"This is Tang Bohu's painting?"

Before Gu Chaoyun could speak, a pot of spring was filled with knowledgeable people who exclaimed, looking at the landscape ink painting in Tan Si's hand, his eyes widened, and his chin widened.

If this is true, it is a veritable rarity, and its value is immeasurable.

It's a pity, Gu Chaoyun glanced at it casually and said lightly: "Fake." ”

Tan Si's smile froze, "I bought this from the British for a lot of money, it is said that it came out of the hands of a down-and-out prince, and I also found a few masters in the antique shop to see it, and they all said that it was genuine." ”

Gu Chaoyun raised his hand and twisted the drawing paper, and said slowly: "The person who imitates this painting is very skilled, and it is understandable to be wrong." ”

"Boss Yang, I don't know where you found out that this is a fake painting?"

Someone asked.

The one who asked was a master, standing behind Tan Si, respectfully, and standing with his hands down, but his tone was a little unconvinced.

Gu Chaoyun's gaze swept over the picture and admired, "The brushwork and ink are indeed unique, and they can almost be used to confuse the real." To be honest, at first glance, I thought it was Tang Yin's painting, but the paper was wrong. ”

The old master glanced at the drawing paper, "This paper is white and smooth like jade, the surface is smooth like silk, and the ink is soft. ”

Gu Chaoyun didn't even look at it now, picked a place to sit down, and said slowly: "At the beginning of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, there was a kind of paper called "Jingpi", which was a five-layer cotton paper. This kind of paper is thick and white, quite soft, but if it is baked and squeezed by a secret method, and then a little old, it is enough to be fake and real when put together with 'white deer paper'. It is said that this 'white deer paper' paper can be hidden deer pattern, but you look at the deer pattern on this painting, although the texture is formed, but there is no restrained trend, stiff and spiritless, it is clearly imitation. ”

The old master put on his glasses tremblingly, walked closer and stretched out his hand to touch it, and sighed faintly for a long time, "I don't want Boss Yang to be proficient in the screening of calligraphy and painting, his eyesight is outstanding, and he admires it." ”

But Gu Chaoyun took the painting, "But since it was given by Tan Siye, whether it is true or fake, in my Yang Shuang's eyes, it is all priceless things." ”

Tan Si smiled and looked at Gu Chaoyun with great appreciation, "Okay, come on, today's pot of spring is a treat for me Tan Si, and you let go of eating and drinking." ”

Gu Chaoyun rolled up the painting, but secretly said in his heart that it was a pity. He originally thought that this was really Tang Bohu's painting, but if so, he would have a greater certainty of the situation after he went back. Use this kind of thing as bait, and make sure that all the gods have to be tempted to enter the set.

"Huh?"

Just curled and rolled, he paused, as if he noticed something unusual, his eyelids drooped and he looked at the painting a few more times, his eyes flickered, but there was no sound on his face, but his movements were much softer.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, listening to the details of playing cards is needless to say.

By the time Gu Chaoyun came out of a pot of spring, the sky was already dark.

Holding the painting in his arms, he got into the carriage slightly drunk.

The coachman did not say a word and raised his horsewhip, and in the sound of the rhythm, he had rushed into the night.

I didn't say anything all the way, until I arrived at the Waibaidu Bridge and walked to the bridge.

The sound of "bang" was abrupt.

On both sides of the bridge, there were several black shadows in night clothes, throwing hooks and locks, fast as ghosts, flexible and terrifying.

With a sweep, the black shadow had already swept through the air with flying claws, and at the same time, he shook his hand at the carriage where Gu Chaoyun was and sacrificed more than a dozen cold star-like hidden weapons.

For a while, the crisp sound of gold and iron collision was endless, and sparks splashed everywhere, killing machines everywhere.

Before the groom could speak, the man had already flipped out of the carriage.

The horses pulling the cart were also cut by the darts and fled.

Looking at the carriage that collapsed to the ground like a coffin, a group of killers approached quickly, wanting to find out Gu Chaoyun's life and death, and couldn't wait to lift the curtain.

"Hmm!"

It's a pity that they are fast, and someone is faster.

As soon as the killer who lifted the curtain stretched out his hand, his eyes were full of tears in the next second, his eyes were bloodshot, and a wisp of blood soon overflowed under the black cloth on his face.

And at his throat, a bandaged right hand was pinching it, and the eagle's claws were clasped through the flesh, killing him with one move.

"Huh...... Hahaha......"

In the midst of a wild laugh.

The curtain suddenly rolled, and as soon as the figure pinched the killer's neck, it flew out like a swallow, and fell more than a dozen steps away in the blink of an eye.

It was Gu Chaoyun.

At this time, he still has half a drunk on his face.

With his fingers, he unscrewed off the killer's head a few times, and Gu Chaoyun threw away the corpse in his hand.

It's not just him.

The coachman on the ground, who seemed to be dead, suddenly a carp turned over and stood up, suddenly attacked, and with a fist, he picked two masked killers nearby to attack.

The change reversed suddenly, looking at the big man who pounced in front of him, under the street lamp, at first glance I saw the cold light blooming, and several Oriental knives were raised out of their sheaths and slashed at the coachman.

The coachman did not dodge or dodge, but suddenly lifted his breath, and the originally loose clothes suddenly tightened, and the whole person seemed to swell in a circle, and his short hair stood up like a halberd, like a steel needle.

The tiger's eyes were round, and the sword light fell.

Then I heard a few "ding" sounds, but I didn't see the scene of skin opening and flesh blooming and blood splashing.

Gu Chaoyun was amazed, and the killers were even more horrified, and said in a lost voice: "Henglian? ”

"Know the goods!"

The coachman finally spoke.

Under the torn clothes, a green dragon tattoo could be vaguely seen emerging from his bare flesh, and the intact body was none other than Qin Long.

The fist moved, but there were only a few muffled sounds, and I immediately saw that most of the Oriental knives were broken, and those killers were also shocked and retreated.

But they forgot about Gu Chaoyun.

When he was in doubt, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air, and several killers who were still flying claws and dodging all fell from the air in a miserable scream, like birds with broken wings, falling to the ground and rolling.

Gu Chaoyun played with the hidden weapon in his hand and looked in the direction of the bridge.

The black pressure is all people.

Without exception, these people were all short cloth coats, divided into blue and red, holding short knives, looking at Gu Chaoyun coldly.

The leader is the big man who was kicked in the face by him that day, and now goodbye, there are two missing front teeth, and the bridge of his nose is still a little red and swollen.

"Hey, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into."

Gu Chaoyun smiled coldly, and under his feet was to trample the killers who had not yet died to death on the spot.

"The surname is Yang, Lao Tzu is going to see who goes to hell today."

In addition to this person, Gu Chaoyun glanced at it, and also saw the Japanese who followed Hashimoto Hongichi.

"Fourth master, listen to what he said, I'm a little scared."

He laughed suddenly.

"Hmph, it's time to catch them all today."

At the other end of the bridge, Tan Si lit a cigarette, with a smile on his face and cold eyes, and led a group of his subordinates to rush over, as if he was waiting for this moment.

"Idiot, are you still wondering where the 'Power Gang' are hiding?" Gu Chaoyun squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't worry, as early as when you came out, my subordinate brothers had already gone to your North and South Commercial Houses, and after today, there will be no five major families in Shanghai." ”

"Kill!"