Super Student's Three-realms Army

After all, people can't help stepping on each other's feet when they see such things as beating a wet dog.

What's more, the blue and white porcelain vase in Zhang Xiaofan's hand was bought for 100000 yuan at the lowest booth of the exchange meeting.

As a result, it is also more profound their disdain for Zhang Xiaofan!

After all, in the eyes of these people, if you don't have money to buy antiques, don't buy them.

Isn't it good to be honest and watch?

If you can't learn well, you have to learn from others.

Now it's all right. Have you been caught in the face with pigtails?

How can you step down now!

"Don't talk to me!"

Zhang Xiaofan impatiently directly interrupted Zhao Dekai with a wave. You're welcome, he said.

"A word!"

"If the antiques in my hand are real, what should you do?"

"Hum!"

"If you're a real antique, I'll give you my surname!"

Zhao Dekai spat on the ground. He was vicious and said.

"No, never!"

Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand and said.

"If, if I had your son."

"Well, all the ancestors of the eighteen generations in my hometown, Zhang family, have to climb out of the grave."

"Strangle me alive!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

All of a sudden, the onlookers could not help laughing.

Zhao Dekai's face is green and red, almost not by Zhang Xiaofan this words to gas directly fainted on the spot!

"Your mother sells them!"

"Little red guy, if your antique is genuine, I'll give you 10 million!"

With that, Zhao Dekai took out the checkbook from his handbag.

After signing directly on it, he slapped it on the table and said in a loud voice.

Zhao Dekai had spent 10 million on a Tang Sancai in the most high-end area of the auction before.

But who knows, I spent so much money.

In the end, when I got it to master Bai for identification, I found that what I bought was a fake.

It's really not mad at Zhao Dekai!

So, in Zhao Dekai's opinion.

He can't buy real antiques for 10 million.

How can Zhang Xiaofan buy real antiques for only 100000 yuan?

One hundred percent, I'm sure I'm a fake just like myself!

"Ha ha, good!"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed on his back, then pointed to his crotch with his hand and said.

"But I'll add another one."

"If my antique is real, you don't just have to get under my crotch."

"And learn to bark while drilling!"

"Damn... OK, I promise you!"

"But if your antique is fake."

"Then, you kowtow to me three times in public."

"Shout three times, grandfather, I'm wrong, grandson never dare again."

"How about gambling or not?"

Zhao Dekai sneered and said.

"No problem!"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.

Then he took the blue and white porcelain in his hand and strode directly towards Bai Shuren, who was surrounded by the stars and the moon.

"Hum, little redhead!"

"I'd like to see when you can still pretend to me!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was so confident, he went in the direction of treasure master Bai Shuren.

In Zhao Dekai's heart, he is more and more convinced that Zhang Xiaofan is bluffing.

If you want to be able to buy real antiques on the lowest level booth.

So, like him in the most high-end booth, people who still buy fake should be killed?