"Thank you all for coming to support you today. Please take care of the places where you are not well-received."

At this moment, the voice of a middle-aged man rang in the hall.

Everyone who was still identifying stopped their actions and looked at the side where the sound was made.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a white suit and looking majestic, standing on the circular staircase leading to the second floor in the front of the hall.

While everyone was not paying attention, Yang Fan took off his gloves a little and leaned his skin against the "Steping Map". Although this painting was indeed unraveled, it could not be changed.

It has a history of more than 1,400 years.

Sure enough, when the skin touched the painting, a familiar warm current appeared on his hands, and then slowly flowed into his body. Not long after, it all rushed into his body and disappeared.

"Um."

Yang Fan, who was still enjoying it, suddenly groaned in slightest and quickly closed his eyes. At this time, he felt that tens of millions of steel needles were stabbing his eyes, not only stinging, but more

It feels like my entire eyeball is about to be broken.

"Yang Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Yutang, who had been by Yang Fan, was the first to find something wrong with Yang Fan and asked quickly. At this time, Yang Fan seemed to be enduring the pain in front of him, his face was ferocious, and even his body was trembling a little.

Fatty Huang, who was standing beside him, focused all his attention on the other person as soon as the middle-aged man appeared. His facial expression was a bit complicated and unpredictable.

After a long time, under Liu Yutang's concerned gaze, Yang Fan finally slowly returned to calm and his eyes slowly began to open.

"Yang Fan?"

Liu Yutang asked softly: "Why don't we leave and go to the hospital now?"

"No, I'm fine."

Yang Fan said softly, but was slightly surprised when he looked at Liu Yutang.

In Yang Fan's eyes, there was a fiery red light on Liu Yutang's eyebrows.

"What...what happened?"

Liu Yutang was startled by Yang Fan's eyes and asked quickly.

"fine."

Yang Fan suppressed the doubts in his heart, squeezed out a smile, then looked away, but found that under his eyes, there was a faint light between everyone present's eyebrows.

Some are the same fiery red as Liu Yutang, some are a yellow light, and others are white, black, and cyan.

Yang Fan didn't know what these colors mean, so he could only observe slowly, and finally his eyes were on the middle-aged man on the circular staircase.

The man's eyebrows were also red, but they were different from Liu Yutang's fiery red. If Yang Fan had to describe it, it was a blood color, a blood red!

It doesn’t require much understanding. Just looking at the charming, weird and peaceful violent emotions that make people feel like they are almost guessing that it is a murderous intent!

Yang Fan didn't understand, how could a person be so murderous?

The man kept chattering, and finally finished all the clichés. Others in the audience also applauded. Yang Fan glanced at Liu Yutang and asked softly:

"Cousin, who is this guy? Why is his appeal so strong?"

Liu Yutang looked at Yang Fan like a ghost, and then blinked for a while:

"Brother, aren't you? That's the protagonist today, Zhou Ye, the leader of this appreciation meeting! You can't even guess such an obvious identity?"

"Well……"

Yang Fan was speechless, just studying the light between those people's eyebrows. How could he have time to think about who he is?

After pausing for a while, Yang Fan suddenly realized that the "Steping Map" was taken out by this guy.

"No, this guy has a problem."

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes.

As the vice president of the Antiques Association, this guy took out a broken "Steping the Celestial Map" at the appreciation meeting he held, which was a bit unusual. Coupled with the violent blood-red light on his forehead, this guy has no problem.

That's weird.

After Zhou Ye finished speaking, other treasure appraisers who came to attend the meeting surrounded him and said polite words with Zhou Ye, but Zhou Ye made a few perfunctory words and walked through the crowd toward Yang Fan.

Come here.

Seeing Zhou Ye coming towards him, Fatty Huang was obviously excited and at a loss, and his obese body trembled slightly.

Just as he was about to find a place to escape, a powerful and warm palm suddenly fell on his back. Fatty Huang looked back and saw Yang Fan looking at him with a smile on his face.

Inexplicably, Fatty Huang calmed down, took a breath, and stood there watching Zhou Ye walking towards him.

However, Zhou Ye did not stop by him, and did not even look at him. He just acted as a stranger he had never seen before and skipped him directly.

Even Liu Yutang didn't take a look at him anymore, and walked straight to Yang Fan and asked:

"You are Yang Fan?"

"I am Yang Fan, are you Zhou Ye?"

Yang Fan asked back.

"Young people should not be too frivolous. This industry is too deep. You can't do anything recklessly with some ability."

A glimmer burst out from Zhou Ye's eyes. It was obvious that he had learned from others that what happened outside the manor just now, and that was to make Zhou Ziyang stand out.

"Can you call a young man if you are not frivolous? But I still have to thank Vice President Zhou for your advice."

Yang Fan smiled slightly. The vice president's "deputy" made him bite very hard, as if he was reminding Zhou Ye that you are just a vice president, and you can't cover it with your hands in this antique association.

The degree of heaven!

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. It was obvious that Yang Fan's words reached his sore spot. He was about to explode. The atmosphere in the entire hall was a little deeper, as if it was covered with a layer of clouds.

However, Zhou Ye did not explode, but suddenly smiled warmly, blowing all the clouds away like a spring breeze:

"Good boy, good, very good! The young man is so terrifying!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving behind Liu Yutang and Fatty Huang who were a little confused.

Yang Fan frowned, just now he noticed a black circular mark with a diameter of only three millimeters on the right side of Zhou Ye's chin.

If anyone else saw it, it was just a simple mole, but Yang Fan could see it clearly. It was not a mole, but a pattern that was condensed to the extreme!

Moreover, Yang Fan had seen this pattern before. He saw it on them when he was arresting two smugglers who smuggled cultural relics during the Xiang Kingdom!

It was a miniature Pixiu pattern!

Due to various problem addresses, please collect new addresses to avoid getting lost

The content of the web version of the chapter is slow, please download the Aiyue app to read the latest content

Please exit the transcoding page, please download the Aiyue app                                                                                                                        

Newly provides you with the fastest update of the god-level treasure appraiser, Chapter 123                                                                                                                   


Chapter completed!