I! The villain leader, the protagonists are mentally broken

The old man was so angry, but he was still very angry.

For more than half a week, Zhang Fan had not spoken in the group.

He had now understood that the Yan Emperor just disliked him.

As long as he pretended to be cool in the group, he would be confronted.

Although he wanted to lick him, after all, he was a powerful being in the fantasy world.

But the other party's attitude was too arrogant.

He had taken all the limelight from him, which made people feel very depressed and uncomfortable.

But fortunately... couldn't he just chat with them privately one by one?

In the process of private chatting, he also got a lot of good things.

Zhang Fan looked at a brown pottery, and the whole person couldn't help but get a little excited.

"This is the pottery used by the King of Qin for sacrifice! This treasure is more than 2,000 years old. If I sell it... I wonder how much it can be sold for!"

Yes, this is the antique that he had persuaded the First Emperor to give.

A blue and white porcelain vase from the Tang Dynasty can be sold for hundreds of millions, and the sacrificial vessels used for heaven sacrifice during the Qin Dynasty must be more valuable, right?

Zhang Fan couldn't help but get excited when he thought that he was about to take off successfully.

The figure of Jiang Ling'er appeared in his mind again.

A hint of anger flashed in his eyes, "The dignified Jiang family... would actually do such a thing as selling a daughter for fame? It's really disgusting!"

Sons of destiny like Zhang Fan and Ye Chen always have such an inexplicable self-confidence, although Mo Cinian himself didn't know where this confidence came from.

...

"Hello, is this Mr. Wang? Yes, yes, yes... I have a sacrificial pottery handed down from the Qin Dynasty, which is well preserved."

Zhang Fan was ready to sell the Qin Dynasty antique he had just acquired.

Soon he arrived at an antique auction house.

Holding a large wooden box with a red cloth on it, it looked very mysterious.

A chubby man in a suit came out of the auction house and smiled when he saw Zhang Fan.

"It's not appropriate to talk here. Come with me to the private room upstairs!"

Wang Li patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder. It was obvious... he had worked with Zhang Fan before.

"Boss Wang, this time I brought out the treasure at the bottom of the box! The pottery used by Qin Shihuang to worship his ancestors and heaven."

Zhang Fan looked confident.

Soon, the two came to the private room, and Zhang Fan took out the treasure.

In the wooden box, a brown-black pottery appeared inside.

You can tell from the top that it has been baptized by the years——

Wang Li's eyes flashed with surprise, but at the same time, a trace of regret also appeared, "Can I take a look? Touch it?"

Zhang Fan was very generous.

"Of course, Boss Wang, you can touch it!"

"Haha... Then I'll take a look!" Wang Li said as he carefully picked up the pottery and looked at it carefully.

His expression occasionally showed a trace of amazement.

Zhang Fan sat on the sofa with a calm face, crossing his legs. He was not confident in himself, but confident in the chat group.

The world-famous First Emperor would not lie to him!

Wang Li began to identify it. In fact, with his vision... he had already seen that this was a real thing. If it was sold... it would definitely be a sky-high price!

This has even reached the level of a national treasure.

Tens of millions or even hundreds of millions are possible!

But... it's a pity, Zhang Fan... you offended someone you shouldn't offend!

Then, Wang Li's hand suddenly slipped for some reason!

The antique pottery slid down instantly and fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Fan's eyes widened instantly, and he wanted to stand up from the sofa and rush over -

But he was just an ordinary person, and Wang Li was three or four meters away from him!

He could only watch the treasure fall to the ground, even though Zhang Fan prayed in his heart that it would not be damaged.

But...

"Pah--"

With a crisp sound, the pottery jar was instantly broken into pieces.

"No!!!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he crawled to the pottery jar on his knees and picked up the broken pieces on the ground.

Wang Li looked at the mess on the ground, and his heart ached. What a mistake!

But he had to do it, brother Zhang Fan... someone wants to mess with you!

What can you do?

But he still pretended to be panicked, "Brother Zhang Fan... I'm

...I just made a mistake."

Zhang Fan stared at Wang Li with bloodshot eyes, "You are talking nonsense! You did it on purpose!"

Wang Li shook his head helplessly, "Besides...your pottery jar is not worth much, it is not an antique at all! The wholesale market can buy a sack of it for 1,000 yuan, I will give you 500 yuan, okay?"

Zhang Fan was even more furious after hearing this!

This guy actually questioned whether his things were fake?

This was given to him by Qin Shihuang!

He spent a lot of money...licked Qin Shihuang countless times to get this pottery jar for ancestor worship.

The opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of him...but now it has all become a bubble.

"Hehe...fake? This is a treasure I personally got from the outside of the tomb of the First Emperor. You tell me it is fake?"

Zhang Fan's lies come easily. After all, he has been in the chat group for so long, and there are still many ways to bluff people.

"One price! 50 million! Otherwise I will take you to court!"

Wang Li laughed out loud after hearing what Zhang Fan said.

He raised his hand and pointed at the camera on the ceiling, "You just said you robbed a tomb? No wonder you have so many treasures, they were all obtained by robbing tombs? Do you believe that I will call the police and have you arrested now? ”

“Now the sentence for tomb robbery is very heavy, once you go in, you will be in prison for more than ten years——”

After hearing this, Zhang Fan’s face changed.

[Ding! The son of luck ‘Zhang Fan’ mentally collapsed, and the host gained 60,000 collapse points]

There was no way, he could only swallow this loss in silence.

“Wang Li, you will never know how many good things I have. This kind of pottery jar is just the most inconspicuous little thing in my place”

After Zhang Fan boasted, he turned and walked out.

Wang Li glanced at Zhang Fan’s back thoughtfully, “Hehe... You don’t know if you don’t show your wealth. You are so lucky to be alive”

Someone wants to punish you. Who in the whole capital dares to take your things?

......

“Damn, this bastard, is he still pretending? "Zhang Fan looked at the chat group, which had been flooded with 99+ messages.

Some time ago, another member joined the chat group, Emperor Taizong of Tang.

But there is no doubt... this emperor soon became a licker of Boss Mo.

And now Mo Cinian's name in the group has been changed to 'Emperor Yan'

[Emperor Yan: Some time ago, my little apprentice refined a pill of unknown medicinal properties. Although it is only a level 1 pill, it is so mysterious that even I can't fully understand it. It is within the range that mortals can bear, so I will send it out... you guys grab it]

Mo Cinian started to be a big liar again.

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, "Pills!"

Although this Emperor Yan was very stupid, he opposed him as soon as he came in, so he didn't dare to pretend in the group now.

But... who would refuse a pill from the fantasy plane?