The auction in Jiangcheng broke out from the beginning. A picture of "Lotus Pond Music Picture" sold in the Ming Dynasty for a high price of 600,000 yuan, which immediately pushed the auction to a climax.
The picture was taken of this painting. A woman with elegant temperament, wearing a pair of brown high-end glasses, sitting in the center of the third row of the hall, smiling reservedly
She is Ji Xiaofeng, a famous lawyer in Jiangcheng. Many people know her because she talks in court. No one knows her skillful application of legal provisions. She even likes the collection of ancient calligraphy and paintings.
She smiled
But who knows that everything she does is for him. Since he can't come, she must help him complete his favorite career
The auctioneer stood confidently on the auction table, and with a look of reluctantly giving up love, he was selling a volume of "The Making Picture" by Xu Wenshan in the modern era who imitated Zhang Xuan of the Tang Dynasty. The starting price was low, and several people were shouting vigorously.
Ji Xiaofeng was not in a hurry and watched the exaggerated performances of the bidders. These people were obviously just some nouveau riche, and at best they wanted to hang some calligraphy and paintings in their bluffing and artful study to show off their generous style.
Soon, a middle-aged man with a pair of goldfish eyes could take this volume of "The Practice Picture", sat proudly on the soft chair, muttering in his mouth, as if he was a little nervous.
Ji Xiaofeng knew in her heart that the goldfish eyes were already intoxicated in this tempting atmosphere. At this moment, his brain had already been void and had lost his mind.
This is not his usual performance and demeanor
Obviously, this goldfish eye is entering this field for the first time, so he also has to pay high tuition fees.
Next is a dragon robe worn by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, starting at 500,000 yuan. The auctioneer is like a bankrupt king who is reluctant to auction his throne. His bright and solemn voice echoes in the hall.
Ji Xiaofeng looked carefully from the auction materials. This python robe was embroidered with peacock feather thread, and the delicate patterns embroidered with small pearls and coral bead nails on the green background. Although eroded by the sun and the moon, it is still bright in color and radiant. The starting price is not high.
But today my goal is not here
She listened to the astronomical bidding sounds that kept bursting out of the auctioneer's mouth. There were many elegant and luxurious men and women sitting next to her, sitting upright. In their eyes, this crazy game was simply unreasonable
However, Ji Xiaofeng didn't think so
If he had sat beside him, he would have said that this was a wonderful performance, a wonderful display of the auctioneer's genius. In a dazzling chaos, he manipulated everything lightly, turning countless related signals, hints and actions into real money in an orderly manner
Where is he now?
Ji Xiaofeng's heart suddenly hurts
Then, her heart suddenly tugged because she heard the auctioneer shouting: Here is a "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Ball of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty". The starting price is 800,000 yuan, who would like to pay this price?
This is what he has said many times. His father always wanted to collect it but was unavailable. He vowed to get it.
Now, it's here, right in front of you
Smell, I will definitely get it for you!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Will this guy not come... Shan Lifu looked at Minister Chen Qun sitting in front of the monitor in confusion. The auction is about to end. Could it be that we have leaked the news? Or did he actually give up?
He has arrived. Chen Qun stared at the monitor, chewing green arrow gum in his mouth. He has always been good at dressing up, but everyone has not seen it.
The superiors have already made strict arrangements and used Wen Yusi's father's relics as bait to catch him.
Although I know that Wen Yusi is cunning and suspicious by nature, he has to do it with his adventurous personality
The hall is already in a hot scene
The two women are fighting hard, attracting the attention of everyone present
These two women are so outstanding, both of them are so noble and beautiful, and they exudes a murderous aura in the elegance. They are both determined to win the "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Powder of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty"
Look, this is Ji Xiaofeng, she must be bidding for Wen Yusi. But what surprised me was that Ms. Tan Mianyun would bite this water bowl? Chen Qun looked at the screen in surprise. Do you know who she is?
Shan Lifu and others shook their heads and looked at Chen Qun, not knowing what medicine he sold in the gourd.
Tan Mianyun, a well-known collector of ancient relics in China, I have seen her at the Chief of Staff’s house. She is a guest of honor for many of our senior leaders. You should be careful when you act later. Do you understand? Although Chen Qun is a military general and has been working in the army for many years, he has been studying the officialdom more thoroughly. Otherwise, with a poor soldier like himself who has no backing background, he would not serve as the important position of Minister of Intelligence in his prime.
The monitor is full of people and the atmosphere is tense
An elderly man in a black jacket was pushing his wheelchair with his hands and walking outside the hall. Judging from the situation, it seemed that he was not very adaptable to the atmosphere.
At this moment, the auctioneer was shouting hysterically: Two million, two million, is there anyone willing to exceed this price? Two million, two million, two million, and two million, the third transaction! He knocked down the hammer and shouted at Ji Xiaofeng: Congratulations to this lady for taking this "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Powder of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty"
It's strange, Wen Yusi still didn't see it... Shan Lifu muttered
It's him, arrest him immediately! Chen Qun pointed at the old man and ordered firmly
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Wen Yusi turned the corner of the hall and immediately threw off his wheelchair and went up the second floor along the stairs.
A long corridor was facing him. On the other end of the corridor was a young man in military uniform, fiddling with an exquisite knife in his hand.
Wen Yusi stopped
The young man in front of him seemed to be childish, but he was full of murderous aura. This murderous aura was extremely familiar. He had encountered it in the Middle East, West Asia, and Central and South America.
My name is Ren Xiao, my father is Ren Zheng. The knife in the young man's hand rotated rapidly, then he came out of his hand, and flew straight towards Wen Yusi in the air. The speed was as fast as a bullet
Wen Yusi didn't expect that this young man would do it as soon as he said it. In an instant, the knife came straight to his face.
It was a long time to speak, and then Wen Yusi stretched out his left hand, held the knife, then took out his pistol, pulled the trigger, these actions were done in one go, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he had met a master at first sight.
Ren Xiao shouted, rolled on the ground, hid behind the marble pillar, his right arm was covered in blood, and he was shot.
Fortunately, I still dodged quickly, otherwise this shot would have been a big hit.
He has been practicing flying knives since he was a child, and he has been trained by martial arts masters and has never missed his hand since joining the army.
This also made him become more and more proud. Although his father Ren Zheng always advised him that in this era of hot weapons, it is important to practice pistols well, he always couldn't listen.
Like flying knives, probably because he was influenced by Xiao Li's flying knives in Gu Long's martial arts novel "The Swordsman of the Passionate Sword" when he was in high school. He really started practicing because his grandfather was also a master of flying knives. Under the influence of his eyes, he devoted himself to practicing.
At this time, the severe pain in his right arm made him finally understand that the flying knife could be held.
If I had used a gun just now, I would have avenged my father by hearing Yusi's body on the spot.
Ren Xiao listened, and there were a few more intense gunshots, but the bullets did not seem to be coming towards him.
He knew that this was his companion who had a fever with Wen Yusi.
Then he heard the sound of huge glass breaking, and then the scream of his companions
Hearing that Yusi saw that the situation was not good for him, he immediately broke the long window to the ground and jumped down. In the air, he pressed the button of the machine in his hand, and all the bombs he installed in the auction center exploded in advance.
The echo of the explosion made Yu Si's eardrum break. He rolled on the ground several times and quickly hid behind a Mercedes-Benz.
At this time, a hot bullet cut his right shoulder
The flame-like shrapnel made him feel heartbroken, and blood flowed to his elbow, and he knew he was injured
For him, this was a long-lost pain. The pungent smell of blood was undoubtedly the best stimulant. He couldn't help but caress the wound, his eyes full of cold murderous aura, which was a little persistent excitement.
Wen Yusi shot out the remaining bullets from the Colt pistol, and immediately opened the Mercedes-Benz's door while he was dodging, started and accelerated...
At this moment, another bullet suddenly hit him... The bullet was embedded between his shoulder blades.
Damn sniper... Wen Yusi murmured and cursed, and the Mercedes-Benz rushed to the avenue. In the hazy, he felt his head as if it was about to crack.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
On the second day of the lunar rain, the river wind became colder and the brown-red fallen leaves floated in the community, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.
Yue Xiaoqing tossed and turned last night, but she didn't close her eyes all night. Hearing the sound of the wind outside the window, he filled his heart with endless melancholy.
Yesterday, a well-known painter from the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles gave her a picture of plum blossoms, with a couplet written on it: Come to the door behind closed doors for a long day, and dream of plum blossoms floating in spring
The pen is a lake pen, and the paper is rice paper, full of the quaint ink fragrance
Yue Xiaoqing was thinking, isn't this woman's face just like that flower, withering from one petal after another
And was that man's black hair on his temples also turning white inch by inch?
Her heart gradually became empty in this eternal day
For her, Jiangcheng University, which has not been heard of, is as empty as light smoke, and she has been absent from class for a long time.
My father didn't dare to force her, and he just sighed every day, flashed by her side, and hurriedly left in front of her calm eyes.
Yue Xiaoqing pushes the window
The trickling east wind blows a rich fragrance, mixed with the smell of wet grass and the smell of soil
The fresh breeze blew her thin gauze, like her lover's thin hands. She comforted her face happily, feeling a thin layer of emulsion, which was smooth and lovely
However, what made her ecstatic was that what caught her eye was a proud and lonely figure. His hand was pressed against his chest, leaning on a beech tree, smiling evilly at her.
Yue Xiaoqing's heart was raised to her throat. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only look at him foolishly, not even dared to blink, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.
In an instant, she burst into tears
I will always remember this day! She swears in her heart
I feel a little guilty when I hear Yusi
She was innocent and dragged her into this deadly quagmire. To be honest, he was also extremely helpless.
Looking at Yue Xiaoqing who was excited, young and beautiful, with no slight scheming or alertness in his sweet smile, he couldn't help but turn his eyes away.
He didn't know that for her, his appearance was a gift from God to her
How many days and nights, she treated her fingers as his strong giant pestle to comfort her insolent vagina
Then, Yue Xiaoqing saw in surprise, Wen Yusi's pale face, haggard steps, and the already solidified wound. What's wrong with you? Bleeding? I have hemostatic medicine here, is Yunnan Baiyao possible?
It doesn't matter, don't be nervous Xiaoqing, I'm a gunshot wound, are you afraid? Wen Yusi Ning looked at the young woman who was at a loss in front of her. The first reaction was the most important
Although I don't believe that she will betray him, for him who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, there is nothing that can be absolutely believed.
No, no, I'm not afraid, I... just afraid that you will lose too much blood... Yue Xiaoqing's tears flowed down, and his hands trembled to caress the wound on his shoulder. What should I do? What should I do?
I need to take out the bullet, otherwise my arm will be ruined, but I can't do it in Jiangcheng. It seems that I have to leave Xiaoqing, I want to ask you for help
Yue Xiaoqing's slightly pale face was filled with anxiety. In her heart, this man was more important than anything else!
She trembled, and tears were wafting in her eyes. You said, what should I do?
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
When the auction center exploded, Ji Xiaofeng was wrapped in a crowd of people fleeing in a hurry and was evacuated outside.
There were some terrifying screams in her ears, mixed with gunshots and explosions, and the sounds hit her heart
She knew that he was here...
When the Mercedes-Benz left, Ji Xiaofeng shouted that she was about to catch up with her, and a strong hand blew her
She turned around and it was Shan Lifu, the director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. He shook his head, his eyes full of worry.
Why do you always pester me? Ji Xiaofeng shouted sternly
Years of erosion and tempering, especially in her interactions with Wen Yusi, she has gradually taken off the coat of a strong woman and returned to her gentle nature as a young girl.
But today, she couldn't help getting angry...
The picture was taken of this painting. A woman with elegant temperament, wearing a pair of brown high-end glasses, sitting in the center of the third row of the hall, smiling reservedly
She is Ji Xiaofeng, a famous lawyer in Jiangcheng. Many people know her because she talks in court. No one knows her skillful application of legal provisions. She even likes the collection of ancient calligraphy and paintings.
She smiled
But who knows that everything she does is for him. Since he can't come, she must help him complete his favorite career
The auctioneer stood confidently on the auction table, and with a look of reluctantly giving up love, he was selling a volume of "The Making Picture" by Xu Wenshan in the modern era who imitated Zhang Xuan of the Tang Dynasty. The starting price was low, and several people were shouting vigorously.
Ji Xiaofeng was not in a hurry and watched the exaggerated performances of the bidders. These people were obviously just some nouveau riche, and at best they wanted to hang some calligraphy and paintings in their bluffing and artful study to show off their generous style.
Soon, a middle-aged man with a pair of goldfish eyes could take this volume of "The Practice Picture", sat proudly on the soft chair, muttering in his mouth, as if he was a little nervous.
Ji Xiaofeng knew in her heart that the goldfish eyes were already intoxicated in this tempting atmosphere. At this moment, his brain had already been void and had lost his mind.
This is not his usual performance and demeanor
Obviously, this goldfish eye is entering this field for the first time, so he also has to pay high tuition fees.
Next is a dragon robe worn by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, starting at 500,000 yuan. The auctioneer is like a bankrupt king who is reluctant to auction his throne. His bright and solemn voice echoes in the hall.
Ji Xiaofeng looked carefully from the auction materials. This python robe was embroidered with peacock feather thread, and the delicate patterns embroidered with small pearls and coral bead nails on the green background. Although eroded by the sun and the moon, it is still bright in color and radiant. The starting price is not high.
But today my goal is not here
She listened to the astronomical bidding sounds that kept bursting out of the auctioneer's mouth. There were many elegant and luxurious men and women sitting next to her, sitting upright. In their eyes, this crazy game was simply unreasonable
However, Ji Xiaofeng didn't think so
If he had sat beside him, he would have said that this was a wonderful performance, a wonderful display of the auctioneer's genius. In a dazzling chaos, he manipulated everything lightly, turning countless related signals, hints and actions into real money in an orderly manner
Where is he now?
Ji Xiaofeng's heart suddenly hurts
Then, her heart suddenly tugged because she heard the auctioneer shouting: Here is a "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Ball of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty". The starting price is 800,000 yuan, who would like to pay this price?
This is what he has said many times. His father always wanted to collect it but was unavailable. He vowed to get it.
Now, it's here, right in front of you
Smell, I will definitely get it for you!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Will this guy not come... Shan Lifu looked at Minister Chen Qun sitting in front of the monitor in confusion. The auction is about to end. Could it be that we have leaked the news? Or did he actually give up?
He has arrived. Chen Qun stared at the monitor, chewing green arrow gum in his mouth. He has always been good at dressing up, but everyone has not seen it.
The superiors have already made strict arrangements and used Wen Yusi's father's relics as bait to catch him.
Although I know that Wen Yusi is cunning and suspicious by nature, he has to do it with his adventurous personality
The hall is already in a hot scene
The two women are fighting hard, attracting the attention of everyone present
These two women are so outstanding, both of them are so noble and beautiful, and they exudes a murderous aura in the elegance. They are both determined to win the "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Powder of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty"
Look, this is Ji Xiaofeng, she must be bidding for Wen Yusi. But what surprised me was that Ms. Tan Mianyun would bite this water bowl? Chen Qun looked at the screen in surprise. Do you know who she is?
Shan Lifu and others shook their heads and looked at Chen Qun, not knowing what medicine he sold in the gourd.
Tan Mianyun, a well-known collector of ancient relics in China, I have seen her at the Chief of Staff’s house. She is a guest of honor for many of our senior leaders. You should be careful when you act later. Do you understand? Although Chen Qun is a military general and has been working in the army for many years, he has been studying the officialdom more thoroughly. Otherwise, with a poor soldier like himself who has no backing background, he would not serve as the important position of Minister of Intelligence in his prime.
The monitor is full of people and the atmosphere is tense
An elderly man in a black jacket was pushing his wheelchair with his hands and walking outside the hall. Judging from the situation, it seemed that he was not very adaptable to the atmosphere.
At this moment, the auctioneer was shouting hysterically: Two million, two million, is there anyone willing to exceed this price? Two million, two million, two million, and two million, the third transaction! He knocked down the hammer and shouted at Ji Xiaofeng: Congratulations to this lady for taking this "Celadon Boat-shaped Water Powder of Longquan Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty"
It's strange, Wen Yusi still didn't see it... Shan Lifu muttered
It's him, arrest him immediately! Chen Qun pointed at the old man and ordered firmly
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Wen Yusi turned the corner of the hall and immediately threw off his wheelchair and went up the second floor along the stairs.
A long corridor was facing him. On the other end of the corridor was a young man in military uniform, fiddling with an exquisite knife in his hand.
Wen Yusi stopped
The young man in front of him seemed to be childish, but he was full of murderous aura. This murderous aura was extremely familiar. He had encountered it in the Middle East, West Asia, and Central and South America.
My name is Ren Xiao, my father is Ren Zheng. The knife in the young man's hand rotated rapidly, then he came out of his hand, and flew straight towards Wen Yusi in the air. The speed was as fast as a bullet
Wen Yusi didn't expect that this young man would do it as soon as he said it. In an instant, the knife came straight to his face.
It was a long time to speak, and then Wen Yusi stretched out his left hand, held the knife, then took out his pistol, pulled the trigger, these actions were done in one go, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he had met a master at first sight.
Ren Xiao shouted, rolled on the ground, hid behind the marble pillar, his right arm was covered in blood, and he was shot.
Fortunately, I still dodged quickly, otherwise this shot would have been a big hit.
He has been practicing flying knives since he was a child, and he has been trained by martial arts masters and has never missed his hand since joining the army.
This also made him become more and more proud. Although his father Ren Zheng always advised him that in this era of hot weapons, it is important to practice pistols well, he always couldn't listen.
Like flying knives, probably because he was influenced by Xiao Li's flying knives in Gu Long's martial arts novel "The Swordsman of the Passionate Sword" when he was in high school. He really started practicing because his grandfather was also a master of flying knives. Under the influence of his eyes, he devoted himself to practicing.
At this time, the severe pain in his right arm made him finally understand that the flying knife could be held.
If I had used a gun just now, I would have avenged my father by hearing Yusi's body on the spot.
Ren Xiao listened, and there were a few more intense gunshots, but the bullets did not seem to be coming towards him.
He knew that this was his companion who had a fever with Wen Yusi.
Then he heard the sound of huge glass breaking, and then the scream of his companions
Hearing that Yusi saw that the situation was not good for him, he immediately broke the long window to the ground and jumped down. In the air, he pressed the button of the machine in his hand, and all the bombs he installed in the auction center exploded in advance.
The echo of the explosion made Yu Si's eardrum break. He rolled on the ground several times and quickly hid behind a Mercedes-Benz.
At this time, a hot bullet cut his right shoulder
The flame-like shrapnel made him feel heartbroken, and blood flowed to his elbow, and he knew he was injured
For him, this was a long-lost pain. The pungent smell of blood was undoubtedly the best stimulant. He couldn't help but caress the wound, his eyes full of cold murderous aura, which was a little persistent excitement.
Wen Yusi shot out the remaining bullets from the Colt pistol, and immediately opened the Mercedes-Benz's door while he was dodging, started and accelerated...
At this moment, another bullet suddenly hit him... The bullet was embedded between his shoulder blades.
Damn sniper... Wen Yusi murmured and cursed, and the Mercedes-Benz rushed to the avenue. In the hazy, he felt his head as if it was about to crack.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
On the second day of the lunar rain, the river wind became colder and the brown-red fallen leaves floated in the community, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.
Yue Xiaoqing tossed and turned last night, but she didn't close her eyes all night. Hearing the sound of the wind outside the window, he filled his heart with endless melancholy.
Yesterday, a well-known painter from the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles gave her a picture of plum blossoms, with a couplet written on it: Come to the door behind closed doors for a long day, and dream of plum blossoms floating in spring
The pen is a lake pen, and the paper is rice paper, full of the quaint ink fragrance
Yue Xiaoqing was thinking, isn't this woman's face just like that flower, withering from one petal after another
And was that man's black hair on his temples also turning white inch by inch?
Her heart gradually became empty in this eternal day
For her, Jiangcheng University, which has not been heard of, is as empty as light smoke, and she has been absent from class for a long time.
My father didn't dare to force her, and he just sighed every day, flashed by her side, and hurriedly left in front of her calm eyes.
Yue Xiaoqing pushes the window
The trickling east wind blows a rich fragrance, mixed with the smell of wet grass and the smell of soil
The fresh breeze blew her thin gauze, like her lover's thin hands. She comforted her face happily, feeling a thin layer of emulsion, which was smooth and lovely
However, what made her ecstatic was that what caught her eye was a proud and lonely figure. His hand was pressed against his chest, leaning on a beech tree, smiling evilly at her.
Yue Xiaoqing's heart was raised to her throat. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only look at him foolishly, not even dared to blink, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.
In an instant, she burst into tears
I will always remember this day! She swears in her heart
I feel a little guilty when I hear Yusi
She was innocent and dragged her into this deadly quagmire. To be honest, he was also extremely helpless.
Looking at Yue Xiaoqing who was excited, young and beautiful, with no slight scheming or alertness in his sweet smile, he couldn't help but turn his eyes away.
He didn't know that for her, his appearance was a gift from God to her
How many days and nights, she treated her fingers as his strong giant pestle to comfort her insolent vagina
Then, Yue Xiaoqing saw in surprise, Wen Yusi's pale face, haggard steps, and the already solidified wound. What's wrong with you? Bleeding? I have hemostatic medicine here, is Yunnan Baiyao possible?
It doesn't matter, don't be nervous Xiaoqing, I'm a gunshot wound, are you afraid? Wen Yusi Ning looked at the young woman who was at a loss in front of her. The first reaction was the most important
Although I don't believe that she will betray him, for him who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, there is nothing that can be absolutely believed.
No, no, I'm not afraid, I... just afraid that you will lose too much blood... Yue Xiaoqing's tears flowed down, and his hands trembled to caress the wound on his shoulder. What should I do? What should I do?
I need to take out the bullet, otherwise my arm will be ruined, but I can't do it in Jiangcheng. It seems that I have to leave Xiaoqing, I want to ask you for help
Yue Xiaoqing's slightly pale face was filled with anxiety. In her heart, this man was more important than anything else!
She trembled, and tears were wafting in her eyes. You said, what should I do?
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
When the auction center exploded, Ji Xiaofeng was wrapped in a crowd of people fleeing in a hurry and was evacuated outside.
There were some terrifying screams in her ears, mixed with gunshots and explosions, and the sounds hit her heart
She knew that he was here...
When the Mercedes-Benz left, Ji Xiaofeng shouted that she was about to catch up with her, and a strong hand blew her
She turned around and it was Shan Lifu, the director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. He shook his head, his eyes full of worry.
Why do you always pester me? Ji Xiaofeng shouted sternly
Years of erosion and tempering, especially in her interactions with Wen Yusi, she has gradually taken off the coat of a strong woman and returned to her gentle nature as a young girl.
But today, she couldn't help getting angry...
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