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Text_Chapter 159 The Golden Thread Crown of Emperor Wanli

It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

In addition to Ichiro Nakajima and Blood Rose, there are also Chairman of Hailong Group Du Jingang, General Manager of Jade Pavilion Shen Lang, Du Chen and others.

An old man wearing a black long gown walking with Du Jingang was skinny and thin, with no flesh on his face. His nails were long and sharp.

"Why is it him?" Wang Shuai's face changed, and he had a bad premonition.

Tang Long asked, "What? Do you know that old man?"

Wang Shuai nodded and said, "I know, his real name is Du Lang, nicknamed Poison Wolf, he started with tomb robbers, and he is also my grandfather's mortal enemy. He is very strong and should have reached the peak of dark energy. Moreover, this old man likes to use poison. I heard that he has close contact with the Gu Sect."

Du Lang?

It seems that Du Lang should be a member of the Du family.

"Haha, isn't this Mr. Xia? You've been much more beautiful again after a few days?" It was not someone else's speech, it was Du Jingang.

Ichiro Nakajima on the side sneered, "What a pity, such beautiful flowers were actually inserted into Tang Long's cow dung."

brush.

Du Jingang, Shen Lang and others all changed their faces because Tang Long was standing behind Ichiro Nakajima now.

"Ah, beat!" Suddenly, Tang Long moved, and saw him kicking it hard on Ichiro Nakajima's face, pulling him away for more than five meters away.

Blood Rose was so scared that she hurriedly stepped aside and pretended to be panicked.

"Baga, who dares to kick the people from my Nakajima family?" Ichiro Nakajima climbed up with his butt and spitted blood foam.

Tang Long said coldly: "Little wolf dog, if you dare to yell in front of me again, be careful that I will break your teeth."

"Ah, Baga, Tang Long, I'm not in harmony with you. You won't be proud for long. Wait for my father..." Ichiro Nakajima screamed, his face full of anger, almost shaking out the matter of Nakajima Village eating Dahuandan.

At this moment, Shen Lang walked forward and interrupted, "Okay, Mr. Nakajima, we are people from the upper class, and we can't be like someone."

Ichiro Nakajima snorted and then stepped aside.

"Little baby, I heard you are crazy?" At this moment, Du Lang walked forward, with his hands behind his back, and a small braid tied behind his head, looking very stylish.

Tang Long smiled and said, "It's okay, just like you, I can beat ten..."

"Are you ten? Humph, you're so shameless." Du Lang snorted angrily, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his murderous intent toward Tang Long was a little more.

Tang Long shook his head and waved his hand, "NO, NO, NO, not ten, it's ten tons. Just your body, I can beat ten tons! Everyone will refuse!"

puff.

Du Lang was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Damn, what is this guy who is a man? Is it a pig? It's ten tons? It's such a shame and humiliation!

Just when Du Lang was about to teach Tang Long a lesson, Du Jingang whispered: "Uncle San, don't forget the purpose of our visit this time."

"Hmph, boy, you can't jump for a few days." Du Lang hummed with his hands behind his back and looked disdainful.

Tang Long spitted out the smoke ring and said, "I think you can't jump for a few days, right? In the past few days, does the third rib on your left chest hurt very much? If you press it gently, you will feel a heart-wrenching pain?"

Du Lang, who was about to enter the Huangdu Entertainment Club, suddenly stopped and his face changed drastically. How could this be possible? Even the ghost doctor couldn't see the problem with my left chest and ribs. How did this guy see it?

Seeing Du Lang's face changed, Du Jingang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle San, what's wrong? Did Tang Long really hit it?"

"Of course not." Du Lang shook his head and rejected.

call.

Du Jingang breathed a long sigh and said, "Fortunately, not, otherwise, Tang Long would have to squeeze our Du family out of it."

"What does it mean?" Du Lang said in confusion.

Du Jingang smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle San doesn't know anything. Don't look at this kid who is tyrannical, but he knows Chinese medicine acupoint technique. I heard that Gao Feng of the Gao family is out of control, and people have to take care of eating, drinking, defecation and urination. His elder brother Gao Yang, who is crazy all day long, has learned to bark with dogs. He has invited many famous doctors to see dogs. He has taken a lot of medicine, but it just doesn't work."

"What?! There is such a thing?" Du Lang's face changed drastically, and he entered the auction with a nervous mood.

Similarly, after handing over the invitation, Xia Bingyao took Tang Long and Wang Shuai to the auction.

When I entered the basement, what caught my eye were stalls, and some vendors were bragging about their antiques and jewelry.

"The White Jade Toad in the Western Han Dynasty is delicately carved and lifelike, and can attract wealth and treasure. Whoever buys it will know. It only costs 880,000 yuan, produced by Lao Wang, and it is absolutely authentic."

"The golden silk crown of Emperor Wanli is the only golden crown of an ancient emperor obtained in archaeological excavations. It is extremely precious and made of pure gold. The carvings are amazing. For only three million, you can enjoy the treatment of an emperor."

"Song Ru Kiln blue and white porcelain bowls are extremely rare. This may be the only authentic product in the world that is so complete. It is not expensive, and you can buy it for 36 million."

Some vendors couldn't help but shout.

Soon, many antique experts gathered around.

"Boss, is this golden silk crown of Emperor Wanli real?" At this time, a fat-headed and big-eared bald man walked forward and asked with a heart-warming look on his face.

Lao Wang rolled his head and patted his chest and said, "The boss has such a good eye. This is definitely made of pure gold. If you don't believe it, you can test it."

That bald man is nothing but Boss Yang.

Since losing more than one billion to Tang Long, Boss Yang has been very unwilling to accept it and always wants to get a hole and explode overnight.

So, Boss Yang asked the gambling king He Tian for an invitation.

"Fake it." Wang Shuai shook his head gently.

Xia Bingyao asked in confusion: "How do you know? The golden silk crown seems to be pure gold?"

"Who told you that the pure gold one is gold plated. The gold silk crown is roughly carved. It was not long before it was imitated. Even the outlines are uneven. As long as you know something, you can identify it." Tang Long rolled his eyes and said.

After Tang Long said this, Xia Bingyao turned red, stepped on Tang Long and said angrily: "Are you mocking me for not knowing anything?"

Tang Long endured the stinging pain and said, "Do you want to murder your husband? You step on it so hard?"

When he heard the four words "murdering your husband", Xia Bingyao said angrily: "Tang Long, don't talk nonsense, I'm just barely accepting you now."

Tang Long scratched the back of his head and said happily: "Ha, whatever the wife says is what she says. The wife says the golden silk crown is the authentic one, that is the authentic one."

"Boss, that's fake." Wang Shuai said thiefly: "Actually, it's really a golden silk crown in my house. My grandfather wears it three times a day."

hiss.

Tang Long and Xia Bingyao looked at each other and looked at Wang Shuai with shock. He was truly the young leader of the thief sect, and he could even get the golden silk crown of Emperor Wanli.

Feeling Tang Long's admiration, Wang Shuai said as if showing off: "What's this? There is also the Lanting Preface of Wang Xizhi, the Qingguang photo of Zheng Banqiao, and Qi Daqian's ink shrimps are all fake, because the authentic ones are hung in my grandfather's study."

"There is also the Fish Intestine Sword, which is also a fake." As he said, Wang Shuai pointed to the black sword and said.
Chapter completed!
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