The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

The next day, the sky was gloomy, and it still seemed to be crushed by some big rock, so heavy that it seemed impossible to breathe.

In the corridor of the hotel, there was a sudden sound of orderly footsteps. It seemed that there were many people coming, but they were well-trained and their steps were consistent. The volume of each step falling on the floor was moderate.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Sheng Liting casually buttoned his shirt, not caring much about the people behind him.

"Little Fourth Master." The visitor called out respectfully.

"Why did you come so late?" Sheng Liting turned around and stared at the man who had come late.

"The dead should seal the island, and it took us a lot of work to sneak in," the man said.

"How many people did you bring?" Sheng Liting picked up a teacup and poured a cup of warm boiling water to moisten his throat.

"According to your instructions, everyone will go to the island around five o'clock this afternoon."

Holding the teacup, Sheng Liting only casually said four words, "Razed to the ground."

The man frowned slightly, dead people are not a small place, if it is really head-to-head, they probably lost a lot.

Sheng Liting looked at the man who seemed a bit embarrassed, and said, "Do you have an opinion?"

The man lowered his eyes, not daring to object, "I will give orders immediately."

"This kind of smoky place shouldn't exist." Sheng Liting put the water glass on the table.

"Dong dong dong." There was another sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, but compared to the orderly one just now, it was a little messy at this moment.

"Go out first, don't be discovered by anyone."

The man quietly left the room.

Sheng Liting bent down and picked up the coat on the bed. The next moment, the closed door was kicked open with a rude kick.

The person who came was a middle-aged man. As soon as he kicked open the door, he glared fiercely at Sheng Liting who dared to deceive them with fake products and then rushed into the room furiously, "You know this is Where? How dare you fake it?"

Sheng Liting recognized the person who came, isn't he the one who was taken advantage of yesterday because he won the auction and laughed from ear to ear?
Seems like it wasn't silly to spot their fakes so quickly.

The middle-aged man even bared his teeth and pointed at Sheng Liting, shouting: "If you dare to fake it, I will cut off your hand!"

"Places like auctions are appraised by experts. This gentleman is questioning the experts of the auction house." Su Jin leaned against the wall and looked at the man who came to Xingshi early in the morning with a smile on his face. He said softly, "If you doubt it, you should ask the auction house."

"I don't know what method you used to buy the auction house, but my painting is indeed a fake!" The middle-aged man angrily threw the picture of deer in the autumn forest on the ground.

Su Jin clicked her tongue, "Sir, you have to calm down, this painting is priceless, if you throw it away like this, it's a waste of money."

The middle-aged man pointed at the little girl's film that came out of nowhere, and shouted: "You have no place to speak here."

Su Jin picked up the painting, "It's pretty, how could it be a fake?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. If you don't want to make things big and return the money to me, I will treat it as if nothing happened. Otherwise, this incident will go to the auction house. The auction house rules counterfeiters and cut off your hands. You can try it!" The man vowed.

Su Jin spread the painting on the table, and asked bluntly: "Then tell me, sir, what's wrong with it?"

The middle-aged man really couldn't tell why, but if he hadn't shown off yesterday and let his friends find the authentic winner four years ago, he would still be kept in the dark.

A collector would never put this painting up for auction, so how could he miss it!

So this must be a fake, definitely a fake, no matter how real the painting is, it is still a fake!
Seeing that he was speechless, Su Jin jokingly said, "It's true when it's false, and it's true when it's false, and it's true when it's true. Since you can't tell where it's false, then it's true."

The middle-aged man blushed with anger, and stared fiercely at the little girl who turned black and white, and said: "The real collector has called me. He has no auction, and he won't auction it."

"How can you be sure that the one in his hand is the real one?" Su Jin asked back.

The middle-aged man's expression froze.

Su Jin shook her head, and said regretfully, "Aside from my own parents, who would wish you well these days?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have been slapped in the head. He looked at the painting spread out on the table, so many experts unanimously appraised the authenticity, it really didn't look like a fake, not to mention if it was really a fake, how could a dead person allow him to into the market.

This is the golden signboard here, never fake!

Su Jin said: "Since you don't want it, we can't force others to do what they want. The fourth master should return the money to him. Anyway, we are not short of the money."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized, rolled up the painting again with a smile, nodded and smiled, "I'm confused, I have to find someone to re-appraise it, I have to re-appraise it."

Seeing the other party leave the room, Su Jin grabbed Sheng Liting's hand, and hurriedly said: "I have to leave quickly, and he will definitely come to the door when he reacts, and we won't have any money to pay back."

Sheng Liting looked at her with a smile without saying a word, as if his eyebrows were on fire, just now he was fooling others with a flushed face and breathless, but in a blink of an eye, he jumped anxiously by himself.

This girl is so interesting and so cute.

"Don't worry, even if he found the clue again, he probably didn't come back so soon." Sheng Liting clasped her hand behind his back and led her into the restaurant, "Have some breakfast first."

Seeing his calm and calm appearance, Su Jin believed in her own counterfeiting skills, but she couldn't resist playing tricks in front of Allah.

Sheng Liting glanced at the man standing by at any time in the corner, and nodded imperceptibly.

The man understood his boss's intentions and left the hotel through the small door next to him.

The middle-aged man got into the car cheerfully and was about to leave, but the car suddenly stopped.

The driver looked in horror at a group of people who appeared in front of the car blocking their way, and panicked, "Boss, what are they going to do?"

The middle-aged man was also taken aback, and held his painting tightly. He had heard rumors that the goods were life and death when they left the auction house, but he had never heard of anyone whose goods were actually robbed. .

What exactly are these people up to?
Chen Ning knocked on the car window with a gentle tone, and said modestly and politely: "Sir, our boss wants what you have."

The middle-aged man became more and more sure that these guys were here to grab the goods, and said in a panic, "What are you trying to do? Let me tell you, this place is—"

With a bang, the glass shattered.

Chen Ning threw a check of 500 million through the damaged car window, "Your money is worth the money, please draw it to me."