"But I just want to watch it at your house now." Su Changfeng said calmly.
Jiang Hai's expression changed slightly and he said, "Sir, I wonder what line of work he does?"
Jiang Hai tried to test Su Changfeng, fearing that he would offend someone he shouldn't offend. After all, Zhang Fushan was respectful to Su Changfeng.
"In a sense, we are actually peers." Su Changfeng said with a smile: "Our jobs are essentially robbery, but what I rob is other people's lives, and what you rob is other people's."
money."
Su Changfeng glanced at Jiang Hai meaningfully.
"Fart! Who the hell is in the same company as you?" Jiang Hai's pupils shrank slightly, and he said sternly and restrainedly: "Boy, this matter has nothing to do with you, you should leave quickly. And those two over there, you should pay the money quickly.
After you pay the money, leave immediately and don't affect my business."
The girl had a sad face, while the beautiful woman on the side looked at Jiang Hai with an unkind expression.
If looks could kill, Jiang Hai would have died countless times.
Then, the beautiful woman slowly took out a bank card from her handbag.
"Wait!" Su Changfeng said directly: "I don't think this thing is worth 15 million at all. If you ask me, it is worth 150 yuan at most, because it is just a fake and inferior handicraft.
"
The people around him suddenly exclaimed.
Jiang Hai's face became a little unnatural, and he glared at Su Changfeng and said: "Boy, what are you doing? Do you know what it means to have trouble come out of your mouth? Let me say it again, this is none of your business, hurry up and give it to me
roll."
The beautiful women and girls on the side had a look of surprise on their faces.
Su Changfeng stepped forward and snatched the ancient painting from Jiang Hai's hand.
Before Jiang Hai started to curse, Su Changfeng took out the lighter from his arms and lit the ancient painting on fire.
"Stop! What are you doing?" Jiang Hai's expression suddenly changed.
The people watching on the side widened their eyes.
boom!
Above the ancient painting, a flame immediately rose and began to burn violently.
"Are you fucking crazy?" Jiang Hai rushed forward and tried to snatch the ancient painting away.
boom!
Su Changfeng kicked Jiang Hai hard in the abdomen.
Jiang Hai's body was like a broken sack, and he fell on the wooden door beside him, making a muffled sound.
"You still want to steal something from me, you are really overestimating your capabilities." Su Changfeng snorted disdainfully.
Half of the ancient painting was burned to ashes, and a strange smell appeared in the place.
"Boy, you're done for now!" Jiang Hai said fiercely, clutching his abdomen.
Su Changfeng said loudly to the crowd around him: "Everyone, please take a good smell and see how you feel."
Many people around him subconsciously began to breathe heavily.
Zhang Fushan on the side said in shock: "Mr. Su, what are you doing?"
At this time, a voice came from the crowd: "I work in reagents, so I know this smell very well. This is exactly the smell of rotten eggs produced after burning chemical fibers. These things are definitely modern artificial synthesis."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the venue.
Jiang Hai's face suddenly turned pale. He stretched out a trembling finger and said, "I know, you guys must be in a group, and you are joining forces to plot against me!"