World Tibet Bureau

My heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly.

Mr. Xu has such a high opinion of me.

I don't know what the relationship between Mr. Xu and Ma Ping is.

The so-called pushing people.

It specifically refers to introducing you to a more powerful character. You can take him into your pocket for your own use, or as a friend relationship to help and communicate with each other.

Judging from Ma Ping's speech just now.

A person who can surpass Xu Lao and Ma Ping originally invited Xu Lao to appraise a treasure.

Mr. Xu didn't come by himself, and pushed me over along the way.

The purpose of Mr. Xu's move is very obvious.

He intended for me to impress Ma Ping by showing my treasure-appreciating skills, and get on the line with her.

Old rivers and lakes do things.

Authentic and calm.

After listening to Mr. Cui's words, Ma Ping's expression changed slightly, she looked me up and down a few times, and asked, "Which one is the attack?"

I replied: "I understand a little bit."

There are four major categories of antiques, calligraphy and painting, ceramics, jade, and miscellaneous items.

Most people will only attack one of the major items, or even attack a certain category of the major items.Some people spend their whole life, but still can't penetrate a small item in a big item.

For example, for those who play miscellaneous items, he specializes in lacquerware, and he knows but cannot be said to be particularly proficient in other miscellaneous items.

Therefore, when others ask him which one to focus on, he will say modestly, "know a little about lacquerware".

If you answer "know a little about miscellaneous things", then you have already counted everyone.

You have to say that the four major items "understand a little bit".

Or brain flooded.

Either the ability is really irreversible.

I am neither.

It is entirely a kind of self-confidence.

Such confidence.

It's not self-confidence in one's own ability, but the foil from Jinling's garbage peers.

Especially after the World War I.

I found that the Jinling Antique Store, Sifangzhai, Yingqingge, Baoguxuan, etc., are just mediocre.

of course.

The true strength of Mr. Xu has not yet been found out.

I beat him.

A little bit of luck.

But no matter what, if I can't identify it, the Jinling antique world will almost be wiped out.

So I dare to say this in front of Ma Ping.

As soon as this word comes out.

Ma Ping's eyes widened immediately.

Afterwards, she cursed: "Damn! This is a heifer doing handstand, so awesome?!"

I:"……"

Seeing that I didn't say a word, Ma Ping became interested in me instead, and asked again: "Are you planning to enter the game?"

Entering the game is to let Ma Ping take it into her pocket and start to follow her.

If Sister Jiu'er knows that I'm here to play the gong.

She will definitely destroy me.

Or the one with no bones left.

For a person like Ma Ping, Ting Po Tian just makes friends and uses them for me.

I replied: "I'm not interested in joining the game, come to make friends."

When Ma Ping heard this, she suddenly burst out laughing.

She laughed until the lumps on her chest trembled.

After laughing, Ma Ping said: "You have a strong tone! Let's see if you have the ability."

Since then.

She took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Get the venue ready."

Finish this sentence.

Ma Ping took another cigarette in her mouth and returned to her seat to play mahjong.

Seeing this, Mr. Cui gave me a sorry smile.

I do not mind.

Before you showed your real strength, Ma Ping's attitude had already given Elder Xu face and was very polite.

I'm a little bored.

I looked around the place.

This is the first time for me to come to an underground casino like this, so I am inevitably curious.

I've found that they play really big.

Cards are played between dice rolls.

Tens of thousands of dollars are gone in one to two minutes.

But gambling, an activity purely for money, does not arouse any interest in me.

I like to play with people.

After ten minutes.

Ma Ping finished playing a round of mahjong, answered the phone, got up and walked towards us.

to us.

Ma Ping waved and said, "Come up with me!"

A group of people began to walk up.

The three-story building even has an elevator.

The elevator went to the third floor.

Ma Ping started to lead us up the stairs to the terrace on the roof.

But Mr. Cui stopped in his tracks and said, "Mr. Su, I'll wait here. Call me if you need anything."

I nodded and continued to follow Ma Ping to the big terrace on the roof.

After going up.

My temples twitched slightly.

There is a sunshade on the large terrace.

There were a dozen bodyguards standing on both sides of the terrace, and they bowed in unison and said, "Hello, Miss Ping!"

In the middle of the terrace.

Two large pots were placed.

Inside the cauldron was a red-hot charcoal fire.

There were also five or six barbed steel knives inside the charcoal fire.

The steel blade had been burnt red at this moment.

The key is.

Right above the two cauldrons, there is a person hanging in the air respectively.

The two men were covered in bruises, and all their clothes were stripped off, leaving only a pair of big boxy underpants.

Their hands were tied together with rope.

The rope that tied the hands went up more than ten centimeters, and each was tied with a porcelain vase. The rope went around the neck of the porcelain bottle, and then extended upwards for more than twenty centimeters, and was tied to a thick iron rod on top.

Two porcelain vases.

Shape, color, workmanship.

The same.

Some bodyguards had already brought Ma Ping a chair.

Ma Ping sat on the chair, raised her legs, held a lady's thin cigarette in her hand, and said, "Since you are here to make friends today, let's open the skylight and speak honestly. I have a lot of business, and the business in the antique circle is also very big, but I I don’t show up often, so few of you know me.”

"These two people are both burden soldiers. Their luck was bad. They cheated and cheated me. I asked someone to invite them to drink a few cups of tea. No, they are now in this dead state."

"One of the porcelain vases hanging above their heads is real and the other is fake. I want to see your skills. How do you see it? You stand ten meters away and distinguish the authenticity of the two porcelain vases. Come out After drawing conclusions, there are tools on the table next to you, you can use them all, destroy the fake one with tools in the past, and our friend will make it.”

"Among the two, the one with the real porcelain vase on his head and the one who didn't drop the hot pot will be considered alive today. Of course, if you don't want to, you can turn your head and leave now. According to the rules, you have to leave something behind , but you were pushed by Mr. Xu, so this rule will be exempted."

I turned to look at the table next to me.

There are three things on the table.

Shotguns, axes, hammers.

What Sister Ping meant was to let me see the authenticity of the two identical porcelain vases, and use those three powerful tools to destroy the porcelain vases.

It is a test of my eyesight to distinguish the authenticity of the porcelain vase from a distance of ten meters.

Once the porcelain vase is destroyed, they will definitely fall into the big hot pot, and they will either die or be seriously injured. Look at me.

Bao Baojun lied to her, which led to such an end. I made friends with her, and if she cheated, I implied the same end. Let me resist the pressure.

Cruel and brutal!

I asked coldly: "Friends come and go. You can test me, but if I succeed, what do you say?"

Sister Ping laughed when she heard this.

She puffed out a puff of smoke ring: "Wow! It's interesting! If you want to succeed, I, Ma Ping, have always said that if you need it, you will go through fire and water and do whatever you want!"

I nodded and asked, "Okay. Can everything on the stage be used?"

Sister Ping snorted coldly, and replied: "Fuck! It's really long-winded, just use it!"

these three things.

No matter which one is used, it can destroy the porcelain bottle in an instant.

It will inevitably kill and maim a person.

Ma Ping was kind of asking me to hand in the voter certificate.

This is not what I want.

I took two steps forward and said, "Sister Ping, don't blink."