"You...... You're a bastard!"

In my life, except for women, I like to bully bad people, so I can't give a happy word. ”

Su Wu directly waved his hand to interrupt everyone, and said impatiently.

"What if you lose?"

One of the professors, gritting his teeth, stared at Su Wu with extremely gloomy eyes and asked.

A group of professors are here, and if they don't dare to fight, once this matter spreads, it will be a fatal blow to their prestige.

Whether it is Lin Tiancheng or Zhu Wenlong, the money they can make every year is extremely terrifying.

"I lose, although there is no such possibility, but as a professional gambler, there should still be bets, if I lose, I will kneel down and kowtow directly to apologize, and eat the fake one!" Su Wu smiled lightly.

When the professors heard this, their eyes flickered for a moment, and then they nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Wenlong also had a hint of interest, looked at Su Wu and teased: "Come on, this little master, hurry up and start choosing!"

"Damn, do you think Lao Tzu is as small as you?" As soon as Su Wu heard that kid, he immediately glanced at Zhu Wenlong unhappily, and then directly picked up one of the "Spring Deep Tall Tree Pictures" and said with a smile: "Let me see if it's true, master." ”

"Haha, young man, young man, you are Lao Tzu's God of Wealth, look good, look good!"

When Zhu Wenlong saw it, he couldn't close his mouth with excitement.

Although the two paintings are true and fake, Su Wuna's painting is obviously of worse quality, but there are some differences in the material of the painting.

There has never been an accurate answer, mainly because those professors and experts don't want to take the blame, after all, whoever looks away on this occasion is equivalent to ruining the rest of their lives.

"Oh, young man, your luck doesn't seem to be good!"

"Yes, although we can't accurately distinguish the two paintings, there is a high probability that the one in your hand is a fake!"

Looking at the triumphant experts, the corners of Su Wu's lips rose, and an arrogant sneer appeared, and then he directly grabbed another painting and tore it apart with force.

"What, boy, you're so bold!"

"Do you know that you haven't been sure that one is the real thing yet, you dare to mess around?"

"Mr. Lin, where did this stunned youth come from?"

A famous professor and expert looked at it and immediately became angry, it was fake, and it was also a good work of art!

How could he be ruined by Su Wu like this?

Lin Tiancheng's face also turned gloomy in an instant, and Su Wu had gone a little too far.

"What are you doing? Do you know that once the painting you tore off is genuine, it will be worth at least 10 million!" Lin Chengcheng stepped forward and waited for Su Wu, and shouted angrily.

"Hehe, how is it a genuine work! See for yourself!" Su Wu smiled arrogantly, and put the rotten painting in his hand on the table.

"This, it turned out to be a mezzanine!"

"I'm going to go! I said, how is the thickness of this paper a little different?"

"Haha, it looks like what I guessed! ”

"Well, yes, Boss Zhu, you're not honest!

One of the famous professors looked confident, and said with a smile, as if they had already confirmed that this was a fake.

"Sting!"

Suddenly, Su Wu tore another painting in Lin Yi's hand in half.

All are petrified.

The professors who talked about it were all dumbfounded.

"You, you actually tore up the real thing?"

Lin Chengcheng looked at Su Wu, his beautiful and charming eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief.

This is a "tall tree in the depths of spring"! Antiques! It's a lot of money!

But now, Su Wu was torn apart.

"Mr. Lin immediately called the police, such a person is simply ruining the quintessence of the country!"

"Yes, this is an extremely rare genuine product, destroy one less one!

"Yes, a few of us will apply jointly immediately, we must lock this kid up, forget if you don't have any respect, and now you dare to destroy the national treasure?"

A professor who is usually high-ranking pointed at Su Wu and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

Lin Tiancheng's eyes were gloomy as water, and he stared at Su Wu and said in a deep voice: "You have done a little too much. ”

"Why don't I think it's over? I don't think he's demolished this house, this is my uncle of Long Jun, what do you want?"

When Long Jun saw it, everyone dared to accuse him of Long Jun's uncle, and he was suddenly like a awakened lion, staring at the people around him and questioning unruly.

is over eighty years old, but he is still the strongest person in Longjiang City, and with this alone, ordinary people dare not shout at him.

Sure enough, Long Jun was furious, and everyone in the entire living room instantly fell silent.

Rather offend Lin Tiancheng than offend Long Jun, this is the most widely circulated sentence in Longjiang City.

"Long Jun, come and sit, both paintings are fake, what's there to argue about?" Su Wu sat on the sofa, patted the sofa lightly, and said with a faint smile.

When Long Jun heard this, he was suddenly like a deflated ball, and the whole person had no temper at all, and hurriedly sat in front of Su Wu, that happy, arrogant look, just like a child in kindergarten, who was rewarded by the principal.

"It's all fake, hehe, young man, why do you make excuses for your actions?"

"That's it, anyway, you are the one who is covered by the dragon master, even if you really tear it up, no one will dare to trouble you.

"These two paintings have been identified by dozens of our experts, how can they be fake?"

"You're insulting us experts. ”

Su Wu looked at the angry experts, a touch of coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Zhu Wenlong, and grinned: "Old Zhu, I'm right, right?"

"Lao Zhu?"

Zhu Wenlong's nose twitched, and he almost exploded, he was only subordinate to Lin Tiancheng in Longjiang City, and he didn't call Mr. Zhu when he saw him on weekdays?

But now, Su Wu dared to call him Lao Zhu, what made Zhu Wenlong most unhappy was Su Wu's indifferent tone, that feeling, like a high emperor, talking to his courtiers.

This kind of tone, if there was really some feudal official who said it, he Zhu Wenlong would have recognized it, but now, it came from the mouth of a guy who looked less than twenty years old and had a strong local flavor as if he had come out of the mountains.

Zhu Wenlong was immediately unhappy, and snorted coldly: "Boy, don't talk nonsense here, one of these two paintings is genuine, and now you tear it up, be ready to lose money!"