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Chapter 1641

Chapter 1641

As soon as Huang Tao finished speaking, the two Guards soldiers following him immediately raised their crossbows and pointed their sharp arrows at Dong Qingfeng.

Dong Qingfeng was suddenly sweating profusely, his face became pale, and his lips almost lost their color.

He looked at the fragments of the vase on the ground with heartache. The broken vase was from the Qing Dynasty, and its market price was at least 100,000 yuan.

"Captain Huang, these are not rags, they are antiques! The vase you broke is worth at least 100,000 yuan. If it were packaged carefully, it could be sold for at least 200,000 yuan..."

"What's a thing worth two hundred thousand dollars if it's not junk?"

Huang Tao snorted coldly, then waved his hand and ordered: "Take out the most expensive antique in your store!"

"this......"

Dong Qingfeng looked embarrassed, but when someone pointed a crossbow at him, his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"What, you want to disobey?"

Huang Tao asked, his expression becoming even more arrogant than before.

The two Guards soldiers behind him both took a step forward and almost pressed the arrows on their crossbows against Dong Qingfeng's neck.

At this time, not only Dong Qingfeng remained silent, but even the guests nearby were trembling with fear, and no one dared to breathe!

"I...I'm going to get it right now, I'm going to get it right now."

Dong Qingfeng had no choice but to agree with a painful look on his face.

Afterwards, he brought several antiques.

These antiques are not large in size, they are all on the small side.

Dong Qingfeng, on the other hand, pointed at these antiques and introduced them to Huang Tao one by one.

"Captain Huang, look, these are the most expensive antiques in my store. This seal was used by an emperor in the Song Dynasty, and its market price is at least three million. And this one, this writing brush, is said to be

It was used by the great poet for worship. Although this cannot be confirmed, it is indeed an old item. I estimate it is worth at least two million, and there is this..."

After listening to Dong Qingfeng's introduction, Huang Tao looked dissatisfied.

"Why are they all in the millions and not even tens of millions? I was watching TV a few days ago and there was a Yuanqinghua that sold for more than 20 million. Don't you have it here -"

Before Huang Tao finished speaking, Dong Qingfeng said in a very embarrassed tone as if he was crying: "You are making things difficult for me, Captain Huang, it's all hype on TV! No matter how precious an antique is, it's just an antique. How can you be so casual?

One piece can be sold for tens of millions. If the antique industry is so popular, everyone will be in the antique business. What other industries are there..."

But Huang Tao sneered.

He looked Dong Qingfeng up and down and said: "Really? Then what is hidden in your sleeve? Didn't you say you took out all the most expensive antiques in the store? What is that one you hid?

Something?"

After saying that, Huang Tao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Dong Qingfeng's wrist.

Dong Qingfeng was still preparing to hide, but how could he avoid Huang Tao. Huang Tao was the captain of the Guards and had received special training. His speed was much faster than ordinary people.

"This is not an antique from my shop, this was given to me by a friend."

Dong Qingfeng hurriedly explained, but Huang Tao had already found the thing hidden in his sleeve.

This is clearly a fragment of an ancient bronze sword!

"What the hell? I thought it was an antique, but I didn't expect it to be such a rag. Boss Dong, why did you hide such rubbish in your sleeve? I misunderstood you..."

With that said, Huang Tao was about to throw away the fragments of the ancient bronze sword.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, and Huang Tao suddenly felt that his hand holding the fragment was being grabbed by someone!

He quickly turned his head to look, and immediately saw a young man appearing in front of him at some unknown moment.

And this young man was holding his wrist tightly at the moment. His strength was so strong that Huang Tao even had the illusion that his wrist was about to break!

"It hurts, it hurts...let me go..."


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