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"Don't come over!! Otherwise... I'll burn this painting! I'm serious! Don't come over!!"

At this time, the staff was alarmed. More than a dozen security guards from the [Song Dynasty Hotel] were already rushing in with sticks and gathering in front of an exhibition area.

The security guards surrounded the floor, and the guests stopped and watched the outside.

"That's a national treasure [Secret residence by the lake]! Be careful, don't break it!" An old man with a cane shouted in pain at this time, "Let go! Li Dongnan! What are you doing! Put down the painting quickly! You are crazy!!"

"Don't come here!"

I saw a man with a panic look, holding up an ancient painting at this time, and the kerosene lighter in his hand had been lit... There were piles of broken glass on the ground, and a ritual lady who should have stood next to the ancient painting was curled up on the ground, with another deep wound on her arm.

The etiquette lady seemed to be frightened and was already crying and pretending to be in a pretentious manner.

"You are not things! This painting is ours! Ours!" The man holding the painting said hissing: "What should I put it here for auction! Why do we have to buy our things ourselves!"

"Sir, you misunderstood! This time it is a charity auction. We will donate all the money we received to the museum in [Qilin City]!" The Dadao Temple Consortium quickly persuaded the man who came out to deliver a speech: "We are here with sincerity this time. Please calm down and don't hurt this work no matter what!"

"Fuck, you are so kind! Go quickly!" The man... Li Dongnan instantly brought the lighter closer.

Suddenly there was a chilling scream.

Even if this painting is damaged a little, it is an irreparable loss.

When Song Ying arrived, she saw this stalemate scene... Miss Ying, who was having a headache for the inexplicable disappearance of Yukara, felt her head exploded now.

Did she not read the almanac or did she not win when she went out today?

"What's the situation?" Miss Sakura's voice was a little dry and smoked.

The manager of the venue quickly said, "The man seemed to be named Li Dongnan. A famous painter in this city entered the venue with the Chinese Painting Association... But for some reason, he suddenly came up and grabbed the painting, and then it went like this. It seemed like... lost his heart?"

"What are you doing?" Song Ying frowned immediately.

The venue manager was almost drying the bitter melon, "This... we all checked before entering the venue, and we would not be allowed to do so without an invitation list. Who knew that this guy suddenly..."

Song Ying waved her hand and signaled her to stop her mouth. At the same time, she turned her head and whispered to the female assistant: "Call Brother Xiong."

"Miss, I'm here!"

Then he saw that the security leader, Brother Xiong, pushed the person away and walked quickly to Song Ying.

Song Ying nodded and covered her mouth to Brother Xiong's ear, "How is it, are you sure?"

"Leave it to me." Brother Xiong nodded, and with the palm of his hand, the knife with Hongying slid directly from his cuff to his palm. "I will ruin him if you dare to make trouble here!"

Song Ying frowned, "Don't hurt anyone!"

Brother Xiong was stunned for a moment, his evil aura suddenly restrained a little and nodded.

The palm suddenly swung out, and the red tassel flew to the air and shot directly... There was no true qi and magic power, it was simply the strength of the wrist, and the peak of skills!

Only then did Li Dongnan scream suddenly, the kerosene lighter in his hand had been knocked down, and a bloody mark appeared on the back of his hand!

Taking advantage of this moment, Brother Xiong threw another wine glass out and hit Li Dongnan's head. The wine glass broke and Li Dongnan instinctively hugged his head and screamed.

Seeing this, the security guards around rushed out instantly, and pressed Li Dongnan directly to the ground in a few strokes.

"draw!"

The representative of the Dadao Temple Consortium rushed over at this time, picked up the ancient painting, and then he felt relieved and collapsed on the ground.

...

Click!

In the crowd, Zi Ling's mother instantly captured this scene, and everyone's expressions were different, just like a Ukiyo-e painting.
Chapter completed!