Chapter 754: Bloody Battle on the Streets of Red Square

Liu Guangtian did not hesitate at all and said directly, "One hundred and twenty thousand is no problem, but we only brought seventy thousand with us; take it as a deposit for now. I must take the bottle so our Boss behind the scenes can also take a look."

Wang Gui shook his head like a rattle-drum: "No way. If you take the item away and don't come back, where am I supposed to find you?"

Liu Guangtian pointed to the imported Yamaha motorcycle nearby: "This bike was bought for over twenty thousand, take it as collateral. We are going to take a car back now to scrape together the money, but this bottle must be taken."

Wang Gui simply would not budge.

Wang Hui hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Brother Wang Gui, the motorcycle is worth twenty thousand, and they are giving you another seventy thousand in cash, which adds up to ninety thousand; it's only thirty thousand short of the twelve thousand you want. You've dealt with each other several times, and I don't think the brothers Guangtian and Guangfu look like scammers."

Wang Gui pondered for a long time and finally relented: "Fine. But you have to teach me how to ride this motorcycle. I need to go to the bank in the county to deposit the money; I don't feel safe having so much money at home."

Liu Guangtian understood this request; it is indeed not safe to let a farmer keep so much money at home.

He taught Wang Gui how to operate it hand-in-hand.

Wang Gui had driven a Tractor before, so he learned how to ride it after practicing for a while.

Liu Guangtian then asked Wang Hui to go to the town to call a car to take them back to Si Jiu Cheng.

In the car, Liu Guangtian could not hide his excitement: "Once, Xu Damao took me to Rong Bao Zhai to see something similar; he said that very few of these have been passed down. This time, we've really picked up a massive bargain."

Liu Guangfu added: "Big Brother, once we make money this time, let's buy a courtyard too. Even Yan Jiekuang has bought a house; let's not keep renting."

"No problem, and when the time comes, we'll each take a wife," Liu Guangtian said happily.

Over an hour later, the car drove into Panjiayuan.

Like someone presenting a treasure, Liu Guangtian respectfully handed the rosewood box to Xu Damao.

As soon as Xu Damao saw the rosewood box, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

He slowly opened the box, carefully took out the porcelain bottle, and held a magnifying glass to examine the bottom and the body of the bottle repeatedly, looking it over for a long time until sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

He said with a sullen face: "Liu Guangtian, how much money did you spend on this bottle?"

"One hundred and twenty thousand!" Liu Guangtian blurted out.

Xu Damao suddenly widened his eyes and cursed on the spot: "Liu Guangtian, you have too much nerve! Do you have the ability to spend over a hundred thousand?"

Liu Guangtian was stunned by the scolding on the spot, and he stiffened his neck, unconvinced: "Brother Mao, there doesn't seem to be any problem with this porcelain."

"Bullshit! You dare to say that with your little bit of appraisal skill? Let's go, to Rong Bao Zhai, and let the old master take a look!"

Damao let Liu Guangtian carry the rosewood box, and they hurried to Rong Bao Zhai.

Xu Damao found an old master he was familiar with, quietly slipped him twenty yuan, and said with a smile: "Fu Lao, please take a look at this item for us."

Fu Lao picked up the bottle and only glanced at the bottom before saying indifferently: "This is a high-quality imitation produced in Jingdezhen in the early days of the founding of the country. A group of old masters made them back then, and the craftsmanship is not bad, but as it stands now, it's worth over two thousand yuan."

Liu Guangtian was instantly dumbfounded, his voice changing in his anxiety: "Damao, how is this possible? Wang Gui said it was a family heirloom, that it came out of the palace, and had been buried underground for nearly thirty years; how could it be fake?"

Xu Damao thanked Fu Lao and pulled the Liu brothers out.

As they walked, he said in a deep voice: "Liu Guangtian, you've been set up. The two items before were all bait thrown to you on purpose to get you hooked. You calculate it; those added together aren't enough to cover the loss of this one piece."

Liu Guangfu was still unconvinced: "That Wang Gui looks like an honest, simple farmer; how could he play such tricks?"

Xu Damao sneered: "I told you long ago, the people in that place are very shrewd; even I have been fooled! When I was young and ignorant, I spent a lot of money to collect two bronze pieces, but they turned out to be fake, and I got a beating from my Siqiang when I got back."

Liu Guangfu remained stubborn: "But his shabby appearance, he doesn't look like someone who could set a trap at all!"

Xu Damao looked at him: "When you entered the village today, did you feel anything was wrong?"

Liu Guangtian recalled for a moment and said: "We know someone in the village named Wang Hui; he said two antique dealers went to him last night to buy things, but he didn't sell."

Xu Damao cursed on the spot: "That Wang Gui was setting you up from start to finish, just to fleece you for a fortune!"

Liu Guangtian still refused to accept reality: "He doesn't look like it..."

"Let's go, I'll drive, we'll go over together and try our best to get the money back!" Xu Damao decided decisively.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu immediately followed, bringing along three Bodyguards, and the group rushed straight to Tongzhou Wang Family Village.

Upon arriving at the village and seeing Wang Hui, the other party immediately greeted them with a smile: "Guangtian, Guangfu, you're back? Did you scrape together the money?"

Liu Guangtian was anxious and angry: "Where is Wang Gui? Where did he go?"

Wang Hui looked blank: "This guy is also strange; after learning to ride the motorcycle, he kept circling the village, and once he got used to it, he said he was going to the city to buy some things, and he just rode off."

Xu Damao's face turned pale instantly, and he said to Liu Guangtian in a deep voice: "It's over, you were truly scammed; he won't be coming back."

Wang Hui was stunned and looked at Xu Damao: "This brother, what do you mean by that?"

Xu Damao stared at him fixedly: "Are you part of this scam?"

Wang Hui's eyes widened, and he got anxious on the spot: "What nonsense are you talking about? What scam? I don't understand!"

Liu Guangtian suppressed his anger and patted his shoulder: "Wang Gui is most likely not coming back. Tell me, what did those two antique dealers yesterday look like?"

Wang Hui recalled carefully and said: "Those two weren't old, they were quite young, and they were wearing sunglasses."

Xu Damao's eyes turned cold, and his heart skipped a beat.

He knew clearly that while this money was nominally Liu Guangtian's loss, in reality, it was all his money. If it couldn't be recovered, he would be the one losing out in the end.

"No matter what, let's go watch his house first. If he doesn't return tonight, then he's definitely run off."

Liu Guangtian still held a glimmer of hope: "Fine, I want to see where he can run to!"

Xu Damao asked again: "Who else is in his family?"

Wang Hui thought for a moment and said: "He has two sons, but they haven't been back for many years."

Xu Damao looked at Wang Hui suspiciously: "Could those two antique dealers you mentioned yesterday be his two sons?"

Wang Hui pondered for a long time and shook his head: "Impossible. Those two had long faces, and Wang Gui has a square face; they don't look alike at all. Besides, I know both of his sons; they couldn't fool me."

Meanwhile, in Moscow.

The Bald Party around Red Square had suddenly lost over forty people, and that was just their peripheral force; the real big boss was named Yuri, and he had hundreds of people under him.

After not seeing Boris and his group return for two consecutive days, Yuri called a subordinate to his side and asked in a deep voice: "Where did Boris and those people go? How is the matter I sent them to collect the debt on going?"

Peter hurriedly replied: "Two days ago, he was called away by a Chinese man named Liu Ye, saying it was to handle some trouble."

Yuri frowned: "Go investigate and see if they have run into trouble. They have never had a record of not returning for a day and a night."

Peter walked out quickly to investigate.

On the other side, He Zheng followed Xiao Du to inspect the burned warehouse, clarify the specific losses, and discuss follow-up handling methods.

He negotiated breach-of-contract penalties with the clients one by one, and only after holding several meetings repeatedly was the compensation plan finally settled.

After some calculations, the losses for Global Company actually exceeded one million.

He Zheng's mood hit rock bottom; the money he had earned all of last year had been burned away by this single fire.

He looked at Ivan and said, "Our business here is finished. You should head to Yugoslavia and set off quickly."

Ivan nodded, "Fine, then I will leave tomorrow night."

Yi Xiaotian rubbed his stomach and laughed, "Let's go eat; I'm starving."

An employee of Northern Company took over the conversation, "I know a place near Red Square called 'Canteen No. 57'; their herring salad, Russian dumplings, braised oxtail, and borscht are all quite authentic, and the prices aren't expensive either."

He Zheng nodded, "Good, then you lead the way."

Several people boarded a minibus and slowly drove toward the direction of Red Square.

He Yuzhu, dressed in leather jacket and leather pants, rode a motorcycle, following closely behind at a distance.

Inside the canteen, more than a dozen people enjoyed a warm, hearty meal.

Just as they were preparing to get into the car and leave, a truck suddenly came rushing over at breakneck speed!

Before He Zheng and his group could even get into the car, over twenty people jumped down from the truck, each holding clubs, and charged toward them fiercely without a word.

Qin Tianzhen screamed in fright, Yi Xiaotian trembled all over, and He Zheng's face darkened as his hand gripped tightly onto the handle of his Type 54 Pistol.

Just at this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out!

Facing that group of fierce and menacing thugs, this person did not retreat, but instead, his footsteps grew faster and faster.

He Zheng's eyes widened; he realized that the person who had rushed over was his father, and he felt both afraid and excited.

Today, he was finally going to witness his father's true abilities with his own eyes, no longer just hearing about them in legends. But he was also afraid his father might get hurt.