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Chapter 151 The whereabouts of the painting

Of course Chen Jianghe is not Liu Xiahui.

But he is not an animal that thinks with his lower body, not to mention that this woman Zheng Tingfang has no bottom line. She was originally the woman of Chen Jianghe's eldest brother, but later hooked up with Wang Hai, and then turned around and fell into the arms of Ma Boxiong.

Now he actually wants to develop with himself. Chen Jianghe doesn't dare to use this kind of person.

In the end, it might kill him.

Zheng Tingfang tried her best and found that Chen Jianghe was still unmoved. Instead of frustrating her, it actually aroused her fighting spirit.

The harder the bone is to chew, the stronger the feeling of satisfaction will be after chewing it off.

This is Zheng Tingfang’s truest thought.

Just when Zheng Tingfang wanted to increase his offensive, Chen Jianghe suddenly shouted: "Ma Boxiong is on the second floor. Do you believe that just one word from me can let him know what you are doing now?"

Zheng Tingfang's expression changed and she became more restrained.

But his tone was still resentful: "You have no interest at all, be careful no woman will like you in the future."

Chen Jianghe sneered and said, "I won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, Chen Jianghe ignored Zheng Tingfang. No matter how Zheng Tingfang opened his mouth, he kept silent and waited quietly for Ma Boxiong to come downstairs. Zheng Tingfang pursed his lips when he saw this, and closed his mouth wisely and said no more.

After about five minutes, Ma Boxiong, wearing black pajamas, came down from the second floor.

He specifically glanced at their seats and then put away his suspicion.

Come to the first floor.

Ma Boxiong was not in a hurry to walk to Chen Jianghe, but first got a glass of water and stood in the middle of the living room to drink it.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Tingfang walked over and massaged Ma Boxiong's shoulders.

Only then was Ma Boxiong satisfied and sat down in front of Chen Jianghe. He folded his arms and said with a smile, "Chen Jianghe, why are you up late at night and coming to see me? Could it be that you have fallen in love with my woman?"

"If you want it, just take it."

Zheng Tingfang immediately said coquettishly: "Master Ma, you are so annoying."

"I'm yours."

Chen Jianghe looked at the two people flirting, feeling resentful and said directly: "Ma Boxiong, I don't want to talk nonsense to you. Tell me, where is that painting now?"

After raising this question, Chen Jianghe stared at Ma Boxiong's face.

As expected.

There was an extremely subtle expression on Ma Boxiong's face. If Chen Jianghe hadn't stared at him specifically, he wouldn't have noticed it at all. A look of surprise and hesitation appeared in Ma Boxiong's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He was also thinking in his mind, how did Chen Jianghe know?

After thinking about it, Ma Boxiong couldn't tell Chen Jianghe. He pretended to smile casually and said: "I don't even know what you are talking about. If you want to find paintings, you can go to an art gallery. Why are you coming to my house?"

Chen Jianghe smiled lightly and said, "Really?"

"What makes me think that what I'm looking for is at your house?"

Ma Boxiong didn't know that his expression had fallen into Chen Jianghe's eyes, and he still sneered: "Don't play this trick with me, my home is not your back garden, a place where you can come and go as you please. If I don't have you in my home,

If you are looking for a painting, can I sue you for breaking into a private house?"

Chen Jianghe has gotten the answer he wanted, but there is still one question that remains unresolved - is the painting here with Ma Boxiong?

He thought for a while and said straight to the point: "This afternoon, a murder occurred in a hotel in Linzhou. A middle-aged man was killed in the hotel's bathtub, and the painting he had just auctioned disappeared. Ma Boxiong, this

You did it, right?"

Ma Boxiong was surprised.

This matter is indeed related to him, because it was his men who did it.

certainly.

He only let someone do it after receiving an order from abroad. In order not to arouse suspicion, he didn't even let the person take the painting home, but let him leave the country by sea overnight after he succeeded.

Even Ma Boxiong didn't know why the superiors attached so much importance to that painting.

However, he only needs to complete the tasks ordered by his superiors, and he will never ask any questions about anything else.

"What is the origin of that painting? Is it really that important?" Ma Boxiong thought to himself. When he was on the phone with his subordinates just now, his subordinates sent him a very bad news - someone was chasing him!

Presumably the target is also that painting.

Ma Boxiong was silent for a long time before he said: "Then you can search my house. If you don't find it, can I chop off your head and use it as a urinal?"

Chen Jianghe had already guessed something from Ma Boxiong's expression, and now he was waiting for Bai Meizi to find out Ma Boxiong's recent contacts to confirm his guess.

"Is it really not at your home?" Chen Jianghe asked again.

Ma Boxiong said with a smile: "It's true, I don't even know what the painting you are talking about is. But you can tell me what the painting is about, and maybe I can help you pay attention to it."

Chen Jianghe sneered, and then said: "It seems that this painting is really not here with you. I took the liberty of visiting to disturb you two."

"Farewell."

He stood up to leave.

Zheng Tingfang was confused and had no idea what the painting they were talking about was.

When Ma Boxiong saw Chen Jianghe about to leave, he suddenly became angry, "Chen Jianghe, what do you mean? Do you really think of my house as your back garden, a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

Chen Jianghe paused and snorted coldly: "I just treat your house as my back garden, what can you do to me?"

Ma Boxiong lost his temper instantly.

Firstly, he knew that Chen Jianghe was a madman who would dare to touch even the eldest son of the Qi family, let alone a hero in the gray area. Secondly, Chen Jianghe was extremely powerful, and Ma Boxiong would definitely suffer if there was a conflict with him.

so--

Ma Boxiong had a sullen face and remained silent.

When Chen Jianghe saw this, he also knew that he was timid, so he left Ma Boxiong's house without looking back and strode away.

It wasn't until Chen Jianghe walked away that Zheng Tingfang hesitated and asked: "Master Ma, what exactly is the painting you just talked about? Chen Jianghe came straight to Master Ma, does he know something?"

Ma Boxiong didn't realize that Zheng Tingfang was talking nonsense, and he was so angry that he said: "This guy definitely knows something. The painting he was talking about actually has a great background and is regarded as a piece of cake by many forces. I am sending a message today. I went to get the painting back, but now I'm running into some trouble."

"Right."

"You must not tell this matter outside."

Zheng Tingfang suddenly realized.

Then she immediately said that she would not tell the news to anyone, and Ma Boxiong also trusted Zheng Tingfang and was not suspicious.

It's just that after Zheng Tingfang helped Ma Boxiong back to the bedroom, he sent a text message to Chen Jianghe.

"That painting was indeed taken away by Ma Boxiong."

"But Ma Boxiong's men are already in trouble and seem to be being hunted."


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