When the auction ended, Li Rufeng was agitated, and then his rationality returned. He suddenly felt a trace of regret, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"That guy who bid on me is so damned!"
But now it's too late for him to be angry. He knows better than anyone else what this painting represents.
It must be sent back to Li's house as soon as possible to ensure safety.
As soon as I got out, I got into the car surrounded by a group of bodyguards and headed straight to the airport.
Li Rufeng and the others didn't notice that there was someone following them from a distance.
This person is naturally Ye Xiu.
The paintings he painted can only be owned by those who are kind-hearted or highly respected.
For someone like Li Rufeng to hold his paintings, it is an insult to him.
He was not much slower on his two feet than they were driving.
And this is not the speed at which Ye Xiu rushes with all his strength, he can go even faster.
Thirty minutes later, Li Rufeng's cars were about to drive onto the highway.
Ye Xiu, who had been following secretly, finally made a move.
With a few clicks of his fingers, his internal energy was condensed into a small point.
The destructive power caused by ejection is very terrible.
The tires of the car Li Rufeng was riding in burst instantly.
The tire suddenly burst, causing the car to lose control.
Fortunately, the driver's skills were good and the car did not roll over, but stopped.
Several other cars also stopped immediately, and martial arts masters walked out of them, including the quadruplets.
They protected the car Li Rufeng was riding in, all of them with alert eyes, and some even took out a repeating crossbow and were ready to attack.
Ye Xiu's face was covered with a black cloth, and his shots were like lightning.
These so-called martial arts masters were not worth mentioning in front of him, and they were eliminated in a few seconds.
Then he punched the car window and lifted Li Rufeng out.
There was a lot of broken glass on the car window.
Ye Xiu's movements were also very rough, causing the broken glass to scrape across his body, causing dozens of wounds to appear at once, dripping with blood, and causing Li Rufeng to scream in pain.
"Senior, is there any misunderstanding? I have something to say to Li Rufeng at the Li Family in Lower Nancheng."
Li Rufeng was furious, but now he had to give in to survive.
The mysterious man in front of me is really too powerful.
So many of the masters he brought with him could not survive even two minutes under the opponent's hands. The implications of this frightened him.
Could it be that this is a grandmaster-level existence?
He thought of the creator of the painting in his hand - Dao Ziyi must be a master.
Could it be that he was planning to take advantage of others?
It must be said that Li Rufeng's IQ is quite high, and he actually guessed the truth of the matter in such a short period of time.
But even so, there is no way to change his ending.
Daozi snatched this painting, what does it have to do with Ye Xiu?
Faced with Li Rufeng's words, Ye Xiu chose to remain silent and stretched out his hand, asking him to hand over the painting in his hand.
Li Rufeng held on tightly and refused to let go.
This is related to the future hope of his Li family, and it is worth 5.1 billion. How can he let it go so easily?
Ye Xiu didn't bother to talk nonsense and directly crushed the bones in Li Rufeng's arms.
The pain was so painful that he fainted on the spot.
Then he took his painting over, looked around, and left quickly.