Then he turned around and bowed lightly to the judges: "Judges, please judge the four famous paintings I brought." ”

"Thank you. ”

When these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on the judges' seats.

Many of the judges on the judges' bench had different faces, and they weren't very good-looking anyway.

However, out of politeness and out of obligation, they went down to appraise these four famous paintings.

With such a hefty appearance fee, it's time to perform real technique.

The grandmasters of several auction houses and several large museums in the Western world had kind and harmonious faces, but they sneered in their hearts.

Let me slap your yellow-skinned monkey's face swollen.

The sun never sets on the Imperial Museum, the chief appraiser at Sotheby's, and the three giants of the First Empire Metropolitan Museum walked in front of each of the three paintings.

Before they got closer, a few people felt that something was wrong.

Xia Yuzhou pushed Xia Ding to Jin Feng's side, but these sub-judges didn't have time to pay attention to Shenyan Jin, but focused all their attention on the painting.

Although Xia Ding did not understand Western oil painting, he could understand the idea of painting.

That's enough.

When he saw the famous painting of the advent of the gods, Xia Ding quietly narrowed his eyes.

Long Yao was slowly walked down with the help of a special person, and gathered in front of the most famous Last Supper.

At such a casual glance, Long Yao sighed.

Long Yao, the great master, like Xia Ding, doesn't know much about foreigners' paintings, but painting and music have no borders.

Everything in the world has the same path, and when it comes to the corner of their great master, they have their own way of seeing things.

The Last Supper is the work of Leonardo da Vinci, the greatest master of the Western world, and the handwriting of the great master is definitely different from ordinary people. This point is also the same as that of the giants of the previous dynasties of Shenzhou.

Long Yao couldn't stop his eyes when he looked at this, and he looked all the way, and slowly, his body began to stiffen.

The only one who didn't go up to join in the excitement was only two people.

Babaten, President of UNESCO, and Gurion, the Hebrew National Treasure.

As for the authenticity of these oil paintings, these two old white skins know better than anyone else.

As early as when Jin Feng hadn't taken these paintings out, the two old and two forced to muttered on them about which paintings Jin Feng would take.

But to the surprise of the two old and second men, the four paintings that Jin Feng took out were ......

It's a little too scary.

The two old guys followed the judges to the four paintings, looked at them, and saw Jin Feng beside them.

After arriving next to Jin Feng, the two old men looked extremely calm, and gave each other a cover to Jin Feng, full of flattery and stammering.

There is also the flattery that almost erupts out, and the admiration of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

Especially Na Babateng, when he saw the sapphire ring on Jin Feng's hand, his eyes were green.

The ring was brought to the Gallic by Napoleon's second wife, the Princess of the City of Music.

Later, after divorcing Napoleon, the princess returned to the capital of music and died in her hometown.

The Nazis annexed the city of music, and all these things were ruthlessly snatched.

This ring is also what I want the most.

Because this is the national treasure of the country of Gallic chickens.

It is their duty and responsibility to bring back the national treasure of the Gallic chicken.

Jin Feng stood calmly beside the two of them, his eyes did not blink, and he calmly shook hands with the two people who had long been familiar with each other and could not be more acquainted.

When the two heavyweights who were abused by themselves could no longer abuse Jin Feng, they maintained a very serious and stern look.

I have to say that the two dicks are both drama spirits.

When shaking hands with the two elders, Jin Feng's eyes indifferently glanced at the little devil's treasure master Mufu Twelve, and immediately scared Mufu Twelve's crutches to the ground.

This old immortal old devil and old dog didn't die that night, it was really fateful.

However, the old dog's head was still wrapped in thick gauze, and he thought that he had also picked up a life that night.

When Mufu Twelve saw Jin Feng, it was like seeing the most terrifying ghost, and he kept retreating, until he retreated to the back of the judges who were farthest away, and his soul was scared away by Jin Feng.

What happened that night was the most terrifying nightmare of my life.

Those who died had already been dealt with by the people who came from behind, and finally left no traces.

If it is exposed, then his own reputation, the reputation of the entire empire, will be completely ruined.

However, what he didn't expect was that he would meet that demonic ghost here.

And this demonic ghost turned out to be Doubao's Jin Feng.

Again, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat and he was trembling all over.

When he saw Jin Feng smiling at him, Mufu Twelve almost fainted to death.

That night, he organized people to steal the treasure of Shenzhou, but Jin Feng recorded the whole process.

If Jin Feng sends those videos out, then ......

It's all over!

Jin Feng has never woken himself up, and he has not picked on this matter, what does he want to do?

The twelve hearts of Mufu even mentioned their throats and eyes, and what else did they have to think about paintings.

After a few minutes, many judges left the four famous paintings one after another, standing far away, and several giant grandmasters were still wearing high-powered magnifying glasses in front of the famous paintings.

The audience at the scene was a little impatient, especially Li Shengzun.

After another five minutes, Freeman, one of the most important figures on the Western jury of the conference, finally got up, took two steps back, and watched the Last Supper silently.

Li Shengzun finally couldn't help but step forward, smiled and asked politely, "Respected gentlemen of the jury, may I ask if your appraisal has any results?"

As a grandmaster-level figure of the First Empire, Freeman, one of the three masters of world archaeology, pinched his chin and nodded lightly, his expression was very indifferent.

Li Shengzun's smile became even brighter when he heard this, and he said softly: "It's fake, right?"

"I think it's fake. ”

Before Freeman could speak, Rutherf next to him couldn't wait to shout: "It's definitely fake." Not at all. ”

"Van Gogh's signature is a bit like it, but the starry sky is too scattered. ”

Rutherf's half-breed words also struck a chord with others.

Li Litian and Chen Xiaoshen of Hong Kong Island Province successively expressed their support for Rutherf's conclusions.

What a joke.

How can these words be true?

If that's true, then ...... Isn't it earth-shattering!

I'm afraid the whole Western world is going to riot!

Shen Zijing from Baodao Province naturally stood on the side of these people without a doubt.

I have a deep hatred with Jin Feng. Because of Jin Feng's intervention, he lost the Shen family's most precious "Confession to God" and Cixi Dadongzhu and Ni Zhan's "Late Autumn Picture".

This kind of hatred is not shared, and this time, it is absolutely necessary to take revenge back.

Xia Ding, Luo Ting, Xia Yuzhou, and Liu Jiangwei did not express any opinions at all.

Long Yao, as the Grand Master, whispered his opinion after pondering for a while.

"I can't see it!"

If you can't see it accurately, there will be too many meanings.

Didn't say it was wrong, and it didn't say it right.

It's an old fox who has lived like a good spirit.

At this point, there is no need to say anything more.

Li Shengzun smiled and said in a manly voice: "Mr. Jin, I'm sorry, you lost this game." ”

Jin Feng Muran said, "Are you sure I lost?"

Liu Jiangwei and a few people sighed secretly, full of taste.

Li Shengzun was a little impatient, and Shen Zijing from the treasure island next to him said coldly: "Mr. Jin, do you think these paintings may be real?"

Chen Xiaoshen, Li Litian and Lu Cerfu next to him were also sneering.

"Jokes. How can it be true?"

"If these paintings were real, they would have exploded a few years ago. ”

"That's right, if it's true, it will never be possible to run to Shenzhou, let alone fall into your hands. ”

"If you can't afford to lose, just say it. ”

"Don't waste everyone's time. ”

In the face of the aggressiveness of many people, Jin Feng half-lowered his eyelids and said indifferently: "You masters have said, can you count?"

Li Litian immediately sneered and shouted.

"Jin Feng. I've heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be exactly what they said, arrogant and arrogant. ”

"What we say doesn't count, do what you say count?"

"I still haven't admit defeat, it's really a shame for our Shenzhou. ”

Jin Feng said coldly: "Chairman Babaten, Master Gurion and Master Freeman didn't speak, and Song Wenfeng and Master Tony didn't speak either......

"Can you have the same eyesight as these masters in the field of oil painting?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Li Litian and several people changed. ()

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