Chapter 566          Do you dare say it is a fake?

"Ah, I recognized her. She is... Master Ning's daughter, Ning Xian'er!"

"Yes, I just see how familiar it is. It's indeed Master Ning's daughter. She has been interviewed with Master Ning, and I have seen it on TV!"

In fact, it is not a big deal that these people did not recognize them at the first time. Ning Xian'er was seriously ill and had almost few roads. So when she was alone, she knew that Master Ning's daughter was as beautiful as a fairy, but there were only a few people she had seen.

At this moment, everyone was in a panic, and they didn't expect to see Master Ning's daughter here.

Yao Kun was completely panicked. It was impossible, absolutely impossible!

Wei Feng is young, so how could he never have any interaction with such big names? Could it be that these antiques are really from Ning Baoshan?

"I don't believe it. You say it's genuine. If all the antiques inside are Master Ning in Yuanzi, do you know what value this is?"

"If that's true, then this place is no longer antiques, and it's not an exaggeration to call it a museum!"

The antique shop bought uneven things, and if Wei Feng really had so many antiques from Ning Baoshan in his hand, it would be really amazing. It would probably cause a stir in the antique street.

Even treasure appraisal experts from all over the world flock to them.

"If I said it was all genuine, someone would believe it?"

"What are you? Are you so fucking...ahem!"

When Yao Kun heard someone talking behind his back, he subconsciously cursed and turned around, but his throat was like a chicken feather stuck, and he instantly choked to death.

Then his face turned red and turned into pig liver color.

Because it is not someone else standing behind him, it is Ning Baoshan!

"Dad, why are you here too!" Ning Xian'er showed a hint of resentment. She wanted to come out and get some breath, but she didn't expect that Dad, the follower, followed again.

"Damn, it's really Master Ning!"

"Master Ning, you... why are you here? Can you sign me with an autograph? I am your loyal fan!"

"Master Ning, I have a few treasures here. Can you give me a palm?"

"I have a rare treasure here. Please let Master Ning talk with me!"

...

The crowd exploded in an instant as if water dripped into a hot oil pan.

The bustling and noisy are endless.

Ning Baoshan's famous name is ranked second in the antique industry, but no one dares to say that he is the first. His status is the top priority in Jiangnan.

He is a guest of honor in major treasure appraisal programs, and he is also an antique expert and a successful antique businessman. His wealth, status, reputation and three are combined. He is an idol admired by many antique enthusiasts.

Ning Baoshan pressed down with his hands facing down, and the sound in the crowd immediately decreased and he became quiet for a moment.

Ning Baoshan looked at Ya Yao Kun with a bad expression and said, "Just now, were you questioning my antique?"

Yao Kun's body trembled suddenly. If he offended Ning Baoshan, he would really not be able to interfere in the antique industry in the future.

He waved his hand and said, "No...I dare not, I am talking about the antiques in this antique house, and I didn't say anything about you at all."

"No, the antiques in this antique business are all my collections, and every piece is genuine!"

"You have never identified it. Just based on your eyes, you can tell that it is a fake. Who gave you the courage? People like you are still in the antique industry, and they really have lost face to our industry!"

What...what?

Yao Kun's knees weakened and almost collapsed to the ground.

It's impossible, how is it possible!

The treasures in this antique shop are actually from Ning Baoshan!

The people around him were all breathing hot and their eyes were lit. Now they wanted to go to the antique shop to enjoy it immediately.

Some financial owners who are not short of money even have their eyes wide open and start looking into the window, saying that they are choosing antiques, calligraphy, paintings and porcelain!

Since Ning Baoshan admitted it personally, it is impossible to make a fraud. Ning Baoshan’s collections have huge appreciation space, so how can these people not be jealous!

There were only a few people who discovered that Ning Xian'er had spoken to the young shop owner since she appeared, and Ning Baoshan could hand over his treasures to the young boss.

It is conceivable that the young boss is Ning Baoshan’s son-in-law!

When the accomplices Yao Kun found saw this scene, they all stared at him viciously, almost killed by this scum. If Ning Baoshan blamed him, they would all have to follow him!

All of these people didn't say a word and were quietly drowned in the abortion.

"I won't get out yet, I'm waiting for the New Year here!" Ning Xian'er said coldly.

Yao Kun was shocked and left the antique shop like a dog. Before leaving, he looked at Wei Feng with resentment. He didn't plan to expose this matter at all!

The antique shop was crowded with people, so Wei Feng asked someone to close the door for the time being.

Then Wei Feng gave Ning Baoshan and Ning Xian'er in.

"Boss, I have something to do, leave for a while." Ming Luo said with a smile, but there was a trace of murderous intent on his lips.

"Well, clean your hands and feet." Wei Feng said lightly, and then went in.

Mingluo sneered and disappeared into the crowd.

At this time, Yao Kun was walking on the street with resentment, planning to find a club to have some flower wine, and the next morning he was trying to find a way to join this antique business.

But as he walked, he felt a faint pain in his heart, as if he was pressed by something. Then he saw a black shadow attacking. In a blink of an eye, he came to a not far away

In the alley.

The alley is dark and humid all year round, and there is no sunshine. But the one standing in front of him is Ming Luo.

Yao Kun saw clearly that he was very arrogant.

"What are you doing? Do you want to take revenge on me? Let me tell you, I have someone, so get out of here!"

Ming Luo didn't say a word, but saw a joking smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. Then the fingernails of ten fingers suddenly became sharp and then continued to grow. Ten long lines appeared on the dim wall.

shadow.

Yao Kun's eyes were so angry that his eyes almost popped out. What kind of monster is this?

In an instant, he fell to the ground in fear, his legs trembled.

"What are you...you want to do? Don't come here."

Ming Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp nail as sharp as a knife embedded in Yao Kun's shoulder blades, and then lifted it up.

"No, don't kill me, I have an old man above and a young man below..."

A slutty breath came, and Yao Kun was scared to urinate.

But what made him even more terrifying was still behind. Ming Luo's fingers flew up and down, constantly cutting his flesh and blood. Yao Kun watched him get rid of his body.
Chapter completed!