Cigars needless to say, Havana, the top cigar brand.

Fan Qingzhu sat on the sofa opposite Jin Feng, crossing Erlang's legs, her height was 1.75 meters, and her figure was far better than those young model Internet celebrities.

Especially those two long legs, which are more than one meter long, have killed many supermodels in seconds.

Long legs, slender waist, hands together, cold expression, has a special charm.

"Uncle Bao Guoxing told me that you are the most amazing appraiser he has ever seen, and that he was still digging in the mud at the site of the ancient tomb when he was your age. ”

"No treasure does not move. What you can look at is definitely a boutique, and maybe, it is still a national treasure. ”

"Am I right?"

"You're a chicken thief. ”

Jin Feng ignored Fan Qingzhu at all, tilted his head slightly, took a big cigar in his mouth, and tapped his fingers on his knees.

Fan Qingzhu sneered and said, "Because of me, you got this thing." According to the rules, should you give me a 10% commission?"

"Or maybe it's a tap?"

Jin Feng paused, the big cigar lightly poked at the edge of the silver lace ashtray, and said lightly: "You still owe me two thousand yuan." ”

"You ......"

Fan Qingzhu's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly: "But you got this thing." ”

"You held it in your hands from the beginning, and you haven't let go until now. Proof that this thing is very valuable. ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "I don't know if it's expensive or not." Treasure, certainly treasure. ”

"But it's none of your business. ”

"Because, you, you still owe me two thousand yuan!"

Fan Qingzhu was so choked by Jin Feng's words that he didn't dare to squeak, and said hatefully: "Jin thief!"

"Shame on you. ”

"Shameless of you. ”

Jin Feng said coldly: "You are fully responsible for the traffic accident, you should feel lucky, if there is a child in the car, you have already entered." ”

After a pause, Jin Feng whispered.

"The female driver of the road killer, everywhere she goes, there is no grass...... The ancients did not deceive me. ”

Fan Qingzhu suddenly felt a rush of blood towards his head, and stood up.

He is the leader of the special department, and he has already been tempered to the extreme in driving, and he was indeed careless on the street just now, but he has definitely not fallen into the realm of a road killer.

"You ......"

The words behind him didn't come out, and the heavy door opened gently.

A foreigner walked in.

The foreigner is full of white hair, a little sparse, his back is slightly hunched, and his complexion is not very good.

He wore a standard suit and waistcoat, a bow tie, a crimson handkerchief in his chest bag, and a coat of arms on his chest, which was the special coat of arms of the royal family of matadors.

The old man is naturally the old Prince Puyol in Kevin's mouth, the oldest and oldest member of the royal family of bullfighting.

Asadlan's nephew.

After entering the door, Puyol opened his arms and ran forward in small steps to hug and kiss Jin Feng, very enthusiastic.

Jin Feng opened his mouth to speak, and a series of foreign words came out, which made Puyol stunned when he heard it, and he was even more surprised.

"Thank you, Kim. A hundred years ago, my uncle and your ancestors forged that sincere friendship......"

"A hundred years later, Kevin Jr. and you have witnessed the unwavering friendship of the older generation. ”

Next, of course, is the main event.

Two royal retinues laboriously pushed two objects in small carts, rarely covered with fine chiffon.

The chiffon cloth was embroidered with a large badge with gold thread and gold edges.

This is also the royal heraldic pattern of the bullfighting country.

Fan Qingzhu's heart chuckled, holding his breath and waiting for the following.

The attendant gently lifted the gold-rimmed chiffon, and a dull yellow guillotine came into view.

The dragon head on the left side of the guillotine was hideous and vicious, making Fan Qingzhu suddenly feel his breath stagnate.

This is a guillotine in the shape of a dragon boat.

The upright dragon head has a flat dragon body with a length of about one meter and two at the base, and a bald tail at the back end.

The whole guillotine is made of copper, the dragon head is depicted extremely delicately and divinely, the dragon horn is obliquely pestle to the sky, the dragon's mouth is wide open, as if it is roaring, more like it is in shock.

The dragon's teeth are sharp and sharp, the upper and lower six teeth are very neatly opposed, and a pair of eyes are even more round, exuding a breathtaking evil aura.

The dragon body under the dragon's head, the fish scales are neatly arranged, the lines are smooth, and the specifications reveal an indescribable beauty.

Even Fan Qingzhu, who didn't know anything about antiques, felt that this was a very good-looking work of art when he saw this dragon's head guillotine, not a murderous guillotine.

Jin Feng was already squatting beside the guillotine at this time, his right hand gently stroking the head of the guillotine, and his palm was numb for a while.

The copper guillotine is very heavy, no less than four hundred catties.

The difficulty of this guillotine is the difficulty in casting.

You must know that this guillotine is an item from the Northern Song Dynasty in the 10th century, although the casting at that time has reached the highest peak in history, but it is difficult to cast a large guillotine like this at one time.

Sure enough, Jin Feng found clues under the dragon's neck and above the dragon's body.

As expected, the guillotine was molded into two molds, which were then inlaid and combined.

But to Jin Feng's surprise, the combination of these two parts is almost perfect, and even if you touch it with your hands, you will never find it.

This kind of craftsmanship is not bad now.

The dragon head guillotine is made of brass, after thousands of years, the body is black spots, and it is very pitted.

This is a naturally occurring aging pulp, and it is the best evidence of the age of this guillotine.

Looking down, Jin Feng's face changed.

"Where's the knife?"

In another cart, the attendant lifted the chiffon fabric, and a huge guillotine blade with a length of one meter and two jumped into view.

Jin Fengteng stood up and fixed his eyes, clenching his teeth tightly, but the corners of his mouth showed a deep smile.

This is the blade of a guillotine, similar to an elongated slender kitchen knife, with a wide body and a thick back, and it is extremely heavy to hold, and Jin Feng can't hold it with one hand.

The cutter head is oblique and flat, with a ring at the top, which is connected and fixed with the bolt in the seam of the faucet's guillotine, from the cutter head downward, all the way tightened, and finally to the handle.

The back of the knife is thick with a thumb, and the widest part of the blade reaches 20 centimeters, and it is retracted in an arc at the end of the knife until the handle.

This knife body is made of fine fine iron repeatedly beaten and refined, and now the circle of circular patterns can be clearly seen in the wound of the knife body, which is extremely irregular but looks gorgeous and extraordinary.

Jin Feng was secretly excited in his heart.

He knew that this was a special knife pattern that would only be formed after folding and forging and refining repeatedly.

Look down to the handle of the knife.

As Jin Feng imagined, the grip was a dragon's tail shape, which just matched the base of the dragon's head guillotine.

The knife has been around for a thousand years, and although it is beautifully cast, it is rusty, and the vicissitudes of life are infinite, which is emotional.

Jin Feng stood on the left side of the dragon's head guillotine, held the dragon's neck with one hand, and flipped it on the spot.

The four-hundred-pound guillotine was tilted hard under the power of Jin Feng's one hand and leaned on Jin Feng's leg.

This frightened the two attendants on the side.

Old Prince Pujol widened his eyes and clutched his chest, completely frightened by Jin Feng's divine power.

You must know that Jin Feng's right arm is still in a plaster cast, tied with a splint, and wrapped in thick gauze.

With just one hand, he knocked down the four-hundred-pound dragon head guillotine, which is not Hercules.

Fan Qingzhu on the other side was even more suspicious of Jin Feng, but he was even more suspicious.

That day, Jin Feng used the golden needle puncture point in the Ge family's alchemy pharmacy, and then Jin Feng underwent earth-shaking changes.

And his body was seriously injured, but he recovered very quickly after this day, what secret is hidden in this?

"I'm going to have to look into it. ”

At this time, Jin Feng frowned slightly, and moved the dragon head guillotine back to its original position with his hands and legs.

A deep smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because just now, he saw a large regular script at the bottom of the dragon's head guillotine.

The origin of this dragon's head guillotine is already being revealed.

In the other trolley was a long box, made of walnut wood, and the style was obviously not in the style of Shenzhou.

Walnut wood is a precious wood in Europe, and hundreds of years ago, they could not get yellow pear and red sandalwood.

Black walnut is their best wood.

The box has the unique coat of arms of the bullfighting royal family on it, and it must be hundreds of years old to see the pulp.

The squire gently opened the box, and two swords lay quietly on the thick cushion.

One long and one short. ()

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