My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

There was some thorn in Yang Feng's words.

Long Huailu and several others had already heard the meaning of these words.

"Mr. Yang is saying that this thing... is a fake!"

Long Huailu and Nie Qiuning were shocked.

In fact, not to mention these two people, even Boss Wu was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "But how is this possible..."

He clearly remembered that what He Dongliang told him was that these batches were all genuine.

How can it be now...

He Dongliang looked gloomy and said, "How did you tell?"

"The more you see it, the more you can see it."

Yang Feng relaxed and continued: "These lines have actually been imitated to the extreme. But it is a pity that if I have seen similar works before, I can tell whether they are from the same person among the slight differences. hand."

"No way! If it wasn't a perfect work, there's no way you'd see anything from Seinfeld!"

He Dongliang looked unbelieving.

But soon, he came to his senses and said, "Did Seinfeld come to see you?!"

"That seems beside the point."

Yang Feng smiled and said: "But this thing is very good. Even if it is a fake, it is still worth a lot of money. I think as long as you keep it for a while, you can sell it for ten million without any problem."

"..."

He Dongliang was stunned.

He didn't expect Yang Feng to be familiar with Song Fei.

Just when He Dongliang's face was gloomy, Boss Wu next to him had already spoken and whispered: "Mr. He, a few minutes have passed. There are people from the Biler family waiting above. We..."

"I know, get up right away."

He Dongliang actually did not dare to neglect the Birrell family.

And now that Yang Feng has not been embarrassed, he still feels a little unhappy.

As several people returned to the ground.

Pass through the corridor and arrive at the store.

inside the store at this time.

By the coffee table.

Birrell was already sitting there making tea. When he saw someone coming out, he quickly stood up.

But before he could say hello, He Dongliang had already taken the initiative to approach us enthusiastically and said, "Marquis Birrell, you are here to make our place shine."

"Hello."

Birrell said hello.

But he didn't know He Dongliang, so he was simply polite.

He Dongliang thought he was here to see antiques, so he asked, "What do you want to buy, Mr. Marquis, this time?"

"No, I'm here to find someone."

Birrell looked at Yang Feng, walked to the front and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang."

"How did you come here?"

Yang Feng was a little strange.

Seeing that there were many people here, Bilor said, "This is not the place to talk. Mr. Yang, please get in the car with me and talk later."

"Okay. In that case, let's go first. Thank you Mr. He for your hospitality today. We have seen some new things."

Yang Feng thanked her with a final smile and walked outside with Zhao Zhuwei.

He Dongliang looked at the backs of several people leaving, with a slightly shocked expression on his face.

He did not expect that Yang Feng would actually meet the young master of the Biler family.

Birrell is a famous person, and he is very important in the family.

Boss Wu also hurriedly said at this time: "Mr. He, according to the situation I just investigated, this Yang Feng has a good background. This time they came to Bacheng and did not stay in a hotel, but in Biler's private house. In the manor.”

"what?!"

He Dongliang was shocked.

Let Yang Feng live in his home, which shows that the relationship between them is not simple.

Boss Wu saw his boss acting like this and said helplessly: "Mr. He, look at this..."

"I'm going back to China in two days, we'll talk about it then."

He Dongliang felt that Yang Feng was in more trouble than he thought.

at the same time.

the other side.

After Yang Feng got in the car, he sat in the back seat with Birrell.

Zhao Zhuwei was driven to the front passenger seat and sat down.

She was a little depressed and turned back to look at the two of them.

But I found that Birrell had a solemn expression at this time and said: "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid you have to go to the castle with me that day."

"The castle that day?"

Yang Feng was puzzled.

Birrell nodded and said: "Yes, a big event happened over there recently. It is said that all the trees near the hill suddenly began to wither, and there was often blood seeping out on the ground. It seemed to have become a desperate situation."

"Is there such a thing?"

"We all speculate that it is related to what happened that day, so... Oh, Mr. Yang, please don't get me wrong."

Birrell thought about it and said: "I don't blame you, I think this matter is more troublesome than I thought, and you are well-informed, so you may be able to find some clues by then."

"It doesn't matter. This matter originally had something to do with me."

Yang Feng didn't take a closer look that day, but now that he thinks about it, it must be very unusual over there.

Zhao Zhuwei couldn't understand what the two said, but she felt the seriousness of the matter.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, people had already gathered around here.

However, many places have been cordoned off by the police.

Among these police teams, we can also see some people with spiritual power fluctuations, who are quite powerful.

Yang Feng got out of the car.

Before he could speak, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The hills here, when I came last time, the moonlight still shone on a green forest.

But only two days have passed, and the surrounding area has turned into a withered yellow color.

All the green that should have been lush has become dead wood.

"This...what's the matter?"

Zhao Zhuwei looked confused.

Yang Feng looked carefully with his eyes.

He only felt that this mountain was full of scarlet.

"What a strong evil spirit."

Yang Feng couldn't help but say.

Biler didn't expect Yang Feng to see it directly, and nodded: "Mr. Yang is right, this mountain is indeed full of evil energy. Within a radius of one kilometer, there seems to be a red whirlpool, and the center of the whirlpool is the old castle. "

"Can I go in?"

Yang Feng asked.

Biler nodded and was about to take Yang Feng in with him.

But when he had just walked a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, looked at Zhao Zhuwei and said, "I'm afraid Miss Zhao can't go up together. This mountain is no longer a place that ordinary people can enter."

"Then I...will wait for you at the bottom of the mountain."

Although Zhao Zhuwei was a little reluctant.

But looking at the solemn expressions of the people around him, you knew that things were not simple.

Biler waved and asked a few people to protect Zhao Zhuwei here, and then followed Yang Feng towards the entrance of the mountain road.

With Birrell here, the two of them can enter this mountain path.

I walked this mountain road once that night.

From here to the castle, it's almost a few hundred meters.

But now when I leave, I feel completely different.

The two of them walked and observed their surroundings.

"Marquis Birrell! Someone just found traces of blood under the tree over there. Please go and have a look."

Just when the two were halfway there, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes trotted up to Birrell to report.

Birrell nodded, turned to look at Yang Feng and said, "Mr. Yang, look at this..."

"Wait a minute, please call a few people over to dig three meters of this land."

Yang Feng pointed to a piece of land under his feet, his eyes shining a little.