So, is that ancient painting real?

The big question mark appeared in Mr. Chris' mind, and he really didn't understand it.

According to Yan Wushuang's analysis, this should be another scam, but judging from Bao Daya and his reactions... it seems not that simple?

"Mr. Chris, that painting... seems to be Su Dongpo's."

Suddenly, another researcher who had been standing on one side lowered his voice and said to Chris.

Hearing this, Chris almost jumped up on the spot.

"What's it? Su Dongpo?"

Chris has been studying Chinese culture for almost half his life, so when he heard this name, he understood how unimaginable the value that the painting had if it was really Su Dongpo's.

"I'm not sure, but...it's very likely."

Continue, the researcher said.

Then, Chris felt a burst of anger in his chest.

Even if it is only possible, you should take it with all your strength, especially the wooden box was held in Yan Wushuang's hand just now, but this guy forced it to Shi Dali.

As for this, Chris looked at Yan Wushuang with cold eyes.

Just so happened that Teacher Yan finally recovered and got up from the ground.

"A group of barbarians! It's simply a group of barbarians! I saw through their tricks and actually hit people. This is a crime! This is a crime!"

A sharp voice sounded, and Yan Wushuang was obviously extremely angry, and even his voice was trembling.

Bang!

As a result, the next moment, Mr. Chris slapped him hard.

This time, Yan Wushuang fell to the ground again.

Half of my face had been swollen by a black beard before, but now the other side is swollen quickly.

Of course, compared to physical pain, what Teacher Yan really feels uncomfortable about is that hot heart.

Looking at Chris blankly, he couldn't believe what had just happened, so that tears in his eyes were filled with tears, and a trembling voice sounded from his mouth.

"You hit me! You actually hit me!"

That feeling of grievance made Teacher Yan look a little pitiful.

However, Chris didn't mean to be polite. He raised his leg and kicked him directly, but was stopped by the bodyguard next to him.

"Press you? I not only hit you, but I also want to kill you!"

"Mr. Chris, be calm! Be sure to be calm!"

"I'm calm down! Now I understand. This man named Yan must be a man from Bao Daya. For the first time, he was confident and deceived with me. In the second time, he said firmly that he could run away. The monk could not run away from the temple. Now it was him again! He gave Su Dongpo's painting to Bao Daya. What kind of bad luck did I have? He is such a broom star?"

The more I talked, the more I felt wronged, and Mr. Chris almost burst into tears.

Besides, Yan Wushuang was suddenly confused.

After a long time, Mr. Chris calmed down a little while watching the bodyguards comfort him, and then he carefully took a few steps forward.

"You just said Su Dongpo? What is Su Dongpo?"

In one sentence, Mr. Chris, who had finally relaxed his emotions, suddenly felt dark and fainted.

He felt that if he continued to stay awake, he might not be able to help but want to kill the old guy Yan Wushuang!

Therefore, it is better to be in a coma.

Seeing Chris fall into a coma, Yan Wushuang was stunned again.

He was stunned by Blackbeard before, but he really didn't know what happened to Su Dongpo. At this moment, he saw that Chris fainted again because of a problem, so he felt even more confused.

What exactly did Su Dongpo do?

...

Besides, Shi Dali and the others carefully protected the box, and the guy arrived at the airport gate.

After saying goodbye to Tosa and the others, they followed the group into the airport.

I found a secluded place to sit down, and almost everyone's eyes were carefully observing the surroundings.

At the same time, Bao Daya and Ma Wu and the others had already started to whisper.

"You're not mistaken? Is it really Su Dongpo's?"

"It should be true. I have done some research on this area. Although I just took a quick look, it is probably true."

"I sent it, I really sent it!"

The two of them became more and more excited as they talked. They actually pressed their hands on the wooden box together, as if they were worried that the thing would fly away out of thin air.

In the end, their eyes were aimed at Shi Dali again.

"So, your master is really..."

Telling the truth, this is a heartfelt question from the two people.

There is no doubt that Shi Dali must have never seen that old man before, but just through a pottery figurine, he confirmed that there was such a person.

Then, he followed the clues and found the wooden box.

Then, there was an ancient painting inside the interlayer of the wooden box. He also knew about this kind of thing?

Unbelievable, incredible!

"Who will I be anxious with if anyone talks about this?"

With a wave of his hand, Teacher Shi was quite depressed.

Why do everyone like to play with this?

"Okay, let's go back to Beijing first. I will contact the experts there immediately and make an appraisal immediately after I go back. If this painting is real, maybe we have another trump card to win before the exhibition begins."

Standing up, Bao Daya waved his hand excitedly, and did not continue to worry about the issue with Teacher Shi about his master.

In this way, everyone was about to board the plane and leave.

It happened that this was also at this time. Teacher Shi touched his trouser pocket and was stunned.

here we go again!

I came up with a card when I got on the plane before, and a hijacking incident followed.

Now the same thing has come again, who knows what will happen?

But with a tough heart, Teacher Shi still looked at the new task card.

After seeing the handwriting on it clearly, Shi Dali felt his head roar.

Tell the truth, after having this pocket on your body, the tasks that Teacher Shi has seen can be regarded as strange and strange!

But at this moment, the content on this task card has refreshed his cognition again.

Within fifteen days, put Louis' fat wife into her pocket!

Looking at the lines of words, Teacher Shi thought about it for thirty seconds but couldn't nod.

So, who is Louis?

Who is his fat wife?

What kind of hatred is it? What kind of hatred is it?

Do you want to stuff someone’s wife into your pocket?

Besides, fat wife... how fat is fat wife?

Can I put it in my pocket?

Of course, the most important question... Even if it is a fat wife, she is also a wife!

Will this man named Louis promise to do such an irrespectful thing?

What should I do if someone doesn't agree?
Chapter completed!