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Amidst the huge protests and demonstrations resounding across the sky, Ye Tian and his motorcade drove out of the hotel door and headed straight for the Museum Island in Berlin.

Like yesterday, as soon as their convoy left, many tails followed, and the number was more than yesterday.

There are officials from the German Ministry of Culture, a large number of police officers from the Berlin Police Department, and several antique art appraisal experts from Museum Island, as well as many media reporters.

In addition, there are many unidentified guys, beautiful and lively idlers, etc., drove behind the convoy and headed towards the Museum Island together.

Cole's voice came from the wireless invisible headset before the convoy left the hotel.

"Steven, the scumbags of Xinnacui really followed, and they were mixed in the car behind, obviously ill-intentioned. Would you like to take action against those scumbags?"

"You don't need to do it yourself. You report the relevant information about the new cui scum to the Berlin police and see how the Berlin police responds, whether to take action against the scum, or just let it go!

When you report to the Berlin police, you might as well say clearly that if the Xinna cui scum voluntarily launches an attack, we will have to defend ourselves. That is our right and no one can take it away."

Ye Tian said with a sneer, his words and eyes were full of murderousness.

"Understood, Steven, I will report to the Berlin police"

Cole responded and moved on.

While speaking, the convoy drove some distance forward.

At this moment, several police cars that were behind the convoy, separating the convoy and other vehicles, suddenly sounded the alarm and quickly reduced their speed, suppressing other vehicles following behind.

Immediately afterwards, these Berlin police cars slammed into the direction of the road and ran across the middle of the road, completely blocking the road to the Museum Island.

In a blink of an eye, this street has become a huge parking lot, but Ye Tian and his motorcade drove away and quickly disappeared from people's vision.

"squeak--!"

A shrill emergency brake sounded on the street, mixed with one after another exclamation and many angry curses.

"Fuck! What are these idiot policemen doing? Why are they suddenly blocking the road?"

"What the **** is he? Is it possible that Steven's **** found us? Then they notified these stupid police officers and used the police to deal with us?"

The curse had not yet fallen, and the doors of the police cars across the road suddenly opened one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a group of heavily armed Berlin police rushed out of the police cars, dispersed to the back of these vehicles and quickly outflanked them.

Seeing this scene, the people behind the many vehicles were taken aback for a moment, and their faces were at a loss, not knowing what happened.

The next moment, screams of horror suddenly sounded, and the street instantly became a mess.

But Ye Tian and their motorcade had already turned to another street at this time, getting closer and closer to the Berlin Museum Island!

...

Ye Tian and the others are standing in front of a stall in the antique flea market in Museum Island, admiring the antique art, or so-called antique art, on this stall.

Nearby tourists, as well as the large and small antique dealers who do business in this antique junk market, and some professionals who come by after the wind, all looked at Ye Tian and the others, and everyone was full of curiosity.

Unlike others, those antique dealers, large and small, still have a bit of horror in their eyes, they can't hide it at all!

What made these antique dealers horrified was Ye Tian's crazy sweep of antique art and his cruel behavior.

At this time, more than half an hour had passed since Ye Tian and the others arrived at this famous antique and junk market.

In this half an hour, Ye Tian has swept through seven or eight stalls selling antiques and art, as well as two small antique shops on the side of the street.

He took a total of three neglected and valuable antique works of art, which were carried by the two company employees who accompanied them.

At the entrance of the market, Bowie and two of his men have also entered the antique junk market, secretly cooperating with Ye Tian, ​​and began to sweep the antique junk market.

After more than half an hour, Ye Tian already understood this antique and second-hand goods market and adjusted his action strategy accordingly.

Compared to the flea market on the Berlin Wall that I visited yesterday, the antique flea market in Museum Island is much smaller, less than one-third of the former, but it is more professional and has more good things.

The stalls doing business here are basically antique works of art, and most of them are genuine.

From antique relics of ancient Greece and Rome to modern art, there is everything here, including valuable antique art.

However, the large and small antique dealers doing business here are basically professionals, or even half of the appraisal experts.

It is not easy to pick up leaks in this small and sophisticated antique flea market, and it is much harder than picking up leaks at the Berlin Wall flea market.

And this is one of the reasons why Ye Tian currently only harvests three antique artworks.

He has found a lot of valuable treasures, but it is a pity that most of the stall owners also know the goods and are very savvy. It is not easy to pick them up from them.

"Man, can I see this gilt bronze vase?"

Ye Tian said with a smile, pointing at a gilt bronze vase on the stall in front of him.

The stall owner looked at Ye Tian deeply, then looked at the vase, then smiled and nodded and said:

"Of course it's okay, Mr. Steven, please, and you'd better be careful. This is a rococo-style gilt bronze Mason porcelain vase, made in the late eighteenth century, which is somewhat worthwhile!"

Seeing the vendor's answer, Ye Tian immediately reached out and took the gilt bronze vase, gently placed it on the table in front of him, and carefully appreciated it.

At the same time, he also joked:

"Man, it seems that you are an expert and know the goods at your stall very well. It is impossible to pick up the leakage from you, but it is a blessing to be able to appreciate such a Mason porcelain!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Steven, compared with you, the world's top professional treasure hunter and antique art appraisal expert, my level of appraisal is simply not up to the table.”

The stall owner said politely, but his eyes were not without pride.

After thoroughly admiring the rococo-style gilt bronze vase in front of you~www.ltnovel.com~Ye Tian smiled again and said:

"Man, tell me about this gilt bronze vase. How did you get it? How much is this Mason porcelain vase worth? If the price is right, I don't mind including it in my bag as my own collection."

Hearing Ye Tian's words, the stall owner immediately looked at the decorated mason porcelain with magnificent magnificence again, and his eyes couldn't help but flashed with doubt.

Is my identification wrong? This gilt bronze vase is very valuable, so Steven, a greedy fellow, was moved by it and wanted to put this vase in his pocket!

If this is just an ordinary Mason porcelain vase, even if it was made in the late eighteenth century and is very beautiful, it will not impress Steven, a guy with a higher eye!

Thinking of this, the stall owner murmured in his heart, and he was not so confident about his appraisal conclusion.

And Ye Tian, ​​who was standing in front of the booth, always had a smile on his face. He couldn't see any abnormalities. He was not happy or sad!

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