Vol 4 Chapter 401: Seven

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Chapter 401, Seven Musts
Wei Weiwen frowned slightly and silenced for a moment. He knows that if he doesn't help, Ye Qian will definitely preach out the things of himself and the nanny, and he will be defeated. However, if you help yourself, if things are exposed, you will be defeated, and this is against your own purposes.
"Don't ask Mr. how to call it?" asked Wei Weiwen.
"Yu surname Ye, Ye Qian, modest modesty!" Ye Qian said with a smile. This seems to have become a unique introduction to Ye Qian. Every time he said modest modesty, it made people feel that he was not modest. However, it is not important to be modest and modest. Ye Qian did not think about letting others say that they are modest.
Yan Weiwen was shocked, but he was born and raised in the city of sh, and he has been staying in the city of sh. He still has some understanding of the situation in the city of sh. Ye Qian’s sudden emergence of the army, the Qingbang and Hongmen conquered in one fell swoop, and defeated the Dongxiang Group, making the Haotian Group vigorously in the sh city, hoping that the fund will be more than one. For such a person, long-awaited in the sh city, Wei Weiwen may not know, but he did not expect such a character to find himself. What he didn't understand was that people like Ye Qian should not bother to use this method to swindle money? Even if the fire is so precious, it won't be worth much. The annual income of a Haotian Group is an astronomical figure. Why do you have to make this money?
"Long-awaited name, it is not as famous as meeting. I didn't expect Mr. Ye to do such a trick." Wei Weiwen said with a disdain.
Ye Qian slightly stunned, guessing that Wei Weiwen had misunderstood, and then he smiled and said: "I want to always misunderstand. Really fire is already in my hands, I just want to let the old man At the time of the auction, I identified the fake fire that I prepared. Really, I will shoot it at a high price. In this way, I will not have any influence on the reputation of the old man. ""
In fact, Ye Qian is very clear. Although the people have been solved, there are still many people who have a glimpse of the fire. He just wants to use a fake to divert attention. When you play a trick at random, let people rob the fire, you can plant it and divert attention.
Yan Weiwen is even more confused. He can't understand what Ye Qian is doing. He looks at Ye Qian and asks: "Since Mr. Ye has a heart to collect the fire, why bother to get a fake? You are Is it true that the auction is taken directly at the auction?
"Ah, this naturally has my reason." Ye Qian said, "I just want to let the old man do a favor. I believe that the old man will not let me down."
Yan Weiwen’s mouth twitched a few times and said:
Even if I help you, it’s useless. The appraisers at the auction are not the only ones. And the fake fire can be seen by people with a little bit of eyesight. come out."
"You don't have to worry about this old man. I believe that I have been doing this in the antiques for so long. I also know that there are still things in the world that can be faked." Ye Qian said.
Yan Weiwen was shocked. Indeed, in the line of antiques, there is something that can be faked, and the most proficient in this way is the past. "Unless it is made by Confucius, other antique appraisers will be able to see it." Wei Weiwen said.
"When the old man said that he promised to help, then Yemou once again thanked him." Ye Qiang smiled and said, "Fake fires, the boss can be assured, I will go to discuss with other antique appraisers. Negotiating." Ye Qian still has to be fully prepared if he has not yet determined whether the fake fire made by Kong Tong can be so powerful. First of all, I got a few antique appraisers at that time. As for others, I can completely ignore them. After all, no one has ever seen the fire, and I don’t know what the true and false looks like. Antique appraisers are only relying on their own expertise to check the age of the fire, to determine the true and false.
"Mr. Ye is a person with a head and a face. I believe that Mr. Ye will be a person who keeps his promise. If Mr. Ye can't take the fire, then I am sorry." Wei Weiwen said.
Ye Qian frowned slightly, always only threatening others, no one threatened himself. Although Ye Qian will abide by his own promises, he cannot tolerate such threats. There was a killing in the eyes, and Ye Qian smiled coldly and said: "The old man seems to be too tall to look at himself. In fact, there is a simpler way to do this. As long as the old man disappears, I believe the same. The same effect can be achieved."
"Hey, are you threatening me? Since Mr. Ye said so, I am sorry, I really want to see how you let me disappear." Wei Weiwen said angrily. Ouyang Tianqing said that he is an old man who is not dead, old and stubborn. It is really true that he has promised to help, and why bother to care about those.
"I always have people with status and status, and people with children. I believe that old people can not be afraid of death, but death often does not solve the problem." Ye Qian said with a sneer, "Death can be for some people. Freedom, but it may not be for the old man. After you die, you will be ruined, your children will be reviled, and even your grave will be opened. Or, you look at your loved ones. They died in front of themselves."
"I tell you, the people who threatened me have gone, but I still sit here very well. Although I have no rights, but with my relationship, no one in Shan City has dared to move me." Full of anger, said sharply. What he said is also true. With his relationship, there are not many people who dare to move him.
"Hey old is very confident, huh, I like people who are confident." Ye Qian said with a slight smile. "But for me, killing is just a game. I don't believe it, even if everyone knows it is me." Killing you, no one dares to move me?"
Yan Weiwen couldn't help but watch Ye Qian, the confident eyes didn't seem to be telling lies, and they couldn't help but secretly swallowed a slobber. Ye Qian didn't talk, just looked at him quietly, and the knife-like eyes were drawn on him little by little, as if to pierce his body.
Ye Qianben didn't want to threaten him so much. After all, this old man is not a bad person. At most, he has a problem with his personal style. If it isn't for Wei Weiwen to say that, Ye Qian will not choose to do this. If things are done, there is no need to spend more money on unnecessary things.
After all, Yan Weiwen knows too little about Ye Qian's affairs, just under the appearance of business. As for the fact that it was the acceptance of Hongmen and Qingbang, it was only speculation that Ye Qian defeated their industries. Today, I am afraid that it is not fake. Yan Weiwen does have a huge relationship, but there are many people who don’t want to die in this era. Ye Qian can find a little punk to kill himself. At the age of Wei Weiwen, death was not terrible for him, but now he is in the second spring, he really does not want to die. What's more, he still has children, and he does not want to make his children unable to look up because of themselves.
Poor parents in the world!
Ye Qian’s brow wrinkled, floating a smile of evil spirits, bleeding from his arms, and said: "Since the old man is dying, then I will fulfill you."
"Wait!" Yan Weiwen hurriedly waved to stop Ye Qian, and his eyes suddenly burst into the light of the bursts, as if they saw a pile of gold. The hands could not help but tremble, grabbed Ye Qian’s hand and stared at the blood in his hand, excitedly saying: "This... Where did you come from this dagger?"
Yan Weiwen’s expression was a shock to Ye Qian’s, but it’s really a strange temper, and he thought about antiques instead of his own life.
Is it old?
Ye Qian paused and asked.
"Ah, if I didn't guess wrong, it should be a seven-knife!" said Wei Weiwen.
What is seven? Loyalty, filial piety, loyalty, desperation, unrequited love, perfect color, absolutely unbelievable!
Ye Qian looked at Wei Weiwen stunnedly. He didn't understand when the blood wave had such a name. He asked strangely: "Seven knives? Isn't it? Its knife body clearly says blood waves!"
"I will not misread, it is a seven-knife, that is, seven knives. Despair, filial piety, loyalty, desperation, unrequited love, perfect color, absolutely unbelievable!" Wei Weiwen said tremblingly, "This can be said to be a magic knife." The blade is like a wave. It is because when the knife is cast, the knifesmith kills his wife and children and burns their blood into the casting knife. When the sword is finished, the knife cutter is in the knife. The body was hit with the word blood, and then opened with his own blood and committed suicide."
Ye Qian couldn’t help but shuddered, so crazy, the master of the knife. All along, Ye Qian is also very curious about the origins of blood waves, but also asked some people, but no one can talk about the bleeding wave, only know that this knife is very powerful, sheet metal broken silver, blown hair, knife over No traces! Unexpectedly, Yan Weiwen turned out to be the origin of the bleeding wave. Looking at his arrogant appearance, Ye Qian could not help but believe that what he said was true. He immediately came to listen and continued to listen.
"When the old man knows its origins, can you elaborate on it?" Ye Qian said.
"You tell me first, where did you get the knife?" asked Wei Weiwen.
After a pause, Ye Qian said: "It is no problem to tell you. This is my brother who stole it from the British Museum at the cost of one arm."
"Yes, yes, it must be it." Wei Weiwen said excitedly. "When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, most of the treasures in the Yuanmingyuan were stolen. These seven knives must have been stolen at that time."