Tang Xueru was shocked: "Why don't you go and grab it? You are obviously blackmailing me. How can this be worth ten million?"
"Blackmail?"
The fat man smiled evilly, took out a few identification certificates and threw them over.
"You are all optimistic that these antiques have been appraised by professional institutions."
"I, Chunbao Pavilion, are the most honest people in business. I want you to pay 10 million, which is already the lowest price."
"Son of a bitch!"
Tang Xueru's face turned red with anger.
The corner of Bing Ling's eyes flashed with cold light, and the mad dog bared its teeth, wanting to pounce on him and bite him to death.
Only Xiao Feng looked calm. He opened the appraisal book, took a look at it, and burst into laughter.
"You brat, why are you laughing?"
The fat man's face darkened and he asked.
"Is this thing useful? I have as much as you want. Don't do this."
Xiao Feng threw the certificate back again.
"Ouch? Are you here pretending to be an expert?"
The fat man stared, and several shop assistants next to him were rolling up their arms and sleeves, preparing to do something big.
"Wait a minute, let me see."
Xiao Feng knelt down, picked up a few fragments and inspected them repeatedly.
The result was just as he thought, all that crap Ming and Qing official kilns were fakes.
It's still the kind of low-grade fakes that cost a few thousand yuan at most.
Xiao Feng clapped his hands, stood up and took out a wad of bills from his pocket.
"There are two thousand yuan here to compensate you."
"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you."
"What? Two thousand dollars?"
The fat man was stunned and suddenly became furious.
"You bastard, you fucking dare to trick me? Save the two thousand yuan to buy you a coffin."
Xiao Feng smiled: "Fat man, do you think I am an idiot?"
"These antiques of yours are all fakes. I will compensate you 2,000 yuan, which is already very embarrassing for you."
"Hey, you little brat, how dare you say that the things in my Chunbao Pavilion are fakes?"
The fat man immediately became anxious, and the onlookers were also talking quietly.
Antique shops are most taboo about counterfeiting. Once it is found out, their reputation will be ruined and they will have no choice but to close down in the future.
"What? You still don't want people to tell the truth?"
"You damn fat man, are you trying to trick me?"
"Don't think I don't know, you broke this display cabinet yourself."
"How dare you blackmail my friend? I'm blinding you."
‘Crack!’
Xiao Feng waved his hand and slapped him hard on the face.
The fat man was beaten until his flesh trembled, and his body suddenly fell over.
"You bastard, if you dare to act wild here, I'll beat him to death."
He yelled, and the shop assistants around him picked up sticks and rushed towards him.
Xiao Feng didn't even take any action, Mad Dog pounced directly on him.
These few little minions were not enough for a mad dog to fill the gaps between their teeth. They all fell to the ground and screamed in agony.
"What?"
The fat man was dumbfounded and his face was ashen.
"You brat, do you know who owns this store?"
"If you dare to hit someone here, don't even think about leaving alive."
'Bang!'
Xiao Feng kicked him in the face, and blood burst out on the spot.
"I don't care who owns your business, but you dare to blackmail me? I'll smash this black shop of yours."
"Hey, who is so awesome? Dare to smash my shop?"
Suddenly, a fashionably dressed woman walked out with her waist twisted like a snake.
"Manager Bai, this bastard is too arrogant."
The fat man covered his nose and hurriedly crawled over.
"Get away, you useless piece of trash."
When the woman glared, the fat man quickly shut up.
Xiao Feng turned around and smiled.
The other party turned out to be Bai Shiyu, Chen Qing's high school classmate and someone close to Ye Chun.
He suddenly realized that no wonder it was called 'Chunbao Pavilion'. It turned out to be an antique shop opened by Ye Chun.
This scum really has no bottom line and will do anything to make money.
"Xiao Feng? Is it you?"
When Bai Shiyu saw it was him, she gritted her teeth with hatred.
"Miss Bai, we meet again."
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "No wonder the clerk is so arrogant and dares to sell fake antiques openly. It turns out that Ye Chun is behind it."
"He, the dignified young master of the Ye family, actually did such a vile thing. He has really brought shame on the Ye family."
"You bastard, shut up."
Bai Shiyu cursed: "Xiao, if it weren't for Chen Qing's presence last time, you would have been beaten to death long ago."
"You still dare to come here and act wild today? If you dare, don't leave. I'll call someone."
"Okay, I won't leave."
Xiao Feng pulled up a chair and sat down directly.
Bai Shiyu walked to the side and quickly called Ye Chun.
Tang Xueru asked in a low voice: "Brother Feng, isn't it the famous Ye family of Jinmen?"
"That's right, it is!"
Xiao Feng nodded.
"ah?"
Tang Xueru was dumbfounded: "Brother Feng, you are in big trouble."
"I've heard of the Ye family in Fengcheng. They are a powerful presence in Jinmen."
"What? Are you scared?"
Xiao Feng glanced at her: "If you're afraid, go back and I'll play with them alone."
Bing Ling had a cold face and crossed her arms.
"Who is afraid? I don't care whose family he is, what can he do?"
"Yes, if Brother Feng doesn't leave, we won't leave either."
Mad Dog followed.
When Tang Xueru saw this situation, she had no choice but to stay.
The huge hole is held by Xiao Feng, and we will die together.
"You brat, let's see how crazy you can get."
"Don't think about leaving safely today. Don't cry and call your mother later."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Shiyu walked over with a sneer.
"What? Call mom?"
Xiao Feng bared his teeth and smiled: "Madman, this bitch has such a bad mouth, what do you think I should do?"
"Slap her!"
‘Crack!’
Mad Dog suddenly stepped forward and slapped Bai Shiyu on the face.
"Ouch!"
Bai Shiyu howled in pain and fell to the ground, with half of her face bruised.
"You bastard, how dare you hit me?"
"Just wait for me and I will castrate you."
Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow: "Madman, why do you still have a bad mouth?"
"Then pump again!"
‘Crack!’
Mad Dog slapped her again, and Bai Shiyu was beaten into a pig's head.
This time she didn't dare to speak nonsense. The corners of her mouth were bleeding and she could only grit her teeth and stare.
Xiao Feng looked down at her and smiled slightly.
"Miss Bai, are you comfortable?"
"Remember, there is nothing that a slap can't solve."
"If there is, then two slaps."
"Go away, go away, stay away."
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise at the door, and all the spectators were coaxed away.
First, a row of bodyguards in black walked in and stood on both sides with cold faces.
I saw a fat woman who looked like a Shar-Pei walking in from outside wearing black stockings.
It was none other than Ye Chun's sister, Ye Meng.
Gong Zhongming, that old brat, was following behind her. In addition, there were three unfamiliar faces. Judging from their attire, they must also be warriors.
"Sister Meng, you are finally here."
Bai Shiyu cried and crawled over from the ground.
"This bastard came here to make trouble and said we were selling fake antiques. You have to make the decision for me."
Ye Meng, like Lafayette, narrowed his triangular eyes.
"Oh, this pretty face is stained."
"Okay, stop crying, Sister Meng will stand up for you."
"Thank you, Sister Meng!"
Bai Shiyu wiped her tears and got up from the ground.