Woman, it only affects the speed at which I draw my sword

After Su Chen was released, the blindfold was also taken off, and what came into view was a villa with a row of people standing neatly beside it, and Mr. Meng was playing with antiques there.

Seeing that Su Chen was free, Old Meng not far away greeted Su Chen with a smile.

I thought to myself what the old guy was trying to do, while he was forced to bring himself here, and now he treats Su Chen as a guest like a normal person.

It stands to reason that they discovered their secret. According to Meng Lao's urinating nature, he should kill them directly to prevent future troubles, but it seems that he has no intention of doing so.

"Old Meng tried his best to bring me here. I don't think it's as simple as inviting me to drink tea and appreciate treasures?"

Su Chen shrugged his shoulders and observed the layout of the villa clearly, because he was surrounded by Lao Meng's people, and there were many powerful characters in them based on their faces.

It should be no problem to escape through the blessing of the system, but it is definitely not that easy to do. You can only admit your weakness first, find a good opportunity, and then find a way to get out.

Besides, there is a tracker installed in Su Chen's shoes, I believe Zhang Shuo and the others will find it soon.

"At my age, it's really not easy to invite you young people over here."

"Stop standing there, come in and take a look at this painting. I've been looking at it for a long time. It's an authentic work of a celebrity. I won't give it to others if they want to see it."

Old Meng greeted him with a smile, and came over to take Su Chen into the villa in person.

"Take off your shoes, it's too dirty outside and gets dirty easily."

Mr. Meng winked at the people around him, and immediately someone came over and held Su Chen down, took off his shoes, and then found a new pair of slippers for Su Chen to put on.

However, Su Chen's shoes were taken out by these people. Just now, he was glad to have a tracker, but now it is fine, and the tracker is gone. Now it is equivalent to Su Chen having to face this devil alone in a short time.

"Old Meng's house is really grand, it looks like I have concealed a lot."

Su Chen looked at the villa casually, and had to say that the inside was really luxurious, it had everything it should have, and Mr. Meng didn't have it. Is this a family of ordinary antique lovers?
Is it too unrealistic to make a fortune just by treating this as a hobby?

"I'm also treating the person in the same way as the person. Besides, don't you know it all?"

There was something in Meng Lao's words, but he didn't say it clearly, Su Chen thought that he was not in danger yet.

Since Mr. Meng didn't directly explain it, it proved that he didn't want to break up completely, and he still had a little room for Su Chen.

His eyes were slack, and he showed a look that nothing could escape his eyes. Old Meng is definitely a double-faced character. Although he is still kind, if something is wrong, it is not impossible to change his face suddenly.

Su Chen couldn't act rashly now, so he had to submit obediently, put on the slippers he had prepared beforehand, and then walked in.

He came to a huge desk with a painting that was different in size from the desk.

This is a landscape painting, indeed it was made by a celebrity, but Su Chen looked at this painting and it seems that it is not very old, although the paper is slightly yellowed.

Moreover, there is not much difference between the painting and the real one, even some experts may be misled, but I did not expect that Mr. Meng was also misled, mistakenly thinking that this is an authentic one.

Su Chen stretched out two fingers to test the paper, and sure enough, the paper is indeed old, but the brush and ink on it are full of modern painting style.

"Old Meng doesn't think this is really the authentic work, does he?"

Su Chen had ulterior motives, and wanted to find out Meng Lao's character through this painting. For a person who is obsessed with antiques, once someone rejects what he likes, his temperament will definitely change drastically.

And this kind of time is also the best time for Su Chen to take action. To capture the thief, first capture the king. As long as Meng Lao is caught, these people will not dare to do anything to Su Chen.

"What does Su Chen mean? Are you trying to say that this painting is fake, and that I misread it?"

Sure enough, when Su Chen said that sentence, Mr. Meng was stunned for a second, then asked Su Chen back, looking at Su Chen, hoping to give him a satisfactory answer.

Seeing Lao Meng taking the bait, Su Chen is of course happy, and it would be best to provoke him now.

"It is indeed fake. If you only look at the paper, it is indeed true, but the style of this painting, don't you think many places are a bit too deliberate?"

"Landscape painting pays attention to one stroke in place, and there will be no traces of modification in the middle. If you look at the bird, it is obvious that there are two places where the brush and ink overlap."

Su Chen pointed at the bird on the painting. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but as long as he took a closer look, there were indeed subtle overlaps of ink and brush.

This is a big taboo in landscape painting. A landscape painting that cannot be done in one stroke is not perfect, and in the eyes of an artist, this is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Even if there is one imperfection, the whole painting must be redone.

I have to say that the people who imitated this painting did have two brushes, but the fake ones are fake after all, and will never be comparable to the real ones, and there will always be a slight gap between them and the real ones.

It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Meng to be kept in the dark. This imitator really has a way.

Mr. Meng thought about it over and over carefully, but once he listened to it, he could never go back. Mr. Meng was successfully led astray by Su Chen.

"Good boy, did you do it on purpose? You want me to show my flaws!"

After all, Mr. Meng has lived most of his life, so how could he not know about Su Chen's little thoughts.

However, this painting was indeed fake, and he could tell, but he still felt somewhat uncomfortable being left behind by a kid.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's fake, I came to you today because I want to talk to you about other things."

Elder Meng sat down on the sofa beside him, made a pot of tea skillfully, poured it into two cups, and handed one cup to Su Chen.

Seeing this, his subordinates immediately brought two boxes over. With a wave of his hand, Mr. Meng opened the boxes, and the boxes were full of wasted money, and they were green coins.

If the value of these two boxes of money had to be estimated, it would be at least 5000 million or more. Mr. Meng is going to spend a lot of money.

Su Chen casually took a stack of banknotes and played with them for a while, then burst out laughing, and the face of Mr. Meng, who was still slightly smiling, suddenly changed.

"Sentimental little friend Su Chen doesn't care about the money?"

Su Chen shook his head after hearing this. After all, no one thinks too much money. Of course, more money is better, but Su Chen is not interested in taking this money.

I don't know how many people's blood was stained on the money. Su Chen didn't want to carry the money from wrong sources every day, otherwise he might really have nightmares.