Dozens of young and strong special operations soldiers dealt with three or five Kanye who had been drained by alcohol and sex. They were as quick as chopping up melons and vegetables. Almost in the blink of an eye, the arrogant Fourth Master and his companions were killed.
Became a dead dog.
At this time, don't say that you want to fight or kill me. In twenty years, I will be a good man again. If these people really kill me, they will really lose a lot.
In fact, the station is quite lively at this moment, with people of all kinds coming and going. Such a big commotion here will definitely attract people's attention. In addition, Chinese people like to watch the excitement, so many people have gathered around.
Most of them looked here with confused expressions. Although they could feel a bit of fear, they were more curious.
It's fun to watch, let's see and then we'll talk.
I guess many Chinese people around me think so.
MacTavish didn't want to be watched. Seeing that the situation was under control, he waved his hand and ordered people to take the Fourth Master and others into the lounge, preparing to hand them over to the station police later.
Well, after all this trouble, the fourth master did get into the lounge as he wished, but entering in this way was probably not what the fourth master had expected.
McTavish was still attentive and turned around and told the station staff: If they dare to settle the score with you, then go to the Nanyuan Military Camp, tell me your name, and say that it was Lao Mai who asked you to come.
The child nodded repeatedly, looking a little disappointed, but did not dare to say anything.
If it really doesn't work, you can go home and discuss with your family to immigrate to Lanfang, so as not to suffer from this kind of birdiness. MacTavish knows that it is impossible to provide protection for this child all the time, so he might as well solve the problem fundamentally.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. This kid reacted quickly this time, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and his expression was obviously much more relaxed.
To be able to work as a staff member at Pinghan Station, this kid's family probably has some background, but it's not too big. Immigration still requires determination.
Master, those boxes belong to those people. They often travel between the capital and Tianjin. Every time they go to Tianjin, they bring several big boxes with them, and when they come back, they don’t bring anything. This kid is pretty good with Charlie. He’s very good at it.
Has the potential to enter the national security.
MacTavish didn't pay much attention. He called a few soldiers to take away all the boxes, then turned and entered the lounge.
In the lounge, Lanfang's soldiers were still sitting on the benches around the lounge doing whatever they were doing as before. The fourth master and the others were squatting in the open space in the middle of the lounge, looking confused and confused.
Looking at the soldiers around them, they didn't dare to breathe.
The fourth master's expression at the moment was complicated. One moment was regret, the next was anger, and there was fear in the middle. The expression changed a bit quickly. If you ignore the embarrassed appearance, it would be quite interesting.
After MacTavish came in, he went straight to the fourth master, and then sat down on the bench opposite the fourth master with great dignity. He looked down at the fourth master with an indifferent expression: "What is your name?"
MacTavish didn't want to call this guy Fourth Master. All cats and dogs were considered Master, and the Master in the capital was too worthless. As Viscount Lanfang, MacTavish didn't dare to call himself Master.
Ma Ma Jialin, Xing Si, so Ma Si is quite honest now and says whatever I ask.
In fact, Ma Si regretted it as soon as he entered the house. After all, the uniforms of MacTavish's commandos were different from those of the soldiers of the Republic of China. The four-color camouflage was still very recognizable these days. The Lanfang delegation just arrived in the capital in the afternoon.
It was a rare major event in the Republic of China in recent years. Although it only took half a day, many people in the capital already knew that these colorful clothes were the representative colors of Lanfang's army.
After seeing the large group of soldiers in colorful clothes in the lounge, Ma Si's heart was really full of death.
Oh, there are not only those in colorful clothes, but also a group of Northeastern Army. Those people are even more difficult to mess with. Marshal Zhang of the Northeastern Army is well-known as a nest protector.
The logo of the Northeastern Army is more obvious. Each person has a furry fur hat, which is the unique symbol of the Northeastern Army.
These are all genuine leather. Only the Northeast Army has such luxury these days.
Whether it's the Northeast Army or the Lanfang people, Ma Si doesn't dare to mess with them now. Don't look at Ma Si's arrogant words just now. In fact, Ma Si knows very well in his heart that, let alone him, even Prince Chun himself, between the Northeast Army and
Lanfang people don't dare to be arrogant in front of them.
When it comes to Kanye like Ma Si, he has no other abilities. His ability to observe what is happening, watch the wind and steer the ship is second to none. You can tell who can offend and who cannot be offended at a glance.
If Ma Si knew that the Northeastern Army and Lanfang people were in the lounge, and Ma Si was beaten to death, Ma Si would not dare to cause trouble. This is the real way to kill him.
Ma Si, um, do you know what I do? MacTavish took off his gloves and slapped his palms again and again.
This action is actually very intimidating, especially the psychological pressure it puts on the opponent, which is much more effective than words. When McTavish slapped the palm of his hand, almost every time he slapped the palm of his hand, the knight in front of him would
I shivered and saw that I couldn't even squat down. If it weren't for the support of my companion, I would have collapsed to the ground.
MacTavish has no purpose so far. He just has nothing to do and has some fun.
I was very happy to scold him just now. He scolded me just now and then scolded me again. MacTavish was teaching how to be a good person.
Master, I know I was wrong. I have eyes but not Taishan. Please forgive me. In the next life, I will be a cow and a horse. Now I will completely lose my arrogance. I will admit my mistake simply and slap myself in the mouth.
It's almost like a classic story about an 80-year-old woman with a three-year-old son.
Forgive you, Tang Jiading, who had an angry face, spoke loudly, and you could hear the anger in his voice.
Aren't there a few big boxes? Now that we have them in the lounge, let's open them and take a look. Just now, Tang Jiading was looking through the contents of the boxes, and now he seems to have come to a conclusion.
MacTavish didn't know what was going on.
Lord Mai, look at this, these monkey cubs are smuggling the national treasure Tang Jiading, holding four or five scrolls in their hands, very carefully.
Just behind Tang Jiading, several soldiers were sorting out the things in the box, and they all looked as cautious as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Handling them lightly could not be described as gentle.
You have to be careful. The soldiers found a table from nowhere and were placing bottles and cans on the table.
The shapes of these bottles and jars are ordinary, but the colors on them are extremely beautiful. Although McTavish is a bit far away and cannot see the specific patterns clearly, the colors are very comfortable and eye-catching at first glance.
Well, MacTavish doesn't know much about antiques and can't tell the specific names of those things, but judging from the color and uniformity, they are indeed good things.
Tang Jiading obviously knows something. As a person from the capital, he can basically understand it to some extent under the influence of his ears and eyes. What's more, the scroll in Tang Jiading's hand is inscribed with inscriptions.
This is a landscape painting by Zhao Ziang, a master of the Yuan Dynasty. This is a banquet picture of Zhao Qianli, a master of the Song Dynasty. This is a big picture. This is a painting of ladies by Wu Daoxuan, a master of the Tang Dynasty. Tang Jiading really knows something, and it is a treasure of many families.
MacTavish didn't know who Zhao Ziang and Zhao Qianli were. Wu Daoxuan had heard of it, but he had never seen the specific works. However, this did not prevent MacTavish from understanding the value of these paintings. The dynasties were there, the Yuan Dynasty and the Song Dynasty.
In the Tang Dynasty, dare I have someone from a similar era?
Sir, this is not smuggling. This is my prince’s private collection and has nothing to do with outsiders. It is not a national treasure. This is my prince’s collection. Ma Si immediately expressed his objection.
Shut up. McTavish was impatient and slapped Ma Si in the face with a flick of his hand.
In March, McTavish was still wearing winter clothes, and his gloves were all full-finger leather gloves. With the steel buckles at the wrists, the gloves were still a bit heavy. When he pulled them over, they made a snapping sound.
Ma Si's cheeks swelled up so quickly that it was almost visible to the naked eye.
This was much louder and more effective than when Ma Si slapped himself in the mouth just now. Ma Si slapped himself in the mouth for a long time without any swelling on his face. When McTavish passed by, half of Ma Si's face was already swollen.
Steamed bun.
They were very valuable. MacTavish wasn't sure how much they were worth.
It is very valuable. They are all national treasures, especially this painting of Wu Daoxuan's ladies. As far as I know, there is no authentic painting of Wu Daoxuan circulating in the world. If it can be proven that it is true, it will not be described as priceless.
Yes. Tang Jiading is very energetic. If he were not at the station, he would probably burn incense, take a bath, make a cup of tea and watch it slowly.
That’s it, these fakes are not worthy of our attention, but these guys must be severely punished. Let me do the math. Obstructing official duties, insulting soldiers and causing trouble is enough. Any one of them can be convicted. MacTavish has a lot of eyes.
One sentence gave Ma Si his identity.
Lanfang actually has clear regulations on cultural relics. As early as when the Foreign Legion was still fighting in Europe, Qin Zhiyuan began to pay attention to collecting cultural relics lost during the Republic of China. Of course, if it was convenient, he would also collect some old objects from other places.
, so this is why there are now the large-scale Lanfang National Museum, Lanfang Royal Museum and the Foreign Legion Museum.
It is popular in the Chinese world that what goes up and down works is what the superior officials like, and the people below will try their best to do what they like.
Qin Zhiyuan likes antiques, and the officers and soldiers of the Foreign Legion pay special attention to these things, so McTavish is no stranger to antiques and is even very familiar with many routines.
In fact, many of the cultural relics that have been passed down to this day were not made by me, but were copied by later generations. This involves a value issue. If they were made by me, of course they are cultural relics, but if they were copied by later generations, they are works of art.
That is, a fake.
McTavish immediately labeled these things as fakes, well, that's really deplorable.
