Everyone looked at Fang Yan with extremely sympathetic eyes.
Many people have heard of Li Jinhu's style of doing things. In the black market, due to the existence of the management office, they will not do anything, but when they get out of this door, they will kill and rob!
This young man is in a bad situation today...
Ma Honghong, who is sitting opposite, is also smiling, Chu Qinghan, Chu Qinghan, your pretty face is going to die, you must be very sad, right?
Fang Yan ignored it and waited for the auction to end before taking the Chi Wen Ding away.
"Sir, you have good eyesight. This Chi pattern tripod is made of old copper and the carving is exquisite. The Chi dragon seems to be alive."
Only Gu Yunfeng, with a calm expression on his face, was still discussing with Fang Yan.
Fang Yan turned his head: "Have you seen Chilong?"
Gu Yunfeng smiled and said: "Of course not. Chilong was created by the ancients based on their imagination, so how can it be true?"
Fang Yan slowly shook his head. He thought so in his previous life, but only in the world of cultivation did he realize that dragons really exist.
When he first entered cultivation and ascended to heaven, riding on clouds and stars, the first mount given to him by his mentor Ji Yuanzi was a chilong.
Subsequently, the second lot, a blue and white porcelain vase, was auctioned for 7 million.
When Fang Yan saw the third lot, he couldn't help but feel stunned.
This painting... looks a bit familiar.
Mr. Hou opened the scroll and said: "This is a painting of green mountains and mist and rain by the Ming Dynasty painter Feng Guoyang. It has been authenticated by the management office. The starting price is 1.2 million!"
The people below immediately started bidding, but Fang Yan looked at the content of the painting carefully and felt that it seemed familiar.
Suddenly, he remembered.
Among the few treasures Wang Shilong and Lin Daozhong gave him back then, there was this painting!
How is it possible? How can there be two identical ancient paintings in this world?
What's more, no painter will create two identical works after becoming famous.
Because there is only one result of doing so, which is to affect the value of the work!
In other words...one of these two paintings must be a fake.
This painting has been authenticated by the management office and has a higher chance of being genuine. Could it be that the one at home is a fake?
With the completion of the ancient painting auction, the auction ends here.
After the high platform was removed, the people from the management office began to re-build stalls for the merchants. Soon, the hall returned to its original appearance.
In Pink Butterfly Square, Fang Yan was drinking tea while waiting for the transaction.
After all, the auction is just for bidding. After the auction is over, the management office will settle the settlement with the person who bought the item, and then the treasure can be taken away.
"Sir, you can follow our car in a moment. Those people don't dare to do anything."
Fang Yan glanced at him and nodded.
Of course Fang Yan is not afraid of Li Jinhu and the others, but it's just that it's late at night and it's inconvenient to take a taxi back...
"Forget it, Fang Yan, you come with me tonight, they don't dare to move the car in Pink Butterfly Square!"
At this time, Chu Qinghan said.
"No need." Fang Yan said.
Chu Qinghan was speechless, this guy... had quite a stubborn temper.
At this time, Mr. Hou walked into Pink Butterfly Square.
"Mr. Chu, why didn't you persuade Mr. Fang just now? He didn't know about Li Jinhu of Wuhu Club. Don't you know about it too?"
Mr. Hou said anxiously.
Chu Qinghan said: "Of course I said it, but he didn't listen to me."
"Mr. Fang, if the tripod is gone, we can look for it again, but those are not people you can offend."
The Marquis turned his head and looked at Fang Yan.
Fang Yan ignored it, stood up and said, "No need to say more, Mr. Hou, just pay, I'm in a hurry to go back."
"This...hey, okay, but Mr. Fang needs to be careful at all times, those people are not simple."
After speaking, he ordered his men to settle the account with Fang Yan.
Three million was a huge bargain for Fang Yan.
But at this moment, a man in a suit ran in and said nervously: "Master Hou, it's not good, Master Hou..."
"What?" Mr. Hou turned around.
"Mr. Li just took people to move the bronze tripod away. He also said that when they return to Jiangcheng, they will pay three million to our account!"
The Marquis sighed: "It's like this in the end, that's all, Mr. Fang, you also saw it, I will refund your bill to you immediately!"
Chu Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief. Since the other party chose to use this method, maybe Fang Yan's life would not be threatened.
Fang Yan raised his hand gently: "Hold on, the bill has been paid, how can there be any reason to withdraw?"
"this……"
Several people were stunned. Everything has been moved away. What else can you do?
"I said, if they dare to provoke me, they don't need to exist anymore!"
As he spoke, Fang Yan's eyes were extremely cold, and his tone was like a frozen land, which made him shudder.
"Mr. Fang, Wuhu Club is not someone you can provoke!"
The reason why Mr. Hou is so kind to persuade is naturally because of Fang Yan's financial resources. He spends more than ten million every time he comes to the black market. Of course, such a person is a big customer that he does not want to lose!
As for Chu Qinghan, the same is naturally true.
"Mr. Fang, leave this matter to me. I will deliver the Chi Wen Ding to you within two days!"
Ancient cloud style.
Hearing this sentence, Mr. Hou couldn't help but be stunned: "May I ask who this is..."
Xiao Sun, who was behind Gu Yunfeng, immediately said: "How can you ask about Mr.'s identity?"
Although the black market has a high status in the world, in front of Tianhua Academy, it is just a market person, so of course it cannot be compared!
The Marquis was shocked in his heart. With many years of experience, he could feel that... a big shot really came to the black market tonight!
"Two days? If you dare to provoke me, how can I allow him to wait until dawn? Where is their Dongjiang branch?"
"In Jiangcheng!" Gu Yunfeng said immediately.
Fang Yan nodded: "Go to Jiangcheng now. Can you come back before dawn?"
Gu Yunfeng couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "This...if it only counts the distance, it should be okay, but if you spend some time there..."
"Humph, how can they deserve to waste my time? Let's go, I have to be back before dawn to send my sister to school!"
After saying that, Fang Yan walked out, and Gu Yunfeng immediately chased him out.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Mr. Hou took a breath: "Qinghan, what are they talking about? Why don't I seem to understand?"
"It seems that Fang Yan wants to destroy the Five Lakes Club branch, and he is in a hurry..."
Mr. Hou was stunned: "This..."
Chu Qinghan's pretty face was also full of doubts: "I don't know, could it be that... he is really Master Fang?"
"Master Fang?" Mr. Hou was shocked. Master Fang's name was now resounding throughout the province, how could he not know it?
Chu Qinghan nodded: "He just said that."
"Silly girl, he is teasing you. Now Mr. Fang is the top figure in Dongjiang. If he comes, I'm afraid he will be followed by big guys from various cities!" The Marquis said, not forgetting to glance at Chu Qinghan's chest.
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Late at night, on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, there was a large ancient house.
At first glance, we can see that the wall of the house is more than 100 meters long. There is a three-story attic with an antique look, and there are a row of bungalows on both sides, all with blue tiles and red walls, which is quite antique.
The iron door opened and two commercial vehicles slowly drove in.
Everyone walked down and saw four people carrying a bronze tripod and placing it in the middle of the courtyard.
Li Jinhu smiled slightly: "With this bronze tripod, the feng shui of our Dongjiang branch will be smooth!"
"Brother Hu, when the president comes back, he will definitely praise you for your ability in doing things!"
"Hahaha, don't worry, if I gain power, you will definitely be rich."
"But...Brother Hu, if that kid dares to steal something from you today, let's just forget it?"
Li Jinhu shrugged and smiled: "Master will be back tomorrow morning, so I'm in a hurry and I'll deal with that kid next time!"
While several people were talking, they heard a voice coming from the courtyard gate.
"You said you would take care of me?"
Everyone was startled and turned around to look, only to see a tall and handsome man walking in, his face expressionless and extremely cold!
It's Fang Yan!
Li Jinhu looked surprised: "Boy, you actually chased me to Wuhuhui. Humph, okay, it saves me the trouble of looking for you again!"
Fang Yan ignored it and looked at the cauldron.
"Are you worthy of taking what belongs to me?"
As he spoke, he waved his arms and saw that the bronze tripod seemed to be alive, rising in the air and slowly approaching Fang Yan.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Is this... a fairy?
"receive!"
Fang Yan put it away, took out the python skin bag, and in full view of everyone, the copper tripod... disappeared out of thin air!
Li Jinhu opened his eyes wide: "You...who are you?"
"How can a dying person know who I am?"
Fang Yan took out the bronze sword and slowly raised it.
"Pretend, pretend to be a ghost, come on!"
Several people rushed forward immediately.
Fang Yan snorted coldly, raised his sword and lowered it!
Whoosh!
The sword energy is like waves!
The moment those people were touched by the air wave, they immediately flew out and hit the attic wall, vomiting blood and making no movement!
Li Jinhu took a breath and his legs trembled.
"Gao... Master, I will return that cauldron to you. Please don't kill me..."
Fang Yan slowly shook his head: "Since I said I would cease to exist, how could I break my promise?"