Chen Yi took the bottle of wine over, opened it and looked at it. It turned out that the fake wine he saw last time was exactly the same.

Chen Yi's actions attracted the attention of the man next to the truck.

He walked straight towards Chen Yi.

"You are here to buy wine, too?"

He seemed to be just picking up a conversation casually.

Chen Yi took a step back, retreating half of his body into a shadow, and his face was not in the darkness.

"Come on a walk, just buy a bottle... This wine doesn't seem to be authentic!" he said.

The man in front of him couldn't see Chen Yi's appearance clearly, but he didn't care.

"This is indeed not real wine, but it does not prevent these people from making money... If you want to buy a real god-intoxicated person, you can only go to Shanhai City!"

He said.

Chen Yi nodded slightly.

"It doesn't matter! I'm not very interested in wine."

He shook the horn in his hand and signaled that he was here to buy antiques.

The man opposite saw it and turned around and left.

A truck of fake gods was drunk and sold out in less than an hour. All of them jumped into the truck and left the abandoned factory.

"Go away."

Chen Yi snorted.

He took his secretary back to his Rolls-Royce and followed the van.

"Mr. Yan, this is too dangerous... If we are discovered, we will be miserable."
Chapter completed!