The young man in front didn't hear Ding Hui's shout. Ding Hui used his strength to sprint forward, grabbed the young man and shouted, "Mr. Jin!"

The young man in black suddenly turned around, glanced coldly at Ding Hui and scolded angrily: "Your name is Mao by the north?"

"Who the is Mr. Jin? Are you blind? Lao Tzu's surname is Quan. ”

"Fuck you. ”

"I almost broke the vase that Lao Tzu bought. I want your life. ”

Ding Hui stood on the spot for a moment, and hurriedly bowed to the young man and apologized.

The young man pointed at Ding Hui and scolded a few more words, but he was still angry, until he got into the car, he was still scolding and scolding.

At this time, Ding Hui was completely desperate, desperate to the extreme.

"Wife. I'm sorry. ”

"See you in the next life. In the next life, I will still be bullied by you"

Ding Hui muttered in his mouth, and walked towards the Xihe Bridge, already thinking of dying.

Walking and walking, suddenly a car braked sharply in front of Ding Hui, and the driver roared at Ding Hui and scolded: "Fuck your mother, you are looking for death!"

Ding Hui Muran looked back at the super cool sci-fi sports car, said sorry blankly, and walked straight to the bridge.

At this time, a loud and solemn voice came: "Mr. Ding." Why are you here?"

"You're not in the jadeite business anymore?"

This solemn voice is tantamount to the sound of heaven.

Ding Hui stayed for half a minute before he dared to turn his head slowly, and what caught his eye was the familiar dark and amiable face.

Ding Hui was trembling all over, his teeth were rattling, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

Then, with a puff, he knelt down for the man.

The man immediately hugged Ding Hui, who was cold, and shouted in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"How can I help you?"

Ding Hui hugged the solid body of the win, and cried out with a heart-rending howl.

"Mr. Kim, save my wife"

"I'm in trouble!"

"Please"

An hour later, Ding Hui, who was well-fed, sat in the back seat of the sports car and quietly looked at the driver.

No matter how you look at this handsome guy, he is a few points similar to Wu Xiangming's bodyguard last night.

But then Ding Hui immediately denied his idea.

How could someone who could afford to drive such a sports car be Wu Xiangming's bodyguard.

After a while, the Seventh Ancestor carried Ding Hui and Jin Feng to a place, and said to Ding Hui: "Don't us." Tell you, my brother was even wrong for you. If you dare to slap us, I won't be the first to spare you, young master. ”

"If you want to save your wife, this is your only chance. ”

Ding Hui was so frightened that he didn't dare to talk to the Seventh Ancestor, but Jin Feng scolded the Seventh Ancestor twice, and comforted Ding Hui softly.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have asked about your father-in-law. that you have suffered such a great sin. ”

"You think about it. This batch of things will definitely not see the light of day. Otherwise, your wife wouldn't have put the store out and hid overnight. ”

Ding Hui smoked a cigarette and shook his head and said in a low voice, "Don't blame you, Mr. Jin." It's all my mouth. ”

"When my uncle was there, he repeatedly told me not to expose those bronze artifacts, and I kept them for the rest of my life. ”

"I thought it had been all this time, and it should be fine. ”

"After you left that day, my wife heard about it and beat me up. I didn't know why. ”

"But it's too late to regret it. ”

"My wife has always known the origin of these things. He just never told me. ”

As he spoke, Ding Hui burst into tears again.

Jin Feng patted Ding Hui: "Although your wife beats you every day, you still know how to save your wife." It's rare to see a man like you. ”

Ding Hui grabbed Jin Feng's arm like grasping the last straw that saved his life: "Mr. Jin, these things have never been exposed for decades and no one knows. ”

"You promised me that you would give me so much no matter whether it was worth the money for that sports car. My wife depends on you to save her life."

"Woo woo"

Saying that, Ding Huijing hugged Jin Feng and cried again like an old lady.

The Seventh Ancestor showed a strange look next to him, and he couldn't stop coughing with his mouth covered fiercely, his face turned red, and he almost laughed.

Jin Feng glanced at the Seventh Ancestor, and the Seventh Ancestor immediately slapped himself hard, and shouted at Ding Hui with his head and face: "Cry your mother." Isn't it a good thing that my wife is gone? ”

Ding Hui shook the head of the fifth-gear electric fan and whimpered and shouted, "You haven't been beaten by your wife, you don't understand." ”

"My wife doesn't yell at me for a day and don't beat me, I'm bored for a day. ”

"She doesn't love me anymore. ”

Hearing this, the Seventh Ancestor immediately rolled his eyes and almost choked to death.

Jin Feng coughed twice and said softly: "Since you have decided, I have nothing to say." Let's hurry. I look at things first. There are still a few hours left to rush back to North City to redeem your wife. ”

Ding Hui nodded heavily, wiped away his tears and led Jin Feng into a residential area.

This is the last place where Ding Hui and his family hid those things.

The day before yesterday, Ding Hui, who was very honest, was told those things by Jin Feng's routine, and then Ding Hui said these things to his wife.

His wife immediately blew up her hair and beat Ding Hui hard, and then told the origin of these things.

Ding Hui was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and then he knew that he had caused a big disaster.

dragged the body that was beaten half to death by his wife and tinkered on the Internet overnight, and at noon the next day, he transferred it to the store at the price of cabbage. Then he ran to Taizhong's hometown for refuge.

Who knows, you can't hide from the fifteenth year of junior high school.

The unexpected car accident completely cut off all thoughts of Ding Hui and his family.

Fortunately, at the most critical juncture, Ding Hui unexpectedly met Jin Feng, the peerless savior.

This house was rented by Ding Hui to his classmates. So Jin Feng didn't find the relevant information.

The house is located in the far corner of the alley, and there is no one at all on weekdays, which makes it very cold.

The house doesn't look out of the ordinary from the outside. Ding Hui ran out of the hospital empty-handed, and he definitely couldn't open the door.

Just when the Seventh Ancestor was about to bang on the door, Ding Hui took out the key from the flower pot at the door of the house, which made the Seventh Ancestor disdain for a while.

A two-storey villa on the first floor and one at the bottom, a two-box car can be parked in the front yard, and there is a laneway leading to the backyard on the left.

Walking into the small courtyard, Jin Feng sniffed vigorously, and there was nothing unusual.

At this time, he is not afraid of Ding Hui making any waves.

After entering, he went straight to the point, Ding Hui took Jin Feng upstairs, opened the door and pushed open a room.

"Phew!"

"Fuck me!"

"Fuck !!"

At that moment, the Seventh Ancestor shouted five sentences in a row, fuck. I stared blankly at what was in front of me, and my eyes fell.

When you see it, it's a room full of copperware!

The bronze tripod of the food utensils, the mustache for steaming, the pot for cooking, and the bronze pot equivalent to the current soup bowl. There are also bronze bowls and tuns.

The former is a tool used to hold rice, millet and sorghum, while the latter is a vessel used to place meat.

Before the collapse of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the ancestors of Shenzhou were very complicated and particular about the classification of bronzes.

What is eaten is eaten, what is used is used, and what is sacrificed is sacrificed. Each type of bronze is made to the strictest specifications and formats.

In addition to the most important food vessels, there are other bronze jue, bronze horns, bronze kews, bronze goblets, and wine vessels and ritual vessels that are densely placed in the small room.

In addition, there are bronze pots of water vessels, bronze plates, bronze bowls, and bronze jians.

There are a lot of dense piles, no less than seventy or eighty pieces.

The Seventh Ancestor has been following Jin Feng for so many years, and he still has a little bit of vision for the treasure appreciation.

These red, green and rusty guys were placed in front of their eyes, and the inscriptions and ornaments of various utensils were colorful and came into their eyes, which frightened the well-informed Seventh Ancestor.

"My God. It's fucking that museum stolen. ”

Muttering to himself, the Seventh Ancestor searched for it in the small room.

"Fuck me!"

"Bronze Square Plate !!"

Suddenly, the Seventh Ancestor saw an object, and his eyes were straight.