Tang Luo smiled contemptuously.

"I'll let you have both hands, do you believe it?"

“…”

The stall owner was furious and turned around and took a steel pipe from the car.

"Boy, have you heard a saying? Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents!"

"Murdering parents? If your parents knew you were cheating, they would probably want to shoot you on the wall!"

Tang Luo sneered.

"Damn, you're looking for death!"

The stall owner raised the iron stick and started to do it.

"Slow down!"

The old man stopped the stall owner.

"What is this to do? Everyone makes money with peace!"

The stall owner looked at the old man, lowered his hand holding the iron rod, and glared at Tang Luo with anger.

"This gentleman, this is a plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. It is worth a lot, and it is really not much for 800,000."

The old man looked at Tang Luo and said.

"The plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty? Who said it?"

Tang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

“I said it.”

"What a f*cking thing about it! You said the official kiln of the Song Dynasty is the official kiln of the Song Dynasty? Why don't you say that this is Qin Shihuang's urinal? Do you think your mouth is a god's mouth? Whatever you say is what?"

Tang Luo said angrily.

"Xiao Tang, isn't this a plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Yuefang also reacted and asked hurriedly.

"Haha, the plum vase is a plum vase. As for whether it is from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, it's hard to say."

Tang Luo grinned and said.

When Zhao Yuefang heard Tang Luo's words, his face changed.

"Sister Zhao, you have been cheated. They are in the same group."

Tang Luo pointed to the stall owner and the old man and said.

"What? They're in the same gang?"

Zhao Yuefang widened her eyes and looked at the old man and the stall owner with an ugly face.

"Well, a bunch of them, they're acting from beginning to end."
Chapter completed!