The owner of Wanbaolou is called Wang Qi, nicknamed "Ghost Eye", and he is also one of the best in the antique industry in Shanghai.

This time, Wang Qi just bought back a Ming Yongle blue vase from abroad, with a bidding price of more than one million, but the real value was 15 million after expert appraisal.

Wang Qi made a windfall in this wave of trading, and he was happy, so he exhibited this Yongle blue vase in the shop today.

With the flow of people, Xia Xing soon came to the booth.

Although Xia Xing didn't understand antiques, with the help of his perspective eye, he could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the vase.

"Boss Wang, congratulations, you deserve to be a ghost, it's amazing. ”

"yes, now those foreigners are crying and fainting in the toilet, haha!"

"Boss Wang deserves to be one of the top treasure experts in our Jiangnan, I don't have the eyesight to say. ”

"This time, our Wanbaolou can also be regarded as a treasure of the town store, congratulations!"

Everyone gathered around an old man in gorgeous clothes, and you slapped my ass.

Xia Xing couldn't help but sneer when he heard those disgusting sycophants.

In the midst of the compliments, the sneer sounded particularly harsh.

Wang Qi frowned, and walked in front of Xia Xing with a calm face: "Little brother, why did you make a sneering sound for no reason?"

Seeing this scene, everyone around them turned their eyes on Xia Xing.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I just feel that these sycophants are ridiculous." ”

"Hatred from Wang Qi +666!"

"Hatred from Wu Yong +333!"

"Hatred from Li Dazhuang +222!"

"From ......"

"What did you say?" Hearing Xia Xing's words, Wang Qi's face became even more ugly.

Wang Qi is not only a master of antiques, but also inextricably linked with underground forces.

How could he tolerate a young man to sarcastically mock himself in front of everyone.

"Young man, you have to be responsible for what you say, I wonder what is ridiculous about what they say?"

While speaking, Wang Qi had already given a few guys a look, and quietly surrounded Xia Xing.

"Boss Wang, your vase was shot in Singapore, right?" Xia Xing suddenly asked.

Wang Qi's face changed and he hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

Xia Xing joked: "Of course I know, because this vase is new, fake, and broken, so it must be made in Singapore!"

"What do you mean my vase is fake?" Hearing Xia Xing's words, Wang Qi's eyes already showed a cold light.

Wang Qi was just about to have a seizure, and the people beside him couldn't wait to jump out.

"Little brat, you know a fart, Boss Wang has seen more antiques than you have eaten, and Huangkou Xiaoer dares to talk about it here?"

"Who said I don't understand, aren't you farting right now?" Xia Xing retorted indifferently.

"Hatred from Li Dazhuang +999!"

"I think this kid is just grandstanding, what kind of antiques does a little kid know?" another white-haired old man snorted coldly.

Xia Xing rolled his eyes: "Old man, you have heard that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the new people in the world drive out the old people, don't come out and pretend to be forced at your age, and the province will be photographed to death on the beach." ”

"Hatred from Lu Gang +999!"

Although he was ridiculed by everyone, Xia Xing did not fall below at all, but fought with the crowd.

Seeing that Xia Xing's arrogance became more and more arrogant, Wang Qi, as the master, naturally couldn't hold his face, he stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, let me say a few words to this young man." ”

Hearing Wang Qi's words, everyone stopped their voices and stared at Xia Xing with cold eyes.

"Young man, what evidence do you have that this vase of mine is fake?" Wang Qi stared at Xia Xing and asked coldly.

"Then what evidence do you have for saying that this vase is real?" Xia Xing asked rhetorically.

Wang Qi sneered and said confidently: "The name of my Wang's ghost eyes is not in vain, I don't know how many treasures I have appreciated over the years, and I have never been eye-catching. ”

"Never, doesn't mean there won't be, and it doesn't prove that you didn't look away this time. Xia Xing said.

Wang Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and from Xia Xing's words, he had already determined that this kid was here to smash the field at all.

Although he didn't know who was behind Xia Xing, if this matter was settled, his reputation would be ruined.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Qi said: "Boy, if you can prove that this vase is fake, you can pick a treasure at random in my shop, if my vase is real, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, you have to kill yourself to leave." ”

As soon as Wang Qi's words came out, the onlookers in Wanbaolou gasped.

They naturally knew Wang Qi's background, obviously Wang Qi was furious this time, unless Xia Xing could prove that this vase was fake, it would be difficult to get out of Wanbao Tower.

"Talking counts?" Xia Xing was not only not afraid, but his face actually showed a touch of joy.

"My Wang Mou's words are difficult to chase, you dare to bet. Wang Qi stared at Xia Xing and said coldly.

Xia Xing looked excited: "Bet, gamble, bet, this is what you said, I can pick whatever you want in your store, and I can't regret it!"

Looking at Xia Xing's expression, Wang Qi frowned, originally he wanted to take Xia Xing into an army, but looking at the other party's expression, he was obviously confident.

Xia Xing walked to the vase under the gaze of everyone, picked up the vase and looked at it a few times, and finally raised it high above his head, and fell to the ground in the stunned eyes of everyone.

Bang!

The Ming Yongle blue vase worth tens of millions was smashed in an instant!

Rumble!

The onlookers were all stunned, and they were stupid by Xia Xing's actions.

"Hatred from Wang Qi +666!"

"Hatred from Wu Yong +333!"

"Hatred from Li Dazhuang +222!"

"From ......"

Damn, is this kid crazy?

Tens of millions of vases were smashed just like that.

Do you know how expensive this vase is?

For a while, countless hatred points poured into the hate system.

And Wang Qi, the owner of the vase, was stunned at first, then his eyes were on fire, and he trembled and pointed at Xia Xing: "You...... You ......"

However, Xia Xing didn't seem to be angry, and smashed the debris with his foot.

Finally, the vase, which was worth tens of millions, instantly turned into a pile of debris, and it was difficult to find even a palm-sized piece.

Everyone was stunned in an instant!

Crazy, this kid must be crazy!

Wanbaolou was silent, and everyone didn't dare to take a breath.

Wang Qi pointed at Xia Xing with trembling fingers, his heart was dripping blood, fifteen million, and he was smashed into slag like this.

Seeing the boss's dejected appearance, those subordinates instantly surrounded Xia Xing in the center, with hideous faces, obviously wanting to arrest Xia Xing and teach him a hard lesson.

The onlookers looked at Xia Xing with pity, this young man was too crazy, or this young man himself was crazy.

Xia Xing looked at everyone calmly, is this vase fake?

Of course not, this vase is a genuine Ming Yongle blue vase, not only real but also a genuine product of the royal family, worth not only fifteen million, but hundreds of millions!

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