold and piercing ones made Gurion and the many top masters present dare not speak at all.

Jin Feng snorted lightly, looked around, and said in a mansheng voice: "You are a dignified Hebrew country, the king of the desert, and an ancient civilization for thousands of years......

"You, who claim to be one of the top museums in the world, actually put a fake fake in the most conspicuous position ....... ”

"It's a shame! ”

When these words came out, it was undoubtedly the loudest and heaviest slap in the face, and everyone at the scene lost their souls.

I only heard it, and Jin Feng said in a man-like voice: "The great nation that promotes the process of modern mankind can't even see such a fake thing, it's really ......."

"Bag ...... the top"

This is worse than killing the people.

At this time, Jin Feng suddenly picked up an experimental saw and threw it to Gurion's side, and said in a man's voice: "Don't talk nonsense. Keep your promises. Mr. Gurion. ”

"If you don't like the tools I've given you are too poor, I suggest you use a gun. ”

As soon as these words came out, countless people at the scene were terrified and screamed.

Jin Feng was unmoved, dragged a chair over and sat down, and shouted loudly.

"As the most important soul of your country, you are responsible for protecting and excavating the most important historical masters of your nation......"

"To make such a low-level mistake, to die, is the only relief for you. ”

Gurion looked at Jin Feng blankly, and then looked at the bright saw on the ground, and suddenly trembled all over, and deep fear flowed out.

The body involuntarily moved back, and his face was distorted, and he was extremely frightened.

"I ...... I...... I don't want to die...... Don't want to die ......"

Jin Feng raised his eyes, and shouted in an eerie voice: "I'm the one who likes to see others commit suicide the most." ”

Gurion propped his hands on the ground, his body kept retreating, until he pushed under the table, curled up into a ball, hugged himself and cried out tremblingly, "I...... I ......"

Jin Feng snorted and shouted, "Do you want to regret it?"

"As a national treasure master of the greatest nation, before you die, you should show your own backbone. ”

"When you die, your country will give you the honor you deserve. ”

"Die for honor, after all, you will be famous. ”

The roar immediately sent Gurion to the ground in fright.

I was arguing with Jin Feng just now, where did I put Jin Feng, a hairy boy, in my eyes, and said the word suicide without shame.

Who knew that he was slapped in the face alive, and now, it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he can't get off the stage at all.

Suicide!?

Who wants to commit suicide until that most tragic time?

Gurion, I haven't lived enough.

Honor!?

Not to mention the posthumous honors!

When other people saw Jin Feng so vicious, he actually forced his country's national treasure master to commit suicide, and in addition to grief, they were more resentful.

I can't wait to chop Jin Feng and eat it raw.

Jin Feng still didn't want to let go of Gurion, he took out his mobile phone and shook it, and shouted gloomily: "I didn't expect the dignified Grand Master Gurion to be a coward, and he didn't dare to fulfill your promise......

"Well, I won't force you. I'll go back tomorrow and sort this matter out and sign up for an account on Twitter......"

"Let the world see you for what you really are...... The grand master of archaeology and history was so frightened that he came to the corner of the table. ”

It's so humiliating.

What Jin Feng did was too humiliating.

Everyone at the scene was full of grief and indignation, and someone immediately stood up and shouted: "I will die for Master Gurion!"

Jin Feng turned around and said with disdain: "Get out, you don't have that qualification yet." ”

At this moment, the fat bald man laughed, squinted his eyes and rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jin, I have really seen your ability." It's amazing, it's breathtaking. ”

"You are this ......"

Giving Jin Feng a thumbs up, the fat bald man laughed and said, "There is no need for things to be so stiff. You are a good friend of Mr. Ron, and a good friend of ours in Hebrew, and I would like to ......"

Jin Feng tilted his head and looked at the fat bald man coldly: "Do you want to die for him? ”

When these words came out, the fat bald man couldn't answer, and there was a trace of anger in the embarrassment, but he didn't dare to show it.

Jin Feng sneered contemptuously and sneered: "Either you die, or you will kill me." What do you think?"

At this time, Ron, who had not spoken for a long time, stepped forward gently, took the mobile phone from Jin Feng's hand, his face was full of decadence, and sighed softly.

"Sharp. This thing. Let me figure it out. ”

"No one has to die. ”

"In this world, there is a solution to everything. ”

"Let's go. Feng, change places, here, I don't want to stay for a minute. ”

Shame on you!

It's a shame!

It's a shame!

Today is the National Museum's Day of Shame!

When the guards helped the national treasure master Gurion up, they found that Gurion had been scared to pee.

What a shame!

More than half an hour later, Gurion stood in the museum, watching the set of bronze bells of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the set of Haihuang furniture from the Ming Dynasty being removed, and his heart was dripping blood.

Two Haihuang armchairs, the best of the Ming Dynasty boutiques, each with a market price of tens of millions.

A sea-yellow bookcase is worth more than 10 million.

The bronze chimes were donated by a world-class magnate, and Gurion, as a master of treasure connoisseurs, certainly knew the value of this set of chimes.

The bell of the Western Zhou Dynasty is a priceless treasure. Even if it is left in Shenzhou, it is a treasure of the town.

was taken away like this and given to Jin Feng.

These things were given to Jin Feng just to save the life of one of his dogs.

Guri Anxin was so painful that he could not breathe, and he felt a huge shame that he had never felt before.

A dead foreigner actually blackmailed something from our National Museum.

This is simply the biggest, biggest, and most unforgivable shame of the new century!

However, this shame was caused by oneself.

If you don't give these things to Jin Feng, then there is only one other choice.

That is, to die yourself!

Life is precious, cultural relics are more expensive, if it is for fame, both can be thrown away.

Gurion sighed, slapped himself in the face, shook his head, and bowed his head.