Next.

Several rare treasures were added one after another, and Wang Chao was so envious of them all.

But because of Zhang Daqian's work, there are not many money left, so I can only wait.

Blue and white porcelain, £3.5 million!

Picasso’s three sketches, £4.25 million!

Hotan paid tribute to the Great Jade Reclining Buddha, 7.6 million pounds!

…………

After nearly three hours, the auction was finally coming to an end, and auction records were broken one after another, and treasures were sky-high, one after another.

It's dazzling!

but.

The most amazing one is also the collection with the highest auction price, which is an emerald watermelon brought from the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi.

Li Lianying was the eunuch whom Empress Dowager Cixi trusted most during her lifetime and once participated in treasure hiding.

In "Aiyuexuan Notes", he recorded in detail the types and quantity of Cixi's funeral objects, including this jade watermelon.

Wang Chao saw it with his own eyes, with green skin, white seeds and yellow flesh, which is naturally formed by a whole piece of jade, which is transparent and bright, and is extremely rare.

At that time, Cixi was worth millions of taels of silver, and it is circulated that it is even more incalculable nowadays.

The so-called national treasures that are passed down from generation to generation are priceless, but that's all.

Amidst the marvels, all the wealthy and businessmen paid for the competition, and the prices soared, making the population dry.

Finally, it was photographed by a mysterious VIP and sold for 25 million pounds.

Finally it becomes a final sound.

Wang Chao left the market in a low-key manner, went to the backend to swipe his card and paid.

Carefully wrap Zhang Daqian's mountain residence map, he politely declined the auction house's kindness to use security forces to escort them all the way.

He went straight on the road alone, put the things into a small password suitcase, and walked out of the auction door calmly.

I found a remote public toilet nearby. Wang Chao walked in and made sure that no one was spying on it. He moved his heart slightly and put the suitcase in the space.

Then he made a big stride out of the toilet.

…………

Walking on the street.

The auction lasted three or four hours, and it was almost late at night, and I felt a little hungry at night.

I found the quantity around and bought a one-way subway ticket, and after two stops, I arrived in Sham Shui Po.

Through understanding, he knew that there were still some ancient food stalls on the blocks on this side, which had been open for decades and were very famous.

This area was one of the earliest development areas in Hong Kong. It was already very densely populated and poorest in the 1950s and 1960s.

Looking up, there are many residential buildings, various housing estates are mixed and lack of planning, buildings are old and illegal and illegal construction is all about them.

The night is as cool as water.

After a few steps to find the way, Wang Chao found a "root record" in the iron file.

The shop is surrounded by iron sheets, and the stalls are carefully, but everything is available, and the tea and water stoves are wrapped in a fine space.

Under the dim lights, a few tables are placed, and diners sitting come and go, and there is a unique flavor in this bustling metropolis.

"Boss, what are the signature dishes?"

Wang Chao walked over, pulled open the chair, and sat down skillfully at a table, and spoke fluently in Cantonese.

"It's pork chop!"

The one in charge was an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a sweat towel tied around his head, and while working, he replied in a very energetic manner.

"Okay, a big bowl!"

"No problem, don't wait!"

Wang Chao has been performing tasks outside all year round. In order to better deal with each other, speaking Cantonese is a necessary skill, which is even more authentic than the locals.

In just a few minutes, a bowl of steaming pork chop noodles was served, with a large blue-edged white bowl, which was very large.

This pork chop is marinated in a secret recipe. After boiling and frying, it is quite delicious. The marinade tastes strong. The outer layer looks like a fried pork chop, but the inner layer is very crispy and the gravy is very fragrant.

"Shi Liu..."

He ate the chopsticks and swallowed the noodles into his stomach. It was spicy and delicious, making him feel particularly comfortable.

So I reached out and ordered another hot milk drink.

This is a drink that many people are addicted to in Hong Kong. After Wang Chao took a few sips, he felt very tea-flavored and smooth.

“Comfortable…”

Wang Chao leaned on the chair, picked up the bamboo stick and picked up his teeth, and took a short rest.

It was almost midnight at this time. Although the streets were brightly lit, the flow of people was greatly reduced. The alley of the food stall where Wang Chao was located was very quiet, with only a few diners coming to have midnight snacks.

! ! ! ! …

Sudden.

Wang Chao's ears moved, and a whimpering sound came from behind, rumbling.

"Um?"

Wang Chao frowned slightly and looked back.

It was a black van with the engine roaring and driving here from the alley at high speed.

The far light shone from one end of the alley and shone on the stalls in the food stalls, accompanied by a violent sound of ignition, and the sound was loud.

Many pedestrians nearby also saw it.

The car quickly drove closer.

This was a very common thing, but when Wang Chao heard the car ringing approaching, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"not good!"

In an instant, the hair was cold.

really!

The next moment.

I saw the car, and when it drove to the food gear, it did not decrease. Suddenly, it turned violently and bumped towards Wang Chao!

In the moment of flash, Wang Chao kicked his feet, kicked over the table, and immediately flew out of the stall.

Bang!

As soon as the collision was met, the tables and chairs were thrown out, and the remaining noodle soup, milk tea platters, etc. were scattered all over the floor, and the scene was chaotic.

"Ah!" Some diners screamed in fear, and everyone present fled.

Wang Chao landed a few meters away and rolled around, stood up immediately, staring at the stopping car.

The van braked and the door opened.

Da, da, da!

Steps landed.

Six men jumped out of the above and got out of the car at the same time. Their eyes were cold and they surrounded Wang Chao faintly.

The first three were wearing ordinary clothes, but their arms were particularly thick, their temples were bulging, and their steps were undulating. There was a flow of fist while walking. At first glance, they were masters of internal schools!

The three behind were black suits, one hand was placed on the waist inertia, with sharp eyes and limbs posing the most favorable attack posture all the time.

Wang Chao glanced at the bulging part of their waists and knew it in his heart.

Judging from Wang Chao's more than two years of military experience, this is clearly a group of experienced mercenaries and killers, and they have slaughtered so many innocent lives!

It was midnight.

All the passers-by and diners in this alley were panicked and fled when they saw this scene, and even the store owner ran away.

"Are you Wang Chao?" A square-faced man stepped forward and stared at Wang Chao with his eyes.

"You may not know me, Hou Tonghai, but you must know my poor brother, Hou Minghai, who was beaten to death by you!"

The edges on his face were clearly evidently ferocious at this moment, and his eyes looked very vicious and resentful.

"Oh? I'm so sorry..." Wang Chao then realized the name of the bald man at that time, "However, I don't regret it at all when he was selling drugs, buying and selling children in the mainland, and beating him to death!"

"You!" The square-faced man Hou Tonghai was vented.

Wang Chao had no expression on his face, but he was constantly observing the surrounding environment in his heart and quickly thinking about ways to get out.

"Are you trying every means to escape now? Haha!" Hou Tonghai sneered repeatedly and suddenly clapped his hands.
To be continued...