Chapter 6: My Sister Was Beaten
When the shopkeeper uncovered the third layer of paper, the eyes of the old man and the two bodyguards couldn't help but be attracted, and their breathing became slightly short.
Although he knew that Li Jun was going to be beaten, at this moment, there was still a feeling of winning the lottery.
At this moment, the shopkeeper's hand shook and "fluttered", so that the layer that had just been lifted up directly cracked.
The old man's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Speechless: "It's a good painting, and now it's ruined like this, it's 80,000 yuan." ”
The two bodyguards showed pity in their eyes.
This kid is dressed so ordinarily, he doesn't look like a rich man, 80,000 yuan may be the savings of a few years of work, and the scholars come to the antique market to pick up leaks, and this time it's all in vain!
However, the shopkeeper couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, ignored the torn place, and continued to peel it off.
As a whole sheet of paper slowly uncovered.
Suddenly there was silence in the shop.
Under the second layer of rice paper, a vivid picture of a maid reveals her true face.
Although it is somewhat similar to the first layer that was removed before, as long as you know a little bit about the painting, you can see that it is extraordinary at a glance.
The first one is dull and unfocused, and the lower one seems to be coming back to life.
In particular, it is covered with dense seals, all of which indicate that the following one is genuine.
The shopkeeper looked at the painting and his body shook.
I sold Tang Bohu's authentic works for 80,000 yuan, and the pants that I lost were gone.
Tang Bohu's genuine work is not a problem to sell for 10 million, and even at auction, the price may be higher.
"Although this painting is well camouflaged, the framing process of a fake is an antique decoration pool."
"In general, the materials used in the antique decoration pool, paper tubes, and shaft heads will be selected as the best, but the materials for this painting are very ordinary."
"The fact that such a complex framing process was used, and the wood used was the worst material, suggests that someone was trying to hide something."
Li Jun explained lightly.
At this moment, the old man's gaze at Li Jun had completely changed.
He also claimed to be an old expert in playing antiques, and he had been studying the scroll for half an hour just now, but it was not as good as what this young man could see at a glance.
"The little brother is amazing, my name is Zhou Bingkun, I like to collect antiques, the little brother is a master, we may be able to communicate more."
"Since you like to collect antiques, do you have good jade?"
Li Jun's eyes lit up, it is not easy to find a good piece of jade in this antique market, on the contrary, those old players often have a lot of treasures in their hands.
If the other party has it, it can be bought.
"Of course, I also like to collect jade, there are a lot of good things."
"I have an antique museum in Nancha Street, and I want to hold an exhibition in the museum in three days, and then the little brother can come and take a look, which one he likes, and just take it away."
Zhou Bingkun saw that Li Jun was not like ordinary people and intended to make friends.
However, Li Jun shook his head.
is useless, he doesn't want to owe others favors because of a piece of jade.
And this old man doesn't look like a person who can make a loss-making deal.
"Okay, I'll see you in three days."
Li Jun asked the shopkeeper to wrap up the painting and paid 2,000 for the handwork.
The shopkeeper is in a lot of pain now, but the rules of the antique line, there is no regret in bidding, and he was beaten in the eye, and he can't blame others.
After leaving the store, Li Jun returned directly to Xizitang Villa.
On the other side, Bai Wei and others came to a bar.
The lights are dim.
As soon as Zhang Chao and the others sat down, a bald middle-aged man walked over.
The middle-aged man is five big and three thick, and there is a dragon tattooed on his body, and the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is extremely heavy.
This made Bai Wei and the girls nervous for a moment.
Who knew that after the middle-aged man came over, he immediately laughed and said, "Isn't this Zhang Shao?" Zhang Shao came to my field and made me shine here. ”
As he spoke, he told the waiter to give Zhang Chao a bottle of good wine to their table.
After saying that, he left.
Zhang Chao suddenly felt that Bei'er had face.
Even Bai Wei looked at Zhang Chao with a little more admiration.
"Zhang Chao has a really big face, and the owner of this bar has come to say hello in person."
"That is, when did Zhang Chao come and not spend tens of thousands of yuan, but they are the God of Wealth."
In the compliments of the people around him, Zhang Chao couldn't help but be triumphant.
The next moment, he took the initiative to raise his glass.
"Bai Wei, let's have a drink together."
"Have a drink."
The people around him coaxed.
Bai Wei couldn't help but blush slightly, but she didn't refuse.
A glass of wine goes down.
Zhang Chao hurriedly poured another cup for Bai Wei.
After a while, Bai Wei's whole person became a little dizzy.
At this time, the bar gradually became more crowded.
A young man who had drunk too much staggered over, and accidentally bumped Zhang Chao, who stood up and raised his glass, and the wine was directly spilled.
Zhang Chao was suddenly furious and scolded: "You don't have long eyes." ”
The young man was not a good stubble, so he opened his mouth and scolded back.
even greeted the eighteen generations of Zhang Chao's ancestors.
Zhang Chao had already drunk some wine, and at this moment, in front of so many girls, of course he couldn't admit defeat.
So evil arose from the side of the guts, and with one kick kicked the young man more than two meters away.
After all, Zhang Chao has practiced sanda, and ordinary two or three strong men can't get close to him.
The young man was kicked and fell to the ground, howling in pain, and it took him a few minutes before he limped up from the ground, shouting, "You wait." ”
With that, he ran out of the bar.
Zhang Chao didn't care, and picked up the beer again to have a small whirlpool.
It's just that the bar owner on the second floor can't help but show a little worry in his eyes.
"Keep drinking, keep playing."
Zhang Chao laughed.
A little gangster, he doesn't pay attention to it at all.
It didn't take long for a "bang" to be heard, and a group of strong men of one meter seven or eight rushed in at the door of the bar.
As soon as they entered, they asked the waiter to turn off the sound of the stereo, and the bar fell silent.
Several staff members in the bar stepped forward to ask, but were stopped by the bar owner.
The next moment, those people walked straight towards Zhang Chao's location.
Zhang Chao and the others were drunk and had not yet reacted.
When the other party walked up, he recognized the yellow-haired young man he had beaten before.
But he was not afraid, stood up, and said arrogantly: "Who the are you?" What do you want to do? I was the third runner-up in Sanda. ”
As he spoke, he waved his fist proudly.
Several young people next to him also stood up.
Many of them were also sanda learners and militants.
The next moment, only a "snap" was heard, and a slap was thrown directly on Zhang Chao's face.
A few of Zhang Chao's buddies next to him, as soon as they saw this battle, grabbed the wine bottle on the table and were about to rush up.
But I saw the man in the lead sneering: "Lao Tzu doesn't care what you learn to fight, even our brother Dongge's younger brother dares to fight, I think you are tired of being crooked." ”
"Brother Dong? Which Tungko? ”
Zhang Chao asked subconsciously.
The strong man spat word by word: "Anxi Street, Huo Dong." ”
When this name came out, Zhang Chao and the others, who had just fallen into a rage, instantly seemed to be poured a basin of cold water, and there was a little fear in their eyes.
Huo Dong on Anxi Street, that is also a man of the year in Chuzhou.
He has worked in freight transportation, driven in the battlefield, and is now engaged in the real estate industry.
His rise to prominence is full of blood, and it is possible to provoke him and be killed.
And with Huo Dong's power, killing people will not bear any consequences.
"Let's go, our brother Dong is waiting for you, Brother Dong has a bad temper, don't let him wait for a long time."
The leading strong man said coldly.
Suddenly, Zhang Chao, who was arrogant just now, all obediently put down their wine bottles, and like prisoners, a group of people lined up and walked out of the bar.
As soon as he went out, he was stuffed into a business car and pulled away, and came to a club on Anxi Street.
"What can I do?"
Bai Wei was already frightened, and asked in a trembling voice.
Zhang Chao's face was also pale at this time.
"Don't worry, wait a minute, I'll mention my dad's name, it should work."
Soon, he was taken into the room of the clubhouse.
More than a dozen people stood in a neat row.
And on the sofa in the room, a middle-aged man was drinking tea.
"Dong, Brother Dong, my dad is Zhang Youde, there should be some misunderstanding between us."
Zhang Chao stammered.
"Bang!"
Brother Dong, who was sipping tea, stood up suddenly, pressed Zhang Chao's head on the table, and then grabbed a glass teapot from the side and smashed it on his head.
"Click."
Tea glass ballast splashed everywhere.
"Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, if you beat my brother, you have to pay the price, your father is here, and even your father will beat you together."
After speaking, he took the tissue handed by the little brother next to him and wiped his hands.
sat on the sofa again and said coldly: "Kneel down for Lao Tzu." ”
Seeing Zhang Chao being beaten like that, how could the others dare to resist at all, and they all knelt on the ground obediently.
Bai Wei was already frightened and pulled Zhu Yuhan's sleeve next to her: "What can I do?" ”
Zhu Yuhan also panicked, and said with a crying voice: "I don't know either..."
On the other side, Li Jun, who was admiring the picture of the lady, suddenly rang the mobile phone in his pocket, and it was his sister Bai Wei calling.
As soon as I picked it up, Bai Wei's crying voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother, come and save me, I'm in the Yunteng Club on Anxi Street, they want me to sleep with me... There are a lot of them..."
"What's going on?"
Li Jun suddenly frowned.
"Damn, you dare to call, looking for death..."
At this time, there was the sound of the mobile phone landing on the ground, and the sound of slapping and slapping.
Li Jun's face suddenly became gloomy.
Even if his sister is wrong, it will not be someone else's turn to fight.
Immediately, he stood up and dialed Liang Yong's phone.
"Immediately take someone to Anxi Street, my sister was beaten."
"Yes."
Liang Yong on the other end of the phone said neatly.
He could hear that the young master was angry.
Five minutes later, more than a dozen black cars went straight to Anxi Street.