"You're not crazy!"

"I can't get along with you for the rest of my life."

"I'm not done with you."

A terrible roar of cuckoo dripping blood burst out of his mouth, and Mu Qingqing turned around and rushed out of Hall 3.

scolded countless people in a row, and the breath in my heart was a little vented.

Then, I faced the audience, my eyes were like knives and I yelled: "And you bosses and vice presidents of garbage and scum, didn't you just push me down and beat me as a street rat and beat me up as a water dog?"

"Why don't you talk now?"

"Do you feel shameless or do you think I'm upset if I win?"

"Or are you unhappy that you didn't kneel and lick the rancid toes of the Long family?"

"You didn't expect that the dignified Long family, the three princes and the five marquis, would actually use a fake painting to deceive people."

"I'm glad you beam-jumping clowns are set on the pillar of shame!"

"Well deserved!"

When these words came out, everyone in the audience did not change color, and hundreds of pairs of eyes flew out hundreds of swords to kill me in the air, wanting to poke me into meat sauce.

Originally, I didn't plan to get out alive today, and when I found an opportunity, I was going to cut people.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

Even if the whole headquarters is cut and killed, it will be such a big deal.

After scolding a group of vice presidents, my eyes turned to the painful Xia Erjian, and Mu Ran said, "Xia Erji. What do you say?"

Xia Er's arms and bones shook obviously, and he turned his head with difficulty and glanced at me timidly, and immediately lowered his head and gave me a sentence after holding back a half-sound: "I am willing to lose the bet." There is nothing to say!"

This is a heavy lack of heart, an eyes, a narcissist, and a single.

Ignoring Xia Er's arm for the time being, I raised my eyelids, and two cold rays of light pierced Huang Guanyang, and Yin measured and called, "Huang Suo." What do you say?"

Huang Guanyang stared at me with bared teeth, his eyes were full of unwillingness, his blue and white face was full of shame, and a sentence popped out from between his teeth in a half-loud voice: "If you want to kill, you must be killed, listen to it!"

A sneer tugged at the corner of my mouth, "Not really. I just need you to kowtow to me."

All of a sudden, Huang Guanyang's eyes turned red.

I said, "Don't worry. I'll be with your uncle later. I'll tell you to record it."

Immediately, Huang Guanyang was ashamed and indignant, so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched and he stood up and wanted to do something with me, but then he bowed his head in shame.

Raising his finger and pointing at Huang Guanyang, my hand was condensed into a sword, and the slowly dragon sword was pointed directly at Xu Hanlin opposite.

Xu Chunxiang shook inexplicably, looking at me with extreme panic and panic.

It looked like a mouse seeing a cat, scared and anxious.

I can't hide if I want to, I can't escape if I want to, it's extremely funny and pitiful.

It's just that in my eyes, there is no funny, no pity, only hatefulness that can be killed!

"Xu Hanlin. It's your old man's turn."

Xu Chunxiang is only in his early fifties this year, and at their age he is in the prime of life.

However, now he is revered by me as an old man......

The three words of the old man are enough to blow him to death!

In an instant, Xu Chunxiang's face became blue and purple, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was embarrassed.

"Xu Hanlin, this painting should be tobacco leaves, right?"

Xu Chunxiang dared to respond.

"Xu Hanlin, you just said that tobacco was introduced to Shenzhou in 1600?"

The corners of Xu Chunxiang's mouth twitched, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his breathing became heavier, just like asthma, one tone thicker than the other.

"Xu Hanlin. You don't want to deny your master's certification of the time when the tobacco leaves flowed into the Divine State, right?"

Another murderous sentence burst out, which directly made Xu Chunxiang's body swing, and his pupils began to dilate.

But I'm not done. I don't plan to let Xu Chunxiang go.

Murder is just the beginning.

How did Xu Chunxiang humiliate me just now, how did the Xia family insult me, I want to

Ten times repaid.

"Xu Hanlin. Just now you said, you lost, you want to kowtow to me to make amends, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Chunxiang's body trembled more and more, and his face turned dead white.

"Xu Hanlin, you just said, what is your teacher's name Xia? Is it the world's pride through heaven and earth? How much have you learned from your teacher?"

"Did you fail to learn? Or did your teacher not teach you properly? Or is your mentor and apprentice famous? Or are you a scholar of Hanlin who has lost your name?"

"That's right. Xu Hanlin. You just said that I don't know how to learn, now I ask you, what art have you learned? Who rated you for your Hallym Bachelor's degree? I want to meet them."

"Just now your old man said that your monograph is taller than mine. Now I want to ask you, are you also worthy of being a member of the Xia family?"

"Your Xia family's old skin has been lost by you. Your master's face has also been disgraced by you."

"What kind of face do you have to meet your mentor?"

"If I were you, I would have jumped from the sixty-sixth floor to thank you."

When these words came out, Hall 3 was dead silent, and the people around them were silent.

Xu Chunxiang's body bones trembled as if they were about to fall apart, and his eyes lost the slightest bit of brilliance.

In the way he looked at me, there was fear, panic, anger, and indescribable hatred!

"Tong Shi. You're too presumptuous!"

Suddenly, Liu Yifan's rebuke came into his ears: "Mr. Long knows that this painting donated by Mr. Nan is obviously real, you have to reverse black and white. What are your intentions?"

As soon as Liu Yifan's words were finished, Ran Hongran's scolding followed: "Well said!"

"Just because a small tobacco leaf negates a masterpiece. This is clearly ill-intentioned and wants to use the topic to play."

"Xu Hanlin, I support your identification. You're right."

Hearing this, Xu Chunxiang's eyes were inexplicably a little more angry, and the broken waist rod was also miraculously restored.

I only heard Xu Chunxiang shouting loudly: "Yes!"

"Just because of a tobacco leaf doesn't negate this masterpiece. The chapters on this are all right. It is also the best product of Sanxitang, and the treasure of Shiqu is also clearly recorded."

"Tong Shi. You, although your words are also reasonable, they do not affect the value of the first-class national treasure armor of the Yuanren Autumn Hunting Diagram."

The more he talked, the more emboldened Xu Chunxiang became: "Don't listen to the child teacher. Even if this painting is not from the Yuan Dynasty, it is also from the Ming Dynasty, and I see that this painting still has the shadow of Qiu Ying."