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Chapter 9 The dog is restless(1/2)

What?

Fakes all over the place!

Everyone looked at Deng Zixuan in surprise.

I don't understand why Deng Zixuan said this.

"fart!"

"These gifts are all gifts that we have a strong and powerful family who have bought at great cost. How could they be fake?"

"Don't sow discord and destroy our relationship with the Mu family."

"Bastard, where did the kid come from? He pointed at us and slandered us for delivering fake goods."

The family representatives who celebrated their birthdays were so angry that they jumped into pieces when they saw Deng Zixuan questioning them for delivering fake goods.

Seeing the angry expression of a family representative, Deng Zixuan didn't raise his eyelids and was still eating Jiaguo dim sum on his own.

The two Mu Tianyuan brothers and the Mu family were very happy.

Deng Zixuan was simply looking for death. He actually said that the gifts were fake, and he offended the family who came to congratulate him to death.

Haha! This is a lot of fun to watch.

"Deng Zixuan, it doesn't matter if you offend me, the Mu family. You actually said that the people who gave me fake goods, do you know who these people came to congratulate?"

"You know how powerful and terrifying financial resources these people have. Doing this will be like forcing yourself to a dead end."

"You guy is stupid enough to say this, which is equivalent to offending everyone else." Mu Tianyuan looked at Deng Zixuan jokingly.

"Those are the people?"

"It's still so powerful?"

"Also terrifying financial resources?"

"Haha! These people and the forces they rely on are rubbish in my eyes and are not worth mentioning."

Deng Zixuan still had a leisurely and contented expression and responded lazily to Mu Tianyuan.

Indeed, with Deng Zixuan's current identity and status, the so-called power of these people is indeed garbage in Deng Zixuan's eyes.

The only Canglong War God in China is not comparable to these families.

"What?"

"These people are rubbish in your eyes?"

Mu Tianyuan didn't believe his ears.

Then, Mu Tianyuan's smile became stronger: "Deng Zixuan, these gifts are full of classical calligraphy and paintings, authentic pearl agate, and precious and top-quality medicinal materials. Which gift here is not a priceless top-quality."

"You are a bastard who came out of prison, how can you understand these things? Even the power behind them is rubbish?

Mu Tianyuan looked at Deng Zixuan with a sneer, full of disdain.

"You give me a shocking identity and let me see which great figure you are, cut it!"

"You don't deserve to know my identity." Deng Zixuan said indifferently.

Hearing Deng Zixuan's slander and this tone, the representatives of the family who came to celebrate their birthday were covered in dark faces and wished they could swallow Deng Zixuan alive.

Wang Jinguo came to Deng Zixuan fiercely, pointed at Deng Zixuan's nose and said angrily.

"You little slut in jail are still arrogant and say that we are not worthy of knowing your identity, I'm gonna have it!"

"A genuine copy of Wang Xizhi that my Wang family gave to Mr. Mu. It took nearly 100 million to buy it."

"Why is it fake when it comes to your mouth?"

"I want you to apologize, apologize immediately"

His face turned pale: "Otherwise, this matter will not be over."

"That's right, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk randomly."

Lin Junda also looked contemptuous: "You stinky boy in prison, what calligraphy and paintings do you know?"

My relatives and friends who were shocked just now realized that they had been fooled by Deng Zixuan just now when they heard this.

How could he, a boy who had committed a crime and had been jailed to understand these precious calligraphy, paintings, jewelry and jade?

If I really have the ability, I wouldn't have been to jail.

"Deng Zixuan, I think you are not here to celebrate your birthday, but to find fault."

"Yes, don't look at what you are or pretending to be awesome person. Can you tell what is good or bad?"

"I guess you don't even have a decent job now, so you'd be embarrassed to say that the gift is fake?"

"Even the Lingbao master who is famous in the treasure appraisal world, he said it seriously, that must be true."

Nearly a hundred relatives and friends of the Mu family became restless and sarcastically and mocked Deng Zixuan without any mercy.

Mu Nianran's pretty face was very embarrassing, and she didn't want to come here at all.

Now that this incident happened again, she began to regret coming with Deng Zixuan.

Deng Zixuan patted her shoulder and signaled her to be calm.

"I say it's a fake or a fake. If you don't believe it, let's bet." Deng Zixuan calmly swept over everyone present.

"Just bet. If you don't tell me about your appearance today, I won't be able to peel your skin."

"If I lose, you will peel my skin. Then what about you?" Deng Zixuan looked at Wang Jinguo and said word by word.

"If I lose, from now on, my Wang Jinguo and the entire family will follow your leader, Deng Zixuan, and be your dog, and you will be your dog, and you will be nothing more than that." Wang Jinguo gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

"Okay, the deal is done." Deng Zixuan raised a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Nianran was worried and pulled Deng Zixuan and wanted to stop him.

"Don't worry, I'll win." Deng Zixuan smiled softly.

Wang Jinguo picked up the calligraphy and paintings of Wang Xizhi he gave him, walked to Deng Zixuan arrogantly, and put them on the table.

"This is the original "Lanting Preface" of Wang Xizhi that I bought for nearly 100 million yuan. You talk about how calligraphy and paintings are fake."

"Swish!"

Without saying a word, Deng Zixuan directly opened Wang Jinguo's calligraphy and paintings, slowly opening a bottle of high-alcohol liquor.

Looking at Wang Jinguo with a playful look, Deng Zixuan poured the white wine on the calligraphy and paintings.

"Bastard! What are you doing? This calligraphy and painting is the original, how dare you destroy it?"

"One hundred million! Can you afford it?"

When Wang Jinguo saw Deng Zixuan pouring wine on the calligraphy and paintings, he snatched the calligraphy and paintings, and felt very distressed.

"One hundred million!"

"Only a stupid and stupid second-hand man like you, you will get 100 million to buy this fake."

Deng Zixuan snatched the calligraphy and paintings indifferently, tore the part covered with wine and pulled out a silk thread-like item.

Seeing this scene, Mu Nianran breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Deng Zixuan with his eyes lit up, as if he didn't expect that Deng Zixuan would have such a move.

"you……"

Wang Jinguo looked at the silk thread in Deng Zixuan's hand and looked dull.

"If you're not blind, you should know what this is."

"Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings contain chemical fiber materials. Don't tell me, this thing was there in that era."

"I don't have to judge whether this calligraphy or painting is true or not."

Deng Zixuan put the silk thread into Wang Jinguo's hands and looked at him jokingly.

The guest closest to Wang Jinguo and others screamed in surprise when he saw the silk thread in his hand.

"Is this thing in Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings!?"

"Damn, this is a fake copy!"

"A hundred million calligraphy and paintings have this thing, and they are cheated."

At this time, Wang Jinguo was like five thunders thunder, and his face turned pale as he looked at Silk Wire.

Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings bought for nearly 100 million yuan actually contain chemical fiber materials. How could he not be shocked?

Wang Jinguo collapsed on the sofa like a deflated ball.

He lost, not only himself, but also took over the entire family.

"Who else is not convinced? As long as you are not afraid of slapping in the face, I am willing to accompany you."

Deng Zixuan did not care about Wang Jinguo and faced everyone with neither humility nor arrogantness.

Lin Junda was dissatisfied and picked up his gift, Wang Deng Zixuan, and let him go.
To be continued...
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