The knowledgeable Mr. Ma recognized at a glance this ritual vessel used by Chinese kings to sacrifice to the earth, but he was experienced enough to suppress the shock and thunder in his heart, and quietly talked to Lucas Tritzer. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Tritzer wanted to find out what this thing that had been in the house for a hundred years was, but how could Mr. Ma tell him the truth.

Teacher Ma incarnated as Ma Da Fool: This thing is probably the fire stirring stick used to burn fires in rural China in the past, or it was used by the old woman to make a sour cabbage when she pickled cabbage. What? Don't you look like it? You know what, have you ever seen a Chinese earthen stove? Do you know what a septic tank is?

The Martha collector fooled a German illiterate person and didn't it seem like playing? In the end, it was Tritzer who took the initiative to lick his face and begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother to let Mr. Ma buy Yucong, and Mr. Ma also twisted and pinched a hundred reluctant looks and took out 2,000 marks. The illiterate Tritzer counted the money in the back room with pride, how did he know that even if it was 20 million or 200 million, his Chinese grandfather Ma would try his best to bring Yucong home.

Mr. Ma was in tears on the plane back to China, and he was shaking like chaff and crying silently during the flight of more than ten hours.

The largest existing jade cong in China is only half the size of this one, and it is already a priceless treasure. With a history of more than 4,000 years, this jade cong records the cultural inheritance of 5,000 years of Chinese civilization, and it has been passed down in the sacrificial ceremonies of the kings of all Chinese dynasties.

Mr. Ma donated Yucong to the country, and the country's heavy weapon finally returned to his hometown after a hundred years of vicissitudes!

After professional cleaning, care and maintenance, Yucong has regained its original brilliance. The black jade is thick and profound, and the sky-grabbing momentum it exudes is breathtaking. After a period of admiration by the Chinese people who flocked to the news in the independent exhibition hall, the jade cong was immediately properly treasured and easily disappeared from the public, becoming one of the treasures of the Forbidden City.

This incident caused a sensation in the country, and later even spread to Europe. When Tritzer heard about it, he almost didn't die of anger with himself, and he cried to death for half a month before he could get out of bed. But who can you blame? It was originally stolen by you, and it was originally Chinese. Who made you uneducated, who made you lame? Cultural relics are actually sold for an eye.

That's the story. As a result, Lucas Trizer, a second-class police officer, hated the Chinese for something he did not deserve.

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"Flameout! Show your driver's license! Telitzer stood outside the car and said angrily to Zhuo Yang.

Zhuo Yang poked his head out a little with a grin: "Good evening." According to the usual experience, the other party should exclaim at this time: It turned out to be Zhuo, go out to play? Have you eaten it? ……

"Get your hands off the wheel and get out of the car right away! Put your hand where I can see it! Tretzer glared.

......" Zhuo Yang didn't expect it. Officer, I'm ......"

"I repeat, get out of the car right away! Hands on where I can see! Tletzer roared.

Zhuo Yang walked out of the Porsche a little stupidly: This product doesn't seem to know me! He felt a little big: "Hi, I'm ...... Madi"

"Shut up, damn gringos. Turn around and put your hands on the roof of the car. Telitzer didn't want to hear Zhuo Yang at all, and smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

Zhuo Yang was a little reluctant, but after hesitating for a moment, he did so.

"Now tell me, where is your driver's license?" Teltzer is very experienced, and at this time he has already guessed that Zhuo Yang may not have a driver's license.

“…… I'm sorry...... No. Zhuo Yang had no choice but to admit it.

"Damn gringo, you're arrested. Spread your legs apart and clasp your hands behind your head. As he spoke, Tltizer kicked Zhuo Yang in the calf, trying to force him to spread his legs apart.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang became angry, turned around, grabbed Trizer's left hand with a backhand, and was about to have a seizure.

The cold muzzle of an HK-P7 police pistol was pressed against Zhuo Yang's head.

It's hard for anyone who hasn't experienced it to appreciate the feeling of being held to the head at gunpoint, which is a naked death threat.

Zhuo Yang, who was frightened, woke up instantly, and after a short period of fear, he quickly calmed down, controlling the conditioned reflex that almost exploded in his body, and Zhuo Yang's brain analyzed the situation in front of him as fast as the speed of light.

Tleezer's partner also bowed down and aimed at Zhuo Yang with a gun five meters from the side, and would not hesitate to shoot if they encountered resistance.

Director Li of the Military Physical Education and Research Department of the compound is a well-known combat expert in the whole army, and he knows nothing but to defeat the enemy with one move. Zhuo Yang once practiced with Uncle Li for a summer vacation, and Zhuo Yang was a genius.

In a thousandth of a second, Zhuo Yang's brain had already run tens of thousands of turns, and he was instantly convinced that he had at least seven ways to knock out the gun in his hand before Tellitzer could react. There are four ways to take the HK-P7 with a bare hand before the gun goes off, and at least two ways to use the Tellitzer as a meat shield to cover yourself after taking the pistol.

However, the other party is a policeman!

The little pig turned pale with fright, and his voice changed tone: "Zhuo Yang, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." ”

No way! You can't resist, if you don't want to make things bigger, if you don't want to go to jail or hide in Tibet and become a fugitive, you can't resist. Zhuo Yang's control of emotions learned from music allowed him to avoid impulsiveness at this moment and avoid making things out of control.

Zhuo Yang gave up, he silently turned around, and let Second Class Constable Tryzer twist his hands and handcuff him.

"You've been arrested! You are suspected of driving without a license, driving under the influence of alcohol, serious speeding, or assaulting a police officer. You have the right to remain silent......"

Zhuo Yang's most important eighteenth birthday, his coming-of-age ceremony, this night, Zhuo Yang spent alone in the detention cell of the Hannover police station.

Zhuo Yang is very smart, he has never seen and heard of it. He declined to answer any arraignments and inquiries, saying he would not answer any questions until a lawyer was present, believing that his friends were already starting to figure things out.

In the sweltering heat of the detention cell, Zhuo Yang began to reflect on the whole thing. There was no doubt that he was wrong, and even though he was a fucked person, Officer Tlistzer didn't wronged him. In addition to the alleged assault on the police, which is still to be discussed, several other charges are ironclad facts. He began to analyze why this happened to him, why he appeared here on this night when the spring breeze was proud, in full bloom.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Yang to bravely reflect on what was wrong - he was a little inflated!

Success on the pitch, achievements on the piano, made him a star and a darling quickly. His heart was filled with the platter of praise and flowers, and the flattery and doting of everyone flirted his chest. The defeat on the pitch a few days ago only made him reflect on the level of football competition, but it did not touch the depths of his soul. The occurrence of such a thing today is accidental, but it is also inevitable. He forgot the words that his father had hung on the inner wall of the little study and had spoken to him—Shen Du!

Thinking of his father, Zhuo Yang couldn't help but feel annoyed. If you let your father know, you can imagine how disappointed he will be in himself!

However, Zhuo Yang didn't know that his troubles were far more than that.