chapter 6 My sister was beaten

When the store owner opened the third layer of paper, the eyes of the old man and the two bodyguards were attracted, and their breathing became slightly quickened.

Although he knew that Ralap Li was going to be slapped, at this moment, he still felt like a lottery draw.

At this moment, the store owner shook his hand and "thumped", causing a crack in the layer that had just been lifted up.

The old man's heart skipped a beat.

He said speechlessly: "A good painting, now ruined like this, costs 80,000 yuan."

The two bodyguards even showed pity in their eyes.

This kid is dressed in such ordinary clothes. He doesn't look like a rich man. The 80,000 yuan may be the savings from working for several years. If you come to the antique market to pick up things like others, it will all be wasted now, right?

However, the shop owner couldn't help but swallowed, ignored the torn area, and continued to peel it off.

As a whole piece of paper was slowly opened.

Suddenly the shop fell into silence.

Under the third layer of rice paper, a lifelike picture of a maid reveals her true face.

Although it is somewhat similar to the first layer that was peeled off before, anyone with a little knowledge of painters can tell that it is extraordinary at a glance.

The previous one looked dull and lifeless, while the lower one seemed to be coming to life.

In particular, it is covered with dense seals, all of which prove that the painting below is authentic.

The shop owner swayed as he looked at this painting.

I sold Tang Bohu's original work for 80,000 yuan, and I lost all my pants.

It is not a problem to sell Tang Bohu's original work for 10 million, and it may even fetch a higher price at auction.

"Although this painting is well disguised, the framing technique of a fake is actually antique."

"Generally, the materials used in antique decoration pools, whether it is sky poles, ground wooden poles, paper tubes, shaft heads, etc., are all selected from the best, but the materials used in this painting are very ordinary."

"Since such a complicated framing process is used, but the wood used is the worst material, it shows that someone is trying to hide something."

Ralap Li explained calmly.

At this moment, the old man's look at Ralap Li had completely changed.

I also pride myself on being an old expert in antiques. I just studied the scroll for half an hour, but it was not as good as what this young man could see at a glance.

"My little brother is awesome. My name is Muriel Zhou. I like collecting antiques. My little brother is an expert. Maybe we can communicate more."

"Since you like collecting antiques, do you have any good jade?"

Ralap Li eyes lit up. It was not easy to find a good piece of jade in this antique market. On the contrary, those experienced players often collected many treasures in their hands.

If the other party has it, he can buy it.

"Of course, I also like to collect jade, there are many good things."

"I have an antique museum on Nancha Street. There will be an exhibition at the museum in exactly three days. Then my little friends can come and have a look. If you like any of the items, you can just take them away."

Muriel Zhou saw that Ralap Li was not like ordinary people and wanted to make friends.

But Ralap Li shook his head.

He doesn't want to be rewarded for no merit, and he doesn't want to owe others a favor because of a piece of jade.

And this old man doesn't look like someone who can do business at a loss.

"Okay, see you in three days."

Li Jun asked the shop owner to wrap up the painting and paid two thousand for the craftsmanship?

The owner of the shop is in severe pain now, but it is a rule of the antique business to bid without regrets. He can't blame others for being slapped in the eye.

After leaving the shop, Ralap Li went directly back to Xizitang Villa.

On the other side, Cyan Bai and others came to a bar.

The lights are dim.

As soon as Ciel Zhang and others sat down, a bald middle-aged man came over.

The middle-aged man was tall and thick, with a dragon crossing the river tattooed on his body, and he had a strong aura of rivers and lakes.

This made Cyan Bai and the girls nervous for a moment.

Unexpectedly, when the middle-aged man came over, he immediately laughed and said, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang? Mr. Zhang comes to my place and makes my place full of glory."

With that said, he told the waiter to give Ciel Zhang and his group a bottle of good wine as a gift.

After finishing speaking, he left.

Ciel Zhang suddenly felt that Beier had face.

Even Cyan Bai looked at Ciel Zhang with a bit more admiration.

"Ciel Zhang Chao is so proud. The bar owner even came to say hello in person."

"Well, Ciel Zhang never comes here without spending tens of thousands of dollars, but he is their God of Wealth."

Amidst the compliments from the people around him, Ciel Zhang couldn't help but feel proud.

The next moment, he took the initiative to raise his glass.

"Cyan Bai, come and have a drink together."

"Have a drink."

The people around him cheered.

Cyan Bai couldn't help but blush slightly, but she didn't refuse.

A glass of wine.

Ciel Zhang hurriedly poured another glass for Cyan Bai.

After a while, Cyan Bai became a little dizzy.

At this time, the number of people in the bar gradually increased.

A young man who had drunk too much staggered over and accidentally bumped Ciel Zhang who stood up to raise his glass, spilling the drink all over him.

Ciel Zhang suddenly became furious and cursed: "You don't have fucking eyes."

The young man was not a good person, so he just opened his mouth and scolded him back.

He even sent greetings to all the eighteen generations of Ciel Zhang ancestors.

Ciel Zhang had already drank some wine, and now in front of so many girls, of course he couldn't admit defeat.

Then evil arose out of courage, and he kicked the young man more than two meters away.

After all, Ciel Zhang had practiced Sanda, and even two or three strong men couldn't get close to him.

The young man was kicked to the ground and howled in pain. After a few minutes, he limped up from the ground and yelled: "Wait."

After saying that, he ran outside the bar.

Ciel Zhang Chao didn't care, he picked up the beer and made a small whirlpool.

But the bar owner on the second floor could not help but show some worry in his eyes.

"Keep drinking, keep playing."

Ciel Zhang laughed loudly.

A little bastard, he didn't take it seriously at all.

But not long after, a "bang" was heard, and a group of 1.78-meter strong men rushed in from the door of the bar.

After they came in, they immediately asked the waiter to turn off the sound of the stereo, causing the bar to fall into silence.

Several staff members in the bar came forward to ask, but were stopped by the bar owner.

The next moment, those people walked straight towards where Ciel Zhang and the others were.

Ciel Zhang and others were drunk and had not yet reacted.

When the other party came up to him, he recognized the young man with yellow hair who had been beaten by him before.

However, he was not afraid. He stood up and said arrogantly: "Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? I am the third runner-up in Sanda."

As he spoke, he waved his fist in a mighty manner.

Several young people nearby also stood up.

Many of them also learn Sanda and are militants.

The next moment, there was a "pop" sound and a slap directly on Ciel Zhang's face.

Ciel Zhang's buddies next to him saw the battle and grabbed the wine bottles on the table to rush up.

But the leader sneered and said, "I don't care how you learn how to fight. You even dare to fight our brother Dong's younger brother. I think you are tired of living."

"Brother Dong? Which brother Dong?"

Ciel Zhang asked subconsciously.

The strong man spat out word for word: "Anxi Street, Rhys Lin."

The moment the name was spoken, Ciel Zhang, who had just fallen into a rage, felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them, and there was a bit of fear in their eyes.

Rhys Lin from Anxi Street is considered a famous figure in Chuzhou.

I have worked in freight forwarding, driven a battlefield, and now I am engaged in the real estate industry.

His path to rise was full of blood, and it was possible to get killed if you offended him.

"Let's go. Our brother Dong is waiting for you. Brother Dong has a bad temper. Don't keep him waiting too long."

The leading strong man said coldly.

Suddenly, the arrogant Ciel Zhang and others put down their bottles obediently, and like prisoners, they lined up and walked out of the bar.

As soon as I left the house, I was put into a commercial vehicle and taken away.

Came to a club on Anxi Street.

"This is how to do?"

Cyan Bai was already frightened and asked with a trembling voice.

Ciel Zhang also turned pale at this time.

"Don't worry, I'll mention my dad's name later, it should work."

Soon, he was taken into the club room.

More than a dozen people stood neatly in a row.

On the sofa inside the box, a middle-aged man was drinking tea.

"Dong, Brother Dong, my dad is Nicola Zhang. There should be some misunderstanding between us."

Ciel Zhang Chao stammered.

"boom!"

Brother Dong, who was sipping tea, pressed Zhang Qiang's head on the table, then grabbed a glass teapot from the side and smashed it on his head.

"Click."

Tea glass shards were flying everywhere.

"I don't care who you are. If you hit my brother, you have to pay the price. If your dad comes, I'll beat your dad too."

After saying that, he took the tissue handed over by the boy next to him and wiped his hands.

He sat on the sofa again and said coldly: "Kneel down, everyone."

Seeing Ciel Zhang being beaten like that, the others didn't dare to resist at all, and they all knelt on the ground obediently.

Cyan Bai was so frightened that she pulled Kimi Zhu's sleeve next to her: "What should I do?"

Kimi Zhu was also panicked and cried: "I don't know either..."

On the other side, Ralap Li was admiring the scroll he missed today when his cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It was a call from his sister Cyan Bai.

Just as he picked up the phone, Cyan Bai crying voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother, come and save me. I'm at the Yunteng Club on Anxi Street . Rhys Lin wants me to sleep with him. There are many of them..."

"what happened?"

Ralap Li frowned immediately.

"Damn it, you still dare to call, you are looking for death..."

At this time, there was the sound of a mobile phone falling to the ground and the sound of a slap in the face.

Ralap Li face suddenly darkened.

No matter how wrong her sister is, it's not someone else's turn to hit her.

He immediately stood up and dialed Amari Liang's phone number.

"Take someone to Anxi Street immediately. My sister was beaten."

"yes."

Amari Liang said crisply on the other end of the phone.

He could hear that the young master was angry.

Five minutes later, hundreds of black cars headed straight for Anxi Street.