As Nicholas Batu parked his car on the parking lot in front of the door, Ye Huang also stepped on the brakes, got out of the car, and Tuoba followed.
"Master Batu, I wonder if the second master is here? If so, I think it would be better for me to go over and offer my condolences. Ye is not talented and knows a little bit about Chinese massage, which may be able to help him recover."
Here, Ye Huang walked towards Nicolas Batu who was standing in front of the door waiting for him, and started talking about which pot he didn't want to open, his words were sincere, as if he really wanted to save him.
But his playful eyes and joking smile revealed that his words were just polite.
Naturally, Nicholas Batu would not take Ye Huang's words seriously, but being teased by Ye Huang word by word always made him feel like he was neither going up nor down.
He knew clearly that Ye Huang meant to disgust him, but he couldn't show his anger, otherwise he would fall into the other party's trap.
"Young Master Ye is so polite. It's better not to bother with this matter. My younger brother is used to being overbearing and is looking for a chance to talk properly. This beating of yours can actually make him calm down for a while. I've suffered a loss.
You just know that not everyone can be offended. There is no harm in it."
"Let's go inside first."
Smiling, Nicolas Batu behaved very free and easy, waved his hand in a gesture of invitation, and immediately got out of the way.
Ye Huang was not polite, he treated himself as a distinguished guest, nodded, and walked in like a gentleman. Behind him, Tuoba looked at Ye Huang's stern look, feeling funny in his heart but hard to say anything.
After entering the hall, everyone took their seats.
"It's like this, Mr. Batu, Ye is an antique collector and a patriot. I believe you also know that a hundred years ago, our country, China, experienced a catastrophe and countless antiques and cultural relics were lost..."
Before Ye Huang finished speaking, Nicholas Batu took a sip of tea and smiled lightly.
"Mr. Ye came here to collect the collection of my Nicholas family, right? To be honest, my family does have a lot of antiques from China, but they were purchased from Christie's and other channels by my family elders and me at high prices.
It was purchased, not stolen directly from your country of China."
"Besides, with all due respect, even if there are items that were stolen from my family, do you think it is appropriate for you to come?"
"Haha, I think Mr. Batu has misunderstood. I didn't mean to ask for it directly. I know very well that these things have now become personal items. The Chinese government has not officially asked for them. Naturally, I don't have the right.
."
"What does Mr. Ye mean?"
"I heard that there are some items in your family that Ye is interested in. I came here to visit and wanted to ask if I could barter for them."
"Oh? Mr. Ye is so elegant that he is willing to barter, but I wonder which artifacts from my Nicholas family Mr. Ye is interested in?"
Although he was somewhat skeptical about Ye Huang's words, Nicholas Batu still agreed with a smile.
Since the other party has not revealed his true purpose, he will naturally take advantage of it.
"I wonder if you have blue and white porcelain and some paintings from the Song and Yuan Dynasties?"
"I do have some blue and white porcelain and paintings from the Song and Yuan Dynasties at home, but they are all treasures. If Mr. Ye really wants to replace them, it will cost a lot of money."
"Of course, the Nicholas family is not a small family. It is naturally impossible to collect some antiques and paintings that are not on the market. If there is a favorite work, I believe that the exchange terms given by Ye will not disappoint Young Master Batu."
Taking the tea on the table, Ye Huang smelled it and immediately put it on the table.
"What, it's not to your liking?"
Seeing Ye Huang take it off and put it back, Nicholas Batu asked with a slight frown.
"Oh, that's not true. I had a cold recently and I just took medicine. Drinking tea will neutralize the effect of the medicine. That's when I remembered it."
"So that's it, drink some juice?"
"Forget it, I'm not thirsty." After waving his hand, Ye Huang gave Tuoba, who was sitting next to him, a wink.
The latter did not touch the tea placed in front of him at all.
Naturally, Ye Huang's actions did not escape the attention of Nicholas Batu, who kept frowning and relaxed for a long time.
"In this case, Mr. Ye can do whatever he wants. Mr. Ye also comes from everyone. I believe he has a lot of collections at home. Am I right?"
"It's just so-so. I've been living in Europe for a while, and I did find a few treasures, but they are all European paintings, which don't appeal to me much."
Shaking his head, Ye Huang looked very ashamed.
"Young Master Ye, you're welcome. As an Oriental, you are naturally more fascinated by Eastern culture. The Western style may not be what Mr. Ye is impressed by."
"No way! It's just that some of my things are tainted with patriotic sentiments. I regard Western treasures as my treasures, but sometimes I have to reluctantly part with them."
"Haha, that's true. When you think of getting something you dream of, you always have to lose other things you want."
"Yes, in the past few years, Ye has given away a lot of good things in exchange for some of his favorite items. It seems like he is going to bleed again today."
With an expression that showed he had suffered a great loss, Ye Huang said again.
"Master Batu, I wonder if it is not convenient for me to show some of the collection to Ye, so that Ye can estimate what items he has to give away this time to meet the request?"
"Haha, Mr. Ye misunderstood. Although I appreciate Mr. Ye's patriotic sentiments, I still want to apologize. I do not have the authority to handle these items in the family. You may have run away in vain this time."
As he spoke, Nicholas Batu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at Ye Huang with an indescribable smile, as if to see the change in Ye Huang's expression.
"Is it true that you can't do any of them? Mr. Batu, as the eldest son of the Nicholas family, it's impossible for you to not be able to control these foreign objects, right? As long as you agree, Ye's conditions will never make you suffer."
Upon hearing what the other party said, Ye Huang was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed regret and helplessness, with a hint of something to say.
"I'm really sorry. My father never likes me exchanging things at home for other items. If you really want to find one or two pieces of blue and white porcelain or other paintings, I can introduce you to the senior management of Christie's. They have a lot of goods.
."
"I've looked at almost everything there, but it's not what I want. It seems that I really have to look elsewhere this time."
Shaking his head, Ye Huang stood up regretfully and cupped his hands towards Nicholas Batu.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night. I'm sorry about the second master's matter."
"Where, he asked for it himself, Mr. Ye is leaving now?"
Seeing Ye Huang getting up and about to leave, Nicholas Batu was stunned this time.
Chapter 1796
Is this guy really just after a few broken ceramics and a few paintings of little value?
Do you really want to leave, or are you just trying to make progress by retreating?
For a moment, he looked at Ye Huang, who had a sad and regretful expression in front of him, and he was somewhat unsure.
Although he hated the so-called Bloody Shura in front of him because of Miya's incident, he had to admit that he didn't know much about the opponent in front of him, and it could even be said that he knew nothing about it.
You don’t know the other person’s character, you don’t know his behavior style, and you don’t know whether the other person is really difficult to deal with?
"What, could it be that Mr. Batu still wants to keep Ye for a late-night snack?"
With a painful expression, Ye Huang glanced at Nicholas Batu, with too much helplessness and sadness in his expression.
"If Mr. Ye wants to, it's not impossible."
"Forget it, Mr. Batu's kindness is appreciated by Ye. It's just that I don't have much appetite at the moment. I can't achieve what I want. The food always tastes a little bit chewy."
He smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Batu, I'm sorry to bother you, please take my leave!"
With that said, Emperor Ye bowed his hands to Young Master Batu and left immediately.
Behind him, Nicholas Batu stood there in a daze. For a while, he couldn't think of any reason to keep Ye Huang here and continue to trick Ye Huang about the real purpose of his trip.
After leaving the living room, Ye Huang and Tuoba had already arrived at the parking lot in front of the door. Nicholas Batu, who took a few slow steps behind him, seemed to have thought about something clearly and walked out quickly.
"Wait a minute!"
"Master Batu, is there anything else?"
"Master Ye, I think your purpose of coming here this time is not just a few pieces of blue and white porcelain and paintings, right?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ye Huang frowned slightly and asked.
"Mr. Ye, Batu really doubts your purpose of coming here tonight. With a few pieces of blue and white porcelain and a few paintings, I think as Mr. Ye, I wouldn't come here all the way, right? What's more, it's so special
Later."
"I still don't understand what you mean. Is it possible that I can't like paintings and blue and white porcelain? Do I have to visit your family during the day?"
"Of course Batu didn't mean that. It's just that Batu felt that Mr. Ye only made a trip in the middle of the night for a few antiques and made a fuss out of a molehill. Mr. Ye, you must have other purposes that you didn't disclose to Batu, right?"
Looking deeply at Ye Huang, Nicholas Batu stared at Ye Huang's pair of black ink eyes, trying to see something from them.
It's a pity that he was disappointed. It was like a pool of stagnant water with no waves in the ancient well. On the contrary, the dark nature made his eyes almost fall into a kind of enchantment.
In just a few seconds, he had to look away, but his heart was filled with horror.
Seeing that the other party looked back in a panic, Ye Huang just said with a slight smile.
"Master Batu, Ye has been honest tonight. I hope you won't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. Indeed, Ye came here today just for a few pieces of blue and white porcelain and paintings from the Song and Yuan Dynasties. In addition, I am interested in the twelve zodiac signs in the Old Summer Palace."
The Beast Head is also interested, but it's a pity that your family doesn't have it."
"You clearly know that my Nicholas family doesn't have a good impression of you because of Mia's incident, but you still come here today? It's really just for those broken porcelains. Could it be that you are treating Batu and I like a monkey?"
Nicholas Batu looked at Emperor Ye with squinted eyes, deliberately not staring into those eyes that seemed to have magical power, completely making the conflict between the two people public.
"Haha, Mr. Batu told the truth after all! I once heard Mia say that you pursued him, including the second young master, but what does this mean?"
"Mia is already my wife, and I am not stingy enough to tolerate the fact that she has suitors. The more people pursue her, the better Mia is, right?"
"In a certain way, Mr. Batu and I still have something in common, that is, we still have a common language when it comes to women's aesthetics."
With a slight smile, Ye Huang looked at Nicholas Batu in front of him and continued.
"Master Batu, to be honest, we don't have too much grudge against you, and I have no intention of turning against your family. Rather than messing up the relationship between the two because of some trivial matters, I think we should maintain a good relationship.
Relationships are beneficial to everyone, what do you think?"
Based on Ye Huang's personal wishes, he really didn't want to be at odds with Nicholas Batu in front of him. After all, the so-called bad relationship between the two was simply because of Mia.
However, now that the deal is done, Mia has become his wife, and then stalemate the relationship, in his opinion, it is not the behavior that a child of a big family should have.
It's just that it's hard for Ye Huang to guess how Nicholas Batu will choose in front of him.
If the other party is really stubborn, he doesn't mind confronting the other party. After all, not wanting to do something doesn't mean he is afraid of a certain outcome.
Although the Nicholas family is powerful, it is only a small arms dealer, and it is just an arms dealer.
"It seems to make sense." He nodded, "I have no intention of fighting to the death with Mr. Ye, but Mr. Ye came today and never revealed his true purpose. This made Batu a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should do it or not.
I believe what Mr. Ye said."
"You know, there are some people in this world who tell lies and look more genuine than they tell the truth."
"It seems that Mr. Batu still doesn't believe Ye's words?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, I really can't believe it!"
"Why?"
"You know it yourself!"
"Mr. Batu, if you believe in God, will you also follow the Zen of Buddhism?"
Nicholas Batu's answer made Huang Ye startled for a moment, and then he gave a rather helpless smile.
There was somewhat of a tacit understanding between the two of them in their answers, but there was more than enough tacit understanding, but the content was blank.
After all, in Batu's opinion, Emperor Ye never told him the true purpose of coming.
However, Ye Huang felt a little helpless here. Didn't he come just for the few pieces of blue and white porcelain placed on the rosewood tables around the hall?
To be more precise, isn't it just for those pieces of porcelain brought out from the Forbidden City?
"Sorry, I only believe in myself, not God, let alone bald donkeys!"
"Bald donkey? Haha, Mr. Batu, what you said does mean something. Could it be that you have been deeply hurt by the so-called bald donkey in your mouth?"
When he heard that the other party called the so-called Buddha a bald donkey, Emperor Ye was also a little surprised. There are really many fearless people in this world who dare to use any name indiscriminately.
"Put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Do you think these bald donkeys have good intentions?"
With a hint of amusement, Nicolas Batu looked at Ye Huang and said something that seemed to have nothing to do with the topic between the two of them, but actually had a lot to do with it.
Chapter 1797
"Haha, from the perspective of your family, these so-called bald donkeys do not have any good intentions. On the contrary, Allah is obviously much more friendly."
With a shallow smile, Ye Huang finally understood the other party's seemingly meaningless words, but in fact they meant something.
Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, wouldn't it be contrary to the Nicholas family as arms dealers?
If you put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, then who will I sell my arms to?
On the contrary, Allah in the Islamic region is obviously more in line with Nicholas's taste on certain issues.
This is also the reason why arms have been slow to sell in countries that believe in bald donkeys, but are extremely popular in countries that believe in Allah.
"Master Ye is a sensible person."
"You're welcome, this is the essence of the matter. It's like a three-year-old child's brain teaser. It tests reaction ability, not IQ."
He smiled faintly and said, "It's getting late, so Ye has to take his leave."
"Master Ye is unwilling to reveal the true nature of his coming here after all?"
"I've been saying this all along, but Mr. Batu always seems to think that Ye has some other unknown purpose."
Ye Huang spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face.
I have been telling the truth, what else do you want me to do?!
"In this case, I'm worrying too much, please!"
With that said, Nicholas Batu no longer bothered.
"Thank you! Mr. Batu, as I said before, if possible, Ye is willing to exchange other items for the blue and white porcelain and paintings in your family's hands."
Nodding, Ye Huang smiled and immediately turned around and entered the car.
The car started and slowly headed towards the manor.
However, when the car reached the gate, it was stopped again. From behind, Nicholas Batu slowly walked over.
"Master Batu, what does this mean?"
In the car, Ye Huang stuck his head out and asked with some confusion.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Tuoba, who had been silent, had half a finger protruding from his sleeve.
"Haha, it's nothing. Since Mr. Ye really wants a few pieces of blue and white porcelain, Batu can't really be so stingy. As Mr. Ye said, I have no real conflict with you. Just a few unattractive utensils.
To a friend."
While smiling and talking to Ye Huang, Nicholas Batu waved his hand, and the attendants behind him rushed over carrying several pieces of blue and white porcelain.
In the car, Emperor Ye was a little surprised when he saw this scene and got out of the car immediately.
"Master Batu, this makes Ye a little ashamed. I have some hand-painted paintings by Van Gogh that I just found a few years ago. I will definitely send them to you that day."
"Oh? The original work of Van Gogh?"
Ye Huang's words made not only Nicholas Batu shocked, but also the eyes of some of the attendants behind him suddenly widened.
In the Western antique world, there are two masters whose works are hard to come by. One is the work of Van Gogh, and the other is the painting of Picasso.
Authentic works by these two people always fetch sky-high prices every time they are discovered, and they are rare to find.
This is especially true for Van Gogh's works. A pair of sunflowers and a starry sky allow people to see their transcendent status in Western art festivals.
At this moment, Ye Huang suddenly said that he would exchange for Van Gogh's paintings. Even Nicolas Bartle was surprised.
"nature!"
Nodding, Emperor Ye smiled endlessly.
"Then Young Master Ye is going to make a big loss this time."
Perhaps because of the other party's approval, Nicholas Batu's mood improved a lot.
He didn't know if Ye Huang had inquired about some of his hobbies. In short, the other party did what he wanted and brought Fan Gao out, which indeed played into his own hands.
Nicholas Bartle doesn't care much about so-called works of art and antiques, and it can even be said that he has no interest at all.
But this is an exception for Van Gogh's works.
It's not that he likes it very much, but because his grandfather is the current patriarch of the Nicholas family.
An old man who is obsessed with Van Gogh's works!
Nicholas Bartle wanted to take the position of the family patriarch as soon as possible, and all he had to do was to do what he wanted.
"It doesn't matter, you and I can each get what we need. As for the value of the thing itself, we each see it from a different perspective."
"Young Master Ye is so generous! Come here, bring the pair of blue and white porcelain vases in the living room to Mr. Ye."
Nicholas Batu's words directly caused Ye Huang, who had remained calm at first, to tense up slightly. His whole body suddenly became a little nervous. After a while, he returned to normal.
Ye Huang's action naturally did not escape Tuoba in the car, but for ordinary people Nicholas Batu, his perception was obviously not that sharp.
Everything still seemed very calm, and several pieces of blue and white porcelain were brought to Emperor Ye one after another.
With a bit of performance and a bit of sincerity, Ye Huang reached out and rubbed his hands on several pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, full of affection.
His mouth was filled with tsk-tsk.
Especially when he touched the last pair of Bibo bottles presented to him, Ye Huang's obsession reached its peak and he was filled with admiration.
After some acting, Ye Huang didn't care whether Nicholas Batu saw any clues and took back his hand.
"Master Batu, I will replace these objects with two paintings by Van Gogh and a painting by Cézanne. Do you like it?"
"Master Ye is generous!"
"No, these treasures are not worth mentioning to Mr. Batu, but they are treasures to me in China. Three paintings were exchanged for dozens of artifacts, and I got a big advantage."
"It's nothing. The converted value of these things is actually much less than what Mr. Ye mentioned. Logically speaking, I took advantage."
"Haha, Mr. Batu is too polite. Otherwise, if Mr. Batu is worried, these items will be temporarily stored in your place. After I go back, I can take the paintings and come back to exchange them?"
"No need, I, Batu, can still trust Mr. Ye's character. I believe Mr. Ye cannot ruin his reputation just for a few things."
"That's true, so this time Ye came back with the treasure first?"
"Please!"
"Thank you!" He motioned to everyone to put the preserved utensils that had been packed into boxes into the trunk and on the back seat of the car. Ye Huang finally felt a big stone fall in his heart.
"Master Batu, I, Ye, have taken note of this favor. Although you and I have some small differences, it will not hinder future cooperation. If you need help, just mention it."
"Haha, even if you don't tell me, I will find you."
"So good."
Smiling and nodding, Ye Huang got into the car, started the car, and slowly drove out of the gate of Nicholas Batu's family, heading out of the town.
Behind him, as Emperor Ye drove away in his car, the smile on Nicholas Batu's face gradually faded, and finally his serious look returned.
Chapter 1798
"Sir, you..."
Behind him, the cronies following Nicholas Batu suddenly wanted to speak.
"Crack!"
Before he finished speaking, Nicholas Batu slapped him hard on the face!
"Master?"
The latter was a little dazed by the slap. He covered his face that was red with pain and looked at his master with fear in his eyes.
"Someone, bring those cups of tea in the room!"
Without looking at the servant in front of him, Nicholas Batu, with a cold face, ordered directly to the others.
With just one sentence, the person in front of me looked miserable.
After a while, the two cups of tea that had been placed in front of Ye Huang and Tuoba were brought over. From the beginning to the end, the two of them never took a sip.
"Drink." Turning his back, Nicholas Batu said calmly, his tone was calm, but there was no room for doubt.
"Sir, what do you mean?"
"Drink!"
This time, there was a bit of anger.
"Sir, I..."
"Drink it up for him!"
Following Nicholas Batu's words, several of his subordinates immediately stepped forward, grabbed him with all their hands, and tried to pour tea into the boy's mouth.
"Sir, please spare my life. I know I was wrong. Young Master..."
However, these pleas for mercy did not shake Batu's determination at all.
Under the force of several subordinates, most of the two cups of tea were poured down. In just half a minute, the latter straightened his legs, turned blue, eventually spit out foam, twitched a few times and died.
.
It wasn't until the other party was completely dead that Nicholas Batu slowly turned around and glanced at the body on the ground.
"Drag it out and bury it!"
"yes!"
With a word of agreement, several people picked each other up and loaded them into a car and drove out of the town.
In situ
Nicholas Batu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold look, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"Sal! I want to see how long you can keep pretending to be stupid!"
With a cold snort, the latter slowly turned around and walked into the living room.
The next thing the latter did was to move out the remaining blue and white porcelain in the living room, as well as the oriental paintings and objects collected by the family, without exception, and then look for the special features on them one by one.
Just a few hours later, Nicholas Batu still found nothing.
He frowned, still not believing that Emperor Ye came here in the middle of the night just for a few pieces of blue and white porcelain and paintings?
But it was said that Ye Huang and Tuoba drove out of Nicholas Town with dozens of antiques. At this time, Ye Huang breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
To be honest, Emperor Ye never thought that at the last moment, Nicholas Batu would deliver blue and white porcelain to him so easily. According to Emperor Ye, if he wanted to get what he wanted, he might have to pay
More.
Unexpectedly, Nicholas Batu's cleverness was mistaken for his cleverness, and in the end it saved Emperor Ye a lot of trouble.
Even Ye Huang didn't know if he could take away what he wanted the second time.
"What did you just say to him that this kid actually agreed to your request and gave you these things?"
In the car, Tuoba, who listened to the two muttering in French for a long time but didn't understand what they were saying, couldn't help but asked.
"I told him I had a painting by Van Gogh."
"He changed?"
"No change!"
"What about these things?"
"That kid was so clever that he was misled by his cleverness. I think he gave it as a gift. I just used Van Gogh's paintings as a gift to reciprocate the favor."
Ye Huang chuckled lightly.
"What on earth did you say?"
"Haha, it's nothing, just some boring words..."
With a smile, Ye Huang told Tuoba everything that had happened inside.
"Nicholas Batu never believed that you were here for these blue and white porcelains, so why did he give them to you in the end?"
"Because he didn't want to offend me, or in other words, he didn't want to break the status quo. I left with sincerity and ultimately came back empty-handed. It's a little bit unfair, isn't it?"
With a slight smile, Ye Huang said lightly.
"You come here with sincerity, but you come here with a black heart!"
Tuoba said sarcastically.
"At least they don't know. Anyway, we achieved our goal today."
While driving, Ye Huang was obviously in a good mood.
The process was tortuous, but the result made him very satisfied.
"The thing you want is among this pile of porcelain?"
"The pair of blue waves inside the bottle!"
Ye Huang had a smile on his face. To be honest, when Nicholas Batu stopped him and gave him the blue and white porcelain, Ye Huang was not too happy.
After all, his real purpose is to go for the pair of blue vases placed in the living room. The so-called blue and white porcelain and Song and Yuan paintings are just excuses to paralyze the other party.
However, the other party's unintentional actions later made Ye Huang feel like a lost treasure had been found.
"How do you know?"
"I feel it."
"If that boy from Batu knew all this, he would probably curse him loudly."
"What's the point? What I'm after may not be useful to him. Just like this Van Gogh painting, the Western world is vying for it, but I don't think it's a good thing."
"After all, he is also a famous painter, and his things are very valuable."
"Only those who have nothing to do will treat a pair of gadgets that they can't understand as a treasure."
"That's called art!"
"Yes! Art, everything that others can't understand is art."
Smiling slightly, Emperor Ye obviously sneered at something.
The road to obtain a residual image seems to be extremely tortuous, but fortunately, the final result is gratifying.
Rushing back to the secret mezzanine of the Star Hotel in the Paris Satellite City, only Wucha was there, Xingtian and Xing Ganqi had not rushed back yet.
Throwing the Bibo bottle, which may be worth hundreds of millions, directly to the ground and smashing it into pieces, even Ye Huang couldn't help but feel a little pain, let alone Wucha, who had never seen hundreds of millions in his life.
The latter was looking at the debris on the ground, his facial expression twitching with pain.
"Don't feel bad. He got these things back without spending a penny. There's nothing to feel bad about. Besides, this guy is not stupid. The remaining Bibo bottle in the future will probably be worth more than this pair of Bibo bottles.
It gets even higher."
Next to him, Tuoba was more open-minded. It was worth hundreds of millions, and that was just a number.
Yehuang didn’t have any real flowers, so naturally he wouldn’t feel distressed.
Moreover, in his and Ye Huang's hearts, the Xuanyuan Sword was worth many times more than these porcelains.
And Tuoba was right. There used to be two Bibo vases, but now that one is broken, we can only get one. It is the only one in the world.
Prices will naturally rise and skyrocket.
Of course Wucha didn't know all this, he just saw something worth hundreds of millions destroyed.
Among the random pieces, a broken picture rolled into the thickness of a cigarette was mounted on a ceramic base that was not completely broken.
Ye Huang just took one look and couldn't move his eyes away anymore.
Chapter 1799
Although it was just a fragment, Ye Huang knew that he had taken another step forward on the road to finding the holy way Xuanyuan.
"Is this what you're looking for?"
Compared to Ye Huang's fiery eyes, which were like looking at a beautiful woman, Tuoba was a little calm when he saw the thing rolled into a long and thin strip.
"What else do you think?"
Ye Huang replied to Tuoba angrily, and he knelt down and carefully picked up the base of the blue wave bottle.
Then he put it on the table, found a pair of tweezers from the drawer next to it, and carefully took out the cigarette-sized fragment.
"Find me some water and an alcohol lamp. There are them in the next room."
Although it was not clear what Ye Huang was going to do, Wucha and Tuoba still walked out, wandered for a while, and then came back with some things.
Here, Ye Huang has also removed the copper pipes outside the residual picture, and a palm-sized residual picture is spread on the table.
Taking the alcohol lamp and water from the two people's hands, Ye Huang followed the process he did in Mia's room last time, carefully soaking the residual picture first, and then took it to the alcohol lamp to bake it.
Then, after blowing a few gentle breaths, a rather detailed outline of mountains and rivers appeared on the fragment that originally had only a few outline lines, just like the previous fragment.
"Hey... there is actually a mystery."
Behind them, Wucha and Tuoba looked at the changes in the residual image, their eyes changed, and Tuoba even let out a sigh.
"Nonsense, if it is very common, could it be a picture of the Xuanyuan Sword?"
"That's true."
Shrugging his shoulders, Tuoba said nothing.
Here, Ye Huang didn't say anything to Tuoba Xi, and quickly took out another fragment of the picture from his arms, spliced it together, looked at it for a while and sighed.
"Why, no?"
"No, no, the two pictures are not close to each other. I don't see any clue. It seems that I need to get a few more pictures."
"You have spent so much effort on this one, but you don't know where the others are now. How can you find them?"
Tuoba asked rhetorically.
"Of course I have some clues. The old man from Mislow told me that the residual pictures he had found were found in a batch of national treasure blue and white porcelain that came out of the Forbidden City. This one is also among them. I believe the others are also among them. As long as these national treasures are found,
, I believe it’s not far away from finding it.”
"What if a few of them are missing?"
"This is naturally expected. If it were found so easily, it would not be Holy Dao Xuanyuan."
"I haven't seen anyone take out the Xuanyuan Sword in all the ages. I naively thought that I could really find it. In short, I am lucky to get it, but I will lose my life!"
"You are quite perceptive. I really didn't see it before."
"How long have you been with me? You know nothing! I'm not Xuanyuan Sword's true love. I have to be open-minded even if I don't look away. Anyway, I won't get it. What can I change if I worry about it? It's just to make myself depressed."
After squirting at Tuoba, Ye Huang put the pictures on an alcohol lamp to dry carefully, then took two pictures with their mobile phones and transmitted them to the Ye family's own secret server.
In this case, even if the residual pictures in your hand are lost, you can still retrieve the pictures and stitch them together.
After putting away his things, Ye Huang looked at his watch, it was around 10:30 pm.
During the time when he was out, Wu Cha also monitored several waves of suspicious persons in the room, and two groups of them entered the hotel to investigate.
However, even the current general manager of the Star Hotel did not know the mezzanine where Ye Huang and the others were located, and there was no sign on the structure diagram, so several groups of people wandered around and left one after another.
Perhaps the other party did not expect that the real owner of the Star Hotel would be Emperor Ye. He walked in and out with great swagger. Without exception, all faces were captured by the camera.
Taking some printed photos, Ye Huang looked at them and basically determined the origins of the people who came tonight.
People from the Blood Tribe, the Dark Holy See, the Atlantis Family, and even the Nicholas Family are among them.
When the Blood Tribe and the Dark Holy See came over, Emperor Ye didn't think it was strange. When the Atlantis family came over, Emperor Ye thought that they were probably people from Omelas.
As for the appearance of the Nicholas family, Emperor Ye was really surprised.
I went to someone else's lair here, and when I turned around, someone came to my door.
"A member of the Nicholas family, this Nicholas Batu is still a two-faced man?"
Seeing Ye Huang writing the word "Nicholas" on the photo, Tuoba understood what it meant and asked.
"It may not be him. Have you forgotten the tea we drank today?"
Ye Huang shook his head, "That boy Batu is still a person, he won't be so stupid and unnecessary. On the contrary, his brother who was sent to the hospital by me is very likely."
When he thought of today's tea, Tuoba's expression shuddered.
"Is the tea poisonous?"
"What do you think? No matter how courageous Nicholas Batu is, he would not dare to attack us directly. Only his **** brother would be so crazy as to do this."
"Speaking of which, Batu should know by now that his brother's people are around him, right?"
Ye Huang smiled strangely and said lightly.
If the tea is poisoned, if you think about it with your feet, you should know that someone around you has been bribed.
"Another family fight between dragons and tigers."
"How is your relationship with your cousin?"
Shaking his head and sighing, Tuoba thought of the internal struggle within the Ye family.
The discord between Ye Fengbo's family and other family members.
"It's all solved. Without bumps and bumps, there's no way we can become one."
Smiling, Ye Huang tore off the picture on his hand and threw it into the wastebasket.
"I'm going to get some midnight snacks, you guys wait a minute."
With that said, Emperor Ye walked out of the room.
Ten minutes later, when Ye Huang came back with the dining cart, Xing Tian and Xing Ganqi, who had been out all night, also came back and were talking to Tuoba in the house, looking a little serious.
"Son."
Seeing Emperor Ye coming back, Nalan Qianqi stepped forward and said with a cold face.
"What, did you find out what happened?"
Seeing the serious expressions on the two men's faces, Emperor Ye immediately asked.
"Sir, the situation is a bit complicated. The whole of Europe is in chaos."
"Haha, don't worry. Speak slowly. The European underground forces are nothing but a mess. Is there any valuable information for us?"
“Some are good and some are bad!”
"Then let's talk about the bad first."
After distributing the midnight snacks on the dining car to everyone, Ye Huang took his own portion, took two bites and said.
"The bad thing is that many people know that you have returned to Europe, sir. Many people are hostile to us. Some people have threatened to kill you. Especially the incident between you and Miss Mia seems to have aroused public outrage."
"It doesn't matter. Whatever they want to do is their business. They can kill as many as they come."
"What else?"
Ye Huang's expression was calm and calm, and he didn't seem to care much about the news.
I have been living in Europe for more than ten years, and the noise has always been there every day, so I have nothing to worry about.
