Zhou Yulong's words changed the expressions of Fang Jing's parents.

But his father was so angry that he almost wanted to hit someone with a crutch.

I just praised the word "well" but my son stood up and said it was fake.

Isn't this slap him in the face in public?

This made Mr. Zhou’s face, who was already eighty years old, so embarrassed that he didn’t know where to put it.

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Old Master Zhou cursed angrily at his son.

"Dad, what I said is true. It took half an hour for the three of them to go back to their room to get a calligraphy and painting. Don't you think it's strange? What's even more strange is that when my wife went to the pharmacy just now, she saw my younger brother-in-law and her husband go into the bookstore to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone!"

Zhou Yulong did not give up exposing Fang Jing’s parents because of his father’s embarrassment.

As soon as Zhou Yulong said this, they all turned to look at Chen Bahuang and Fang Jing's family.

Fang Jing's parents were even more pale and they couldn't help but take two steps back.

Only Chen Bahuang was calm and calm, even signaling Fang Jing next to him to comfort her parents.

"What's going on?"

Old Master Zhou turned to look at Fang Jing’s parents and asked.

However, seeing his little daughter's panic look, he already knew it.

"us······"

Fang Jing's mother didn't know how to explain for a moment.

"Uncle, you said that you saw my father-in-law and mother-in-law go to the bookstore to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Do you have any evidence?"

Chen Bahuang asked Fang Jing's uncle calmly.

"I·······"

Zhou Yulong was speechless when asked, turned to look at his wife: "Wife, did you have any evidence such as taking videos or photos when they entered the bookstore?"

Fang Jing's aunt shook her head and said there was no evidence.

"Why don't you know how to take a video or photo as evidence?"

Zhou Yulong shouted at his wife with a look of regret.

"I didn't know what happened on your side at that time, who would have thought of this!"

Fang Jing's aunt looked aggrieved.

"Since there is no evidence, can I understand that you are false accusing or spreading rumors?"

Chen Bahuang and his wife asked back.

"You... don't be too proud too early. I have called the president of the Antique Calligraphy and Painting Association to come over. Whether it is true or false, he will know at a glance!"

Zhou Yulong still looked fearless.

As soon as he said this, the scene exclaimed again.

Li Hua, president of the Antique Calligraphy and Painting Association, is the most famous international authoritative expert in antique calligraphy and painting.

Enjoy a high reputation in the international antique calligraphy and painting industry.

He has never missed the things he identified.

"Is that true? Then what would you do if President Li comes later and Identify that my calligraphy and painting is the original work of the Eight Wilderness God of War?"

Chen Bahuang asked with a smile on his face.

However, his calm expression fell into Zhou Yulong's eyes, but he mistakenly thought it was just pretending to be calm.

Because Fang Jing’s parents were not as calm as him.

"Hmph! If your calligraphy and painting is true, then I will kneel down in front of many guests and kowtow to their family to apologize!"

Zhou Yulong said confidently.

The others looked at Chen Bahuang and looked at the expressions of Fang Jing’s parents, and started to talk again.

Most people are on Zhou Yulong's side.

Because most people cannot see the meaning of this painting "Loyalty for the Country", it looks just an ordinary calligraphy and painting, and it is no different from other calligraphy and paintings.

In addition, Fang Jing’s parents looked pale, and it took them half an hour to get calligraphy and paintings just now. All these signs indicate that what Fang Jing’s aunt said was true.

"President Li is here, everyone let me give in!"

At this moment, there were screams outside the crowd.

Everyone turned around and an old man in Zhongshan suit, who looked like he was already in his seventies or eighties, but was still energetic, walked in.

"Hello President Li!"

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Everyone greeted him and made a way out.

"Old Zhou, congratulations, blessings are as good as the East Sea and long as the South Mountain!"

President Li walked to Mr. Zhou and handed over a hundred-year-old sect in his hand.

"Lao Li, Zhou is already very happy to be able to come. What other gifts are you bringing? Aren't you there?"

Old Master Zhou said with a smile.

The two are about the same age, but because the two are in different fields, although they do not have much intersection, they have been in great harmony for a long time.

"Old Zhou is polite. In two months, it will be my turn to go back on my 80th birthday!"

President Li was in a good mood and joked with Mr. Zhou.

"Hahaha!"

This not only made Old Master Zhou laugh, but even many guests smiled.

"I heard that someone took out the handwritten calligraphy and paintings of the Eight Wilderness God of War. Where did it open my eyes!"

After the two of them politely accused each other for a while, President Li went straight to the topic.

The reason why he agreed to Zhou Yulong's invitation was for the handwritten calligraphy and paintings of the Eight Desolates War God.

"President Li, the calligraphy and painting are on the coffee table. You can see if it is true!"

Zhou Yulong, who was standing aside, heard President Li's words, looked at Chen Bahuang and Fang Jing's family with a sneer, and immediately pointed to the picture "Loyalty for the Country" on the coffee table.

"Huh!"

President Li followed Zhou Yulong's finger and looked at the picture "Salute of Loyalty" written by Chen Bahuang on the coffee table, and was immediately attracted.

Because he just took a simple look like this, he felt a strong sense of slaughter in his face.

President Li immediately took out the magnifying glass he carried with him from his pocket.

"President Li, right? I think you are older and are not suitable for reading the calligraphy and paintings of the Eight Wilderness God of War, otherwise there will be danger!"

At this moment, Chen Bahuang suddenly spoke to President Li to stop him.

"Why, you feel guilty when you see the master arrive? It's too late?"

After hearing Chen Bahuang's words, Zhou Yulong said with a cold smile.

Even Fang Jing's parents were unsure.

I thought to myself, it was difficult for Chen Bahuang to be not the God of War in Bahuang, so I was afraid that President Li would see what he saw?

Chen Bahuang was too lazy to pay attention to the eyes of Zhou Yulong and the guests, but looked at President Li with a worried look.

Because when he wrote the word "Loyalty for the Country", he incorporated his feelings and his infinite murderous intent when facing the enemy on the battlefield.

Once ordinary people take a closer look, they will be shocked by that momentum!

It is possible to even get injured.

"Young man, although I am eighty, I am still in good health. Just a mere calligraphy and painting, how can I do this?"

President Li turned his head and said with a conceited look on his face.

Then he squatted down with a magnifying glass and looked carefully.

When he started to look at the first word "美", he suddenly felt that he was not looking at one word, but saw rows of elite soldiers on the battlefield.

Every warrior exudes a terrifying aura that makes ordinary people frightened.

That kind of slaughtering aura was a hundred times stronger than the quick glance just now.

And as time goes by, the silence and killing aura becomes stronger and stronger.

President Li felt a suffocating feeling, and it became stronger and stronger.

He finally understood why the young man stopped him from looking carefully.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he always wanted to see, just like he wanted to see these elite soldiers kill the enemy on the battlefield and return in triumph!

President Li was so obsessed that his face turned red and his eyes were filled with blood.

"puff!"

In less than half a minute, President Li finally couldn't help but turn his head aside and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale with a flushed look.

"President Li!"

“Call 120”

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Chapter completed!