Chapter Seventy-Six: News!

"What did you say?" He Jian turned his head and said in a cold tone.

The fat man coiled the Buddha beads and mocked unabashedly: "I said that you guys are dirt buns, ignorant! This kind of rotten blade is also an antique?"

"That ancient knife can be packaged like this? laugh at me!" the fat man laughed.

He Jian frowned.

He wanted to get closer to Li Xingchen, so he came to this auction.

But this fat man dares to insult Li Xingchen's friend?

's character He Jian couldn't be clearer, and he is not a person who swallows his anger at all.

He Jian pointed at the fat man and said, "Dead fat man, I advise you to shut up quickly!"

The horizontal flesh on the fat man's face twitched, and he smiled: "What's the matter, this kind of parallel goods is not yet said?

"I really don't know what the people who hold the auction think. ”

"Garbage. The fat man scolded disdainfully, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop. Li Xingchen's tone was cold.

The fat man turned his head and glared at Li Xingchen with a lofty attitude, and his momentum was unyielding.

Li Xingchen said lightly: "What did you just say?"

"I said you guys are rubbish, you don't deserve to come to this auction. The fat man's face was hideous, his tone was a little heavier, and he mocked proudly.

Smack! Li Xingchen's backhand was a slap in the fat man's face.

A heavy slap mark appeared on his face.

The fat man's eyes widened. "You dare to hit me?"

"How dare you beat me! Trash, dare to hit me?" the fat man shouted with his face covered.

Li Xingchen laughed instead: "What if I beat you?"

"I'm going to destroy you!" the fat man yelled with bloodshot eyes.

The fat man's scream attracted the staff of the auction.

An old man who looks extremely elegant and wears a tunic suit. Walking out slowly, he smiled and said, "Several, why are you making noise at the door of my auction?"

"Old Fu. He Jian lowered his eyebrows and said.

Fu Lao smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Xiaohe, this is your friend?

The fat man covered his face and saw the old man come out. His eyes flashed with joy, and he asked, "You are the person in charge here?"

As soon as Fu Lao spoke, he was interrupted, but he was not angry, he turned his head and said patiently: "Old man, the organizer of this auction." ”

A flash of hatred flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he pointed at Li Xingchen and said, "It's these countrymen, Tubaozi." Just come in and do it to me!Hurry up and get the security guards to get rid of them!"

Fu Lao didn't answer, waiting for He Jian to explain.

He Jian replied: "This dead fat man has just come in. Just mock ***'s friend, and personally attack us, and hit him is reasonable. ”

The fat man's eyes flashed with annoyance and said, "This is an auction, you guys are taking out fakes, and no one else is allowed to say it?"

"Oh?" Fu Lao's eyes flashed with a glint of light.

He can leave nothing else, but take fakes at auctions. It's something that smashes his reputation, and you can't ignore it.

"Fuck your shit, this knife is more real than your father!" said the knife frantically, raising the long knife.

Fu Lao's eyes locked on the knife, his tone trembled, and he said excitedly: "This friend, can you lend me your knife to take a look?"

The knife maniac frowned: "What do you do with Lao Tzu's knife?"

Fu Lao sighed, "Since my friend is unwilling, then forget it." ”

"Show him. Li Xingchen suddenly said loudly.

Fu Lao's eyes when he saw the knife maniac, like a top artist.

Saw a perfect piece of craftsmanship.

The eyes were full of excitement.

The knife maniac was a little puzzled, but he still untied the big knife and handed it to Fu Lao.

Fu Lao took the knife with both hands and placed it on the table of the auction. Gently stroking each part of the knife with his right hand, he exclaimed, "What a knife! ”

"This knife is like an invincible army, and the cold is overwhelming. Full of murderous aura!" Fu Lao sighed, and a gloom suddenly flashed in his eyes: "The old man has been appreciating treasures for half his life, and it is not in vain to meet such a divine soldier in his twilight years." ”

Old Fu carefully handed the knife back to the knife maniac and asked, "Please forgive the old man, why can't you see the material of this knife?"

Li Xingchen chuckled on the side.

This knife.

It was refined by Li Xingchen by smashing the Nine Heavens Stars and giving it to the treasure of the sword maniac.

Even if Fu Lao has been appreciating treasures all his life, how can he see the material.

At most, you can see some doubts from the knife momentum.

"Old man, are you framing me?" The fat man couldn't help but say angrily when he saw Fu Lao praising this knife.

Fu Lao frowned and said, "Why did Mr. say this?"

The fat man scolded and said: "This is obviously a fake antique, and the inferior ones are not even imitations, you old man is blowing up here, what are you doing if you don't play Lao Tzu?"

"Presumptuous!" He Jian slapped the fat man in the face and said, "Fu Lao is a first-class treasure connoisseur in Huaxia, so it's your turn to question indiscriminately?"

The fat man had a red mark on the left and right sides of his face, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth and said, "A few of you are obviously colluding to play Lao Tzu." ”

"You wait for me, I have to abolish you!" the fat man roared, covered his face and ran out.

He Jian was trying to chase it.

Fu Lao waved his hand and said, "Xiaohe, just don't make trouble." ”

He Jian took a deep breath and said, "I'm just angry, that dead fat man dares to question Fu Lao." ”

Fu Lao smiled and said, "Xia insects can't talk about ice. The ancients have long warned us not to quarrel with these stubborn people. ”

He Jian lowered his eyebrows and said, "I've been taught." ”

Fu Lao nodded, "The auction is about to start, let's go in." ”

"But, Xiao He, could it be that this knife was taken out by your friend at this auction?" Fu Lao frowned.

He Jian shook his head and said, "Of course not, my friend sells three-color Buddha statues from the Tang Dynasty." ”

Fu Lao nodded.

If this knife is to be taken out for auction, it is simply a terrible thing.

The so-called auction is actually not interesting.

It's just a gathering of the northwest upper circles in the same place.

Each brought out some antiques to communicate.

As for Li Xingchen's Tang Sancai Buddha statue.

It is a priceless treasure, so He Jian has not been able to grasp the price.

Put it at auction to buy and sell.

is the most suitable.

If it's an ordinary Tang Sancai, it won't cost much.

But there are only two statues of the Tang Sancai Heavenly King. One of them has been destroyed, and the only one left is almost peerless.

No one expected that he would be wrapped outside by the owner of the antique with Ming Sancai.

It has been protected.

Li Xingchen was extremely calm.

He came to this auction, and the drunkard didn't mean to drink.

Not to attend an ordinary auction, but to get a message!

News from the dark world.