The secret room of Mr. Yun's house is more than 1,000 square meters, although it is in the basement, the light is not dim, and you can see the sun's rays, because there are patios on the north and south sides.

The secret room is separated by a dozen or so compartments with wooden shelves and glass, and various antiques are displayed on the wooden shelves, mainly bronze mirrors, incense burners and bells. Among them, the bronze mirror is the largest, accounting for the absolute majority in number.

"With such a luxurious house to install these shabby things, rich people are really going to toss. Yang Ren muttered that he didn't understand antiques, and felt that it was too extravagant and wasteful for Mr. Yun to use such a big house to display these old and dilapidated things. He didn't believe that these things had any value, and felt that the rich people's collection of these things was just to decorate the façade and be elegant, which was not a serious thing, and belonged to the kind of things that belonged to the plaything and lost their minds.

Yang Ren's voice when he said this was very soft, but in the basement that was almost equal to a closed seal, the voice was amplified, and it naturally reached the ears of Yun Zong and the others, who all looked at Yang Ren with the eyes of a monster.

The combined value of all the exhibits here is more than three billion, but it has become a shabby thing in the mouth of this young man!

The atmosphere in the secret room suddenly became solemn.

Ren Chaodong glared at Yang Ren unhappily, and then looked at Mr. Yun carefully, only to see Mr. Yun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something.

Mr. Yun had invited experts in the museum industry to visit before, and no one had ever found a fake from him, so it can be seen that these collections are genuine, but they have become broken things in Yang Ren's mouth! He wanted to scold Yang Ren twice, but how could he be such a big boss and deal with a student in front of all the bosses, it was too uncultivated. So Mr. Yun just shook his head and didn't say anything.

"Wow, look, so many bronze mirrors, so many incense burners, so many antiques, you can open a museum. Mr. Yun really deserves to be the master of our collection industry. Ren Chaodong pretended to shout in order to adjust the atmosphere that had been ruined by Yang Ren's awkward words.

"There may still be some gaps in the collection of masters, but it should not be an exaggeration to call the bronze boss!" Mr. Ling corrected the color, in terms of strength, he and Mr. Yun are also at the same level, and there are many real antiques in the house, which are worth a lot of money, but he is reluctant to spend a lot of money to receive the goods, for fear of buying fakes like Mr. Shi, so there is still a gap between the quantity and Mr. Yun's collection, and he is a little jealous in his heart.

"Awards, awards!" Mr. Yun said modestly, but his eyes bloomed with a smile, because he was not an arrogant person, and he had always prided himself as a bronze boss. The unhappiness provoked by Yang Ren just now was swept away.

"Even if you can't be called a bronze boss, you definitely deserve to be called a bronze mirror boss!" said with a smile, he is similar to Mr. Yun's strength, and there are a mountain of antiques at home, but there are few really good things, most of them are Xibei goods. He once invited people in the industry to visit, and was secretly ridiculed by everyone as "Xibei Boss", so he felt a little unbalanced in his heart!

"Where, where!" Mr. Yun was humble as usual, but obviously perfunctory.

Yang Ren stopped talking, and followed behind everyone step by step, looking here and there, completely floating in the water, and not taking those things that the bosses regarded as treasures at all.

Suddenly, Yang Ren's eyes were attracted by a bronze statue, and he involuntarily walked to a remote cubicle.

There are all kinds of bronze statues here, including the statue of Erlang God, the statue of God of Wealth, the statue of Thor, the statue of the King of Heaven and so on.

What attracted Yang Ren's attention was a bronze statue of Tai Sui. In terms of materials, this Tai Sui bronze statue is not much different from the bronze statue of the God of Wealth next to it, the bronze statue of Erlang God, which is made of black bronze. It's just that a pair of pairs grew in the eye sockets of this Tai Sui bronze statue, and a pair of round eyes grew out of the eyes, which looked both hideous and weird.

Those eyes were obviously made of glass, but Yang Ren felt that one of the eyes was as smart as a real eye, with a blue light, and it seemed to blink at him, making him involuntarily lean forward.

Suddenly, the bronze statue of Tai Sui shook on its own, and it looked like it immediately fell to the ground.

Yang Ren quickly glanced left and right, and found that he was the only one in this compartment, and everyone else was far away, if this bronze statue fell down and was broken, where would he be able to make it clear?

He quickened his steps and leaned forward, ready to reach out to hold the bronze statue of Tai Sui, but his speed was still a beat slower.

"Dong~" The bronze statue slipped down from the exhibition shelf and fell heavily on the granite floor, making a very heavy and loud bang, and fell to the ground in front of Yang Ren, breaking into several pieces.

How can this bronze statue be so fragile, more fragile than a piece of iron!

Yang Ren was speechless!

A glass eyeball in the eye of the bronze statue of Tai Sui broke away from the broken eye, slipped to the ground, and after making a crisp sound, it bounced up again, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and flew in front of Yang Ren.

Yang Ren instinctively stretched out his left hand to catch the glass bead gliding in the air.

The glass bead was crystal clear, but there was a burning and stinging sensation in the hand. Yang Ren was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly raised his hand to shake it off, trying to shake off the glass bead, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't shake off the bead at all, and not only could he not shake off the bead, but also drilled into the skin of his palm visibly with the naked eye.

"What's going on?" Yang Ren was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed the glass bead with his right hand, trying to pull the bead out of the skin of his left hand. However, the harder he buckled, the faster the bead sank in, and soon disappeared from the palm, and strangely, there was no wound left on the palm of his hand, only a blue tattoo the size of a grape appeared on the skin of the palm.

In the next moment, Yang Ren felt one after another terrifying high temperature like magma turn into one blazing line of fire after another, through the palm of his left hand, invading his body, and entering his chest through his wrist and arm, this terrifying high temperature seemed to be reshaping his bones and viscera, bringing him a tearing pain, making his thin flesh unbearable, and soon fainted, and the whole person fell sideways on the granite ground, his right hand was still tightly grasping his left hand.

This terrifying high temperature almost melted Yang Ren's body, but fortunately, there were some invisible golden mist floating in the basement, this golden mist seemed to be attracted by some force, frantically surging towards the palm of his left hand, and continuously burrowed into his body, neutralizing the heat in his body to some extent, inhibiting the rapid rise of body temperature, so that he would not be melted by the high temperature.

The sound of the bronze statue falling to the ground was heavy and loud, humming and echoing in the sealed underground space, as if there had been an earthquake, and it alarmed everyone present.

"What's going on?" Mr. Yun frowned, his heart trembled, because anything here was a million, he trotted all the way to the place where the sound came from, and the other bosses were confused, glanced at each other, and followed.

Ren Chaodong looked left and right, but he didn't see Yang Ren's shadow, and his heart tightened for no reason, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Oops, my bronze Tai Sui has broken!" Mr. Yun cried out in pain.

"This bronze Tai Sui statue is worth at least five million, and it is a pity that it was broken. Mr. Shi seemed to be very knowledgeable and commented, with regret, but he was a little happy for no reason.

"Hammer!" Ren ran over in three steps and two steps to the east, and found Yang Ren lying on the ground next to a wooden frame, his eyes closed and unconscious. There were several bronze shards scattered on the ground next to him.

"Why is this little deflated three lying on the ground? He was not hit by the bronze, he must have pretended to be unconscious, so as to escape the responsibility of breaking the bronze Tai Sui statue. Mr. Shi said to himself, looking at the excitement for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Security!" Mr. Yun stared at Yang Ren on the ground, angry, and raised his head to the ground and shouted.

Immediately, two tall security guards ran down the stairs, ready to arrest people at any time.

"Call me!" Mr. Yun shouted, with a strong hatred in his eyes, his face distorted, and he almost completely changed into a person.