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Whoa!

As soon as the lights in Ningbo were turned off, there was a slight sound in the dense green vegetation not far from the intersection of Zhonglian Expressway. A scrawny young man in a black vest squinted his eyes and shot left and right carefully, bending over like a night walk. Like a cat, it jumped out nimbly and walked straight towards the car.

The skinny young man came to the front of the car, reached out his hand and gently knocked on the glass of the car, looked around the inside of the car, and saw that there was nothing abnormal, but glanced around vigilantly from the corner of his eyes, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief, smiling all over his face He asked Ningbo: "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Ah."

Ningbo nodded impatiently, picked up the wallet on the co-pilot's seat, took out more than 1000 yuan from it and handed it to the young man, urging: "Don't smear the ink, get the pass, it wasn't so troublesome before."

"Give you."

The young man took Ningbo's money, weighed it and put it in his pocket. Through Ningbo's skillful movements, he judged that Ningbo must be a regular customer of the black market. He reached out and took out a small book like a red driver's license from his waist and handed it to Ningbo, with a sorry smile, explained: "I don't know what's going on in Zhongzhou recently. It's cracking down on the antique trade. It's a big risk to hold this trade. Don't mind."

"Ah."

Ningbo hummed lightly. Those who sent the passes were peripheral personnel. There was no need to make it difficult for them. After opening the red book and checking that it was correct, he moved the car directly.

"By the way, do you need a mask?"

The skinny young man took out a stack of strangely shaped masks from his back as if conjuring, and enthusiastically sold them: "This is a good thing to hide your identity. Do you want to buy one and wear it?"

"Take three."

Ningbo thought for a while and handed 300 yuan to the smiling young man. It is said that the last time someone brought camera equipment into the black market, many people were photographed. It is not illegal to visit the black market, but I don’t want to spend my own money on the black market to buy it. If the antiques under the house are convincingly proved by the state, the antiques will be confiscated again.

"I pick this."

Jiang Yuan obviously liked masks with unique shapes and beautiful depictions, so he quickly picked out a mask with a white background depicting a fluttering butterfly.

"I pick this."

Jiang Hao chose a Sichuan opera face painted with dancing red flames and an ethereal and domineering Chinese character between his brows. With the continuous improvement of his manipulative skills, he already has the ability to change his appearance by changing the bones of his face, but he never I haven't tested whether it can be successful, otherwise I don't need to be taken advantage of, and spend 100 yuan to buy an object that only costs a few yuan on the street.

"Monk Ning, I have chosen for you directly."

Jiang Hao glanced at the diverse facial makeup, picked up a clown mask with a white background, a big red nose, and an exaggerated red mouth, and handed it to Ningbo. This kid still likes to tease people so much, so he simply put on a mask, pointed at him after seeing the car through the mirror, Jiang Hao and the two muttered in a low voice, shook their heads with wry smiles, stepped on the accelerator and drove into the toll booth , drive to the black market venue specified on the pass.

Ten minutes after Ningbo drove away, a seven-series limited-edition black BMW worth more than 300 million stopped at the intersection of the highway. He raised the light to send a signal, and the scrawny young man who had just hid cautiously jumped out again.

"Seinfeld, now you can tell me the purpose of going to the black market. I am taking a huge risk."

On the back seat of the car, Lin Quansheng was wearing casual clothes, gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was shiny and neatly combed. With his hands folded on his body, he closed his eyes and meditated. Indifferently glanced at Seinfeld who was wearing a white suit beside him, who was silent all the way, and asked slowly.

The Song family seems to be a loner in the porcelain and jade business, and they don’t have much communication with the Lin family. This time, they suddenly invited themselves, an appraiser, to the black market, which made him very strange. After all, the Song family’s appraiser is in Zhongzhou. The city is also very famous. Is it true that there have been a lot of mistakes in the appreciation of Song family porcelain jade recently?That's why I asked a connoisseur with a different surname to help me with my eyes?

Lying on the seat, Seinfeld's face was full of exhaustion, his chest heaved violently a few times, and his face quickly darkened. It can be said that he has had a very bad life recently. Everything is from Sai Jiangnan. When trading Huang Gongwang's paintings with the Jiang family, it started when he met Jiang Hao.

First it was identified as fake porcelain, and then the porcelain lost in the bet was judged to be worth millions in a blink of an eye. Grandpa suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized for emergency treatment, and all the porcelain sent to the auction house was destroyed in the safe. There was a mistake in the rare stone that Grandpa appreciated, and he needed to pay a high amount of insurance money. It is unknown who leaked the news. The Song family seemed to have encountered a credit crisis that had not been encountered in decades in one day. From all over the country, buyers who have bought porcelain have re-identified, and the whole family is accompanied by smiling faces, and they are very busy.

The only good news for the Song family recently is that the auction house needs to wait for several heavyweight auction items to arrive, so the auction time is delayed. The Song family heard this unexpected good news, and almost all of them were mobilized. Looking for antiques that are exactly the same as those sent for auction has only one purpose, and that is to make up for and replace the accidentally broken porcelain before the auction starts. Otherwise, the high liquidated damages signed with the auction house will be enough for the Song family. Drink a jug.

He went to the black market for antiques today, and he just received the news that there were porcelains he needed in the black market auction. The source of the news could not be confirmed for a while, so he had to bring the money to the black market to find out.

There is only one purpose for inviting Lin Quansheng, that is, the people of the Song family really can't get away, and after experiencing blows again and again, many connoisseurs of the Song family dare not appreciate it easily, and there is a shadow in their hearts. , the Song family's business volume has reached the lowest point in decades!

"Promise the Lin family's deal, and wait until after the trip to the black market." Seinfeld squeezed a smile on his face, and promised: "Don't worry about safety, Uncle Lin. I have hired the best bodyguards. Even if I don't guarantee my safety, It will also guarantee that you will get out of your body."

"it is good."

Lin Quansheng nodded with a smile, and didn't bother to ask any more. He simply closed his eyes, but he was very happy in his heart. He could get the antiques that the Lin family wanted by taking a trip to the black market with him. This trip to the black market was simply too cost-effective. Well, in the past, the Song family would not sell it for any amount of money. The speed at which the Song family changed their temperament was really surprising.

Ningbo drove the car. After nearly 10 minutes of driving, I finally got off the highway at an exit of Gaozhonglian Expressway. I drove on the land for more than ten minutes, crawling in the dark night, like The monster-like mountain came into view, and the woods on the mountain moved with the wind, making a rustling sound. After a few minutes of bumping, the car stopped at the gate of an ordinary farmhouse with dim lights.

"This place is really hard to find."

Jiang Hao walked down the cart, and immediately saw the continuous mountains. He raised his head and saw on the roof of the mountain, standing in twos and threes, with cigarettes in his mouth, a strong man, the big man seemed to be bored casually. While chatting, Jiang Hao was keenly aware that the eyes of the big guys were watching them vigilantly.

"There is still a gun?"

Jiang Hao immediately launched the manipulative technique, controlled the airflow quickly and secretly collected the equipment of the big man on the roof, and found that there was a huge, powerful shotgun full of bullets in a hidden corner on the roof .

Jiang Hao continued to let the air flow extend, and unexpectedly discovered that in the dark and unknown corners of the woods around the yard, there were also big men with machetes lurking one by one. If something really happened, these desperate people would definitely rush When he came out to attack, he sighed in his heart: The black market is really not built. According to this situation, I am afraid that the police will dare to overthrow it immediately when they come.

"It's okay, they are also maintaining safety, if we don't make trouble, there will be no trouble!"

Ningbo patted Jiang Hao on the shoulder who was looking around comfortingly, and reminded: "Don't look around randomly, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion."

"Ah."

Jiang Hao nodded. He was indeed keenly aware that several pairs of eyes were staring at his every move. If he really wanted to do something out of the ordinary, he might be pointed at him immediately.

Squeak!

A big man on the roof blew a whistle, and the closed courtyard door was immediately opened, and four shirtless big men walked out of it. The leader was a strong man with a face full of flesh and a scar across his face, with vigilant eyes. He glanced at Jiang Hao and the three wearing masks, stretched out his hand, and said in a low voice, "Old rules, I know."

"Ah."

Ningbo reached out and took out the red passport and handed it to Scarface. Scarface lowered his head and began to verify seriously. After confirming that it was correct, he glanced at the bag in Ningbo's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and anyone could see the meaning.

Stab it!

Ningbo directly opened the zipper of the bag, revealing stacks of dazzling pink banknotes. The four big men looked at the brand-new banknotes, their eyes lit up, and the stiff expressions on their faces eased a lot.

"It's not peaceful recently. Please take out your mobile phones and give them to us for safekeeping. We will return them to you after the end."

Scar smiled apologetically, and nodded to a big man with a detector on his back.

"Please take off your watch."

After the big man in charge of the detection collected the mobile phones of the three people in Jiang Hao, he manipulated the detector again, and put the items on the three people that could cause the detector to scream, such as coins and other metal objects, into a bag and sealed it up. The purpose is to prevent someone from carrying a camera. After loading the items, the big man told Jiang Hao the number on the bag, so that he can take personal items according to the number after the auction is completed.

Jiang Hao has been mobilizing the air flow to pay attention to the big men on the roof, and found that the big men are watching them with tense muscles from the beginning to the end. He has no doubts that if they do not cooperate in the slightest, they may be imprisoned.

"I wish you three find something you like."

Scar's face arched and he waved his hands to the two big men with expressionless faces blocking the road. The two big men, who were like small towers, moved their bodies to get out of the way.