"We cannot use today's civilizational principles to criticize past mistakes. Even now, the strong are above the top." The person who spoke was a man in his forties, with a slightly curly hair, small eyes and big nose.
"You have to be strong enough so that others will reason with you."
"Oh, this is right." Xu Chuan walked in from outside. It seemed to be a studio with various painting tools and unfinished paintings.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at him curiously. The blond Earl Catherine walked over and asked politely, "Sir, how did you come in?"
The entire castle was guarded by security personnel hired by the bank, but it was not only for people outside to come in, but also for someone to take things out. Even so, if someone wants to come in, he still needs his own permission.
"Hello, Ms. Catherine." Xu Chuan smiled at her, turned to look at the other people, and didn't know how to vomit.
"Uh, sorry, I'm disturbing you, but I have limited time and I need to start working immediately." He waved outside and a team of people wearing work clothes walked in.
Seeing these people moving the items in the house one by one, Catherine hurriedly wanted to stop them, "Stop, where do you want to take my grandfather's painting?" The other three men and two women also surrounded them.
Xu Chuan stopped her, "Sorry ma'am, I want to tell you regretfully that these rags belong to me now." He signaled that Curtis and Albert who wanted to come over would not be nervous. He was in a good mood recently, and these people's small movements could not anger him.
"What? This is impossible." Catherine exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Nothing is impossible, ma'am." The bank representative walked in, and the secretary beside him was holding a lot of documents.
"Mr. Griers has indeed bought some of the assets here." He took the documents from his secretary and displayed them in front of Catherine.
"Really or false?" Several people looked at the documents in his hand. They really couldn't understand the French. These people had just decided to steal the chicken head, but unexpectedly this happened.
"I think this is true," Katherine replied depressedly. She read the document twice, and it was written very clearly.
Xu Chuan looked at the big nose in front of him and smiled, "JACK CHEN, Asian flying eagle, long-lasting and long-term."
Jackie Chan, no, the man named Jack was very surprised. The young man in front of him actually knew him, "No, you recognized the wrong person, my name is Martin."
"Ha." Xu Chuan made a gesture of inviting him and walked onto the lawn outside the house. Well, there is no furniture, and the chances of winning are relatively high if the fight is played.
"I know who you are, and I know why you are here for. You are doing what you do in Earl Ma Su's house." Xu Chuan revealed his old truth without hesitation, "Adventurers and treasure hunters are the best at finding treasures at other people's houses, right?"
A staff member hired by Xu Chuan came over, holding a red copper-cast chicken head in his hand. Xu Chuan stopped it and picked it up, "Are you employed by MP company for this?
Although Jack was over 198 years old and had a deep cunning life, his face turned red and white as Xu Chuan said. They had just searched for treasure at Earl Masu's house two days ago and found a lot of things, including the head of rat and rabbit, the pharaoh's scepter and the Arab star, and a genuine work of Van Gogh.
Xu Chuan took a half step back, held the copper head in his hand and threw it twice, "If you are in China, believe me, it will definitely be enough for a peanut."
Jack's face looked very ugly, but a smile still came out of the corner of his mouth, "Ha, you really recognized the wrong person. My name is Shangguan Martin, and I am a reporter from National Geographic Magazine."
"Aren't you called Martin Shangguan?" A Chinese girl wearing a brown coat ran over and snatched the beast's head from Xu Chuan's hand, staring at a pair of bright eyes, "Are you crazy? This is a cultural relic, you must at least wear gloves."
Xu Chuan looked at the slightly reckless girl and wondered if she was stupid in studying, "Madam, this is mine."
"I know it's yours, but you need to respect it at least a little bit. It represents a period of history and culture..." This female doctor in archaeology named COCO began to talk like a monk Tang.
When she was about to start explaining the history of Xu Chuanpu's Second Opium War, Xu Chuan stopped her, "OKOKOK, I respect it, now respect it." She held the beast's head from COCO and respectfully handed it to the staff who were still waiting on the side.
He quickly asked someone to pack the things, but the pretending was very unsuccessful.
"Okay, Mr. Martin." Xu Chuan sighed, "I think you know what I mean, so, can I ask you to leave now?"
"No, no, they are friends I invited, you are not qualified to drive them away." Catherine walked over, "I read the documents, you did not buy this castle, so you are not qualified to drive them away at my house."
He had been speaking Chinese just now, and Catherine could understand that of course it was because of Jack's companions.
Xu Chuan looked up and down at this woman. She had received aristocratic education since she was a child. Her body and words and behaviors had a unique charm. Xu Chuan nodded, "You are right."
Turning his head to look at Jack, "Then I wish you all a good time."
He turned around and left, thinking to himself, "I'll give you a chance. If you die, don't blame me."
COCO followed her. She was only concerned about where these cultural relics were going. "Are you a Chinese? Are you going to transport these cultural relics back to China?..."
"Yes, I will transport these things back to China. If you are interested, you can go and help." If it were someone else, when faced with such obvious advantage, I would definitely spit on his face, but the girl was very happy, "Really? Thank you."
After saying that, he turned around and ignored Xu Chuan and ran to the staff, "You can't let it go like this, it will be broken..."
Xu Chuan let out a sigh of relief. This girl was so annoying.
On the other side, Catherine was complaining there, "They moved away the oil paintings painted by my great-grandfather, which was the environment around me after the Immortality destroyed."
The four got together, and a young man named Simon asked, "Jack, what should I do now?"
"Live for two days first, and wait for the opportunity. They can't move so quickly, and it's not like moving." A greasy man with a mustache analyzed.
"No, they must transport it in batches after packing the box, and it is impossible to pile it here."
"What should I do? There is not enough time and I can't get rid of the bag at all."
"Why would you steal it out and run away?"
Chapter completed!