i can restore all antiques

Chapter 212

Chen Bufei subconsciously licked his lips to relieve the tension. This was the first time he wanted to absorb this kind of thing.

Could it be that the breath of time absorbed before was all transformed by this ghost?
Thinking about it carefully, Chen Bufei touched his heart, and it suddenly hurt a little.

The performance was over, and soon the theme was on the stage. The first auctions were all gadgets, some produced by the Chen family.

Chen Bufei and Hua Gui stared at the stage at the same time. Chen Bufei could feel the tension of Hua Gui next to him, and the aura next to him was particularly strong.

Just when the eyes of the two of them were almost unable to hold on, the painting with a long history and special meaning was pushed out. In the transparent glass, lay the painting exactly the same as that in his warehouse.

Miraculously, Chen Bufei could feel that this painting was completely different from the one in his warehouse.

The words in the warehouse were sharp and hurtful, but the ones on the stage were quiet and indifferent.

It seemed like two completely different people, Chen Bufei clicked his tongue, and the white paper next to him suddenly shook violently.

"Fuck!" Chen Bufei slapped it, and the blank paper calmed down.

This is the best rice paper, specially requested by Huagui, and a piece is worth a lot, "Can you calm down a little?"

"No."

The red mark that appeared on the palm of his hand made Chen Bufei pause for a few seconds, why did he feel sad when he saw these two words.

"If you can't, you have to give it to me!" Chen Bufei took the painting, quickly rolled it up and put it into the bamboo tube.

In order to prevent him from being unable to control him, Chen Bufei specially asked Qing Jing for a talisman, and stuck it directly on the lid of the bamboo tube, so that Huagui couldn't get out at all.

"Insidious and cunning."

"To each other." Chen Bufei sneered, chewing gum vigorously, staring at the things on the stage closely like a hunter.

The auction price has already reached tens of millions. A charity gala of such a scale will be the finale. Chen Hua will raise the price even if he asks for it.

When the price reached 5000 million, there were not even two people holding the sign.

Chen Bufei held up the sign at this time.

"Sister Hua." Chen Hua's subordinates couldn't sit still, they didn't know what Chen Bufei wanted to do!
Chen Hua stood in the background with arms folded and looked at Chen Bufei, and smiled disdainfully, "It's okay, let him play, I want to see what he wants to do."

"Those who are not afraid of death will rush up, will the egg hit the rock? Humph" Chen Hua raised his hand, and he has confirmed that Chen Bufei really intends to take this painting.

"Go, let them continue." Chen Hua stared at Chen Bufei with a smile, "I want to see how long you can last."

Chen Bufei was halfway through, and felt that something was wrong. At the party, only he and another person were left.

Seeing that the price was about to exceed [-] million, Chen Bufei turned the sign in his hand back and forth.

"8000 million once! 8000 million twice!"

"What are you doing again?" The bamboo tube shook, and then a line of words appeared in Chen Bufei's palm.

Chen Bufei pretended not to see it. He knew it was a trap set by Chen Hua. She had already seen that she wanted this painting. It is estimated that the fat man who has been competing with her was Chen Hua's entrustment.

He deliberately didn't raise his sign. It wasn't just Huagui who was flustered, but also Chen Hua.

Chen Bufei hesitated so much, in Chen Hua's eyes, she was cowardly, if she didn't let go at this time, if the painting fell into her hands again, she would suffer a lot.

Sure enough, Chen Bufei, under the emotional stimulation of painting ghosts, and under Chen Hua's eyes, finally raised the sign before the host said the deal.

Chen Bufei smiled slightly, Huagui suddenly said again, "I was scared to death."

This sentence was a bit inconsistent with Huagui's usual tone of voice, but Chen Bufei didn't care, and continued to argue with the fat man.

Sure enough, after a while, someone went to the side of the fat man and said something. The fat man is just a puppet, and the fat man stopped continuing after talking.

Chen Bufei and Huagui breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Chen Bufei patted the bamboo tube, "Brother, don't worry, I will make you disappear with peace of mind."

"Once for eighty-eight million times! Two times for eighty-eight million times, three times for eighty-eight million times, success."

"and many more!"

Before the host's hammer fell, he was interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared at the door.

Fuck Chen Bufei, who the hell is this!
Chen Bufei, the man who walked over, looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The man was well dressed and said solemnly, "I offer one hundred million."

"Sorry sir, we need an invitation here."

"Well, I have." The man calmly took out a letter from his pocket, which was Chen Hua's invitation letter.

The bamboo tube began to shake violently again, and Chen Bufei said angrily, "Don't make trouble, wait and see."

"Okay, welcome this gentleman to join the auction." The host grinned and continued.

"Can't wait."

"Damn it, don't act rashly, what are you going to do?"

bump!Snapped!The cover of the bamboo tube suddenly soared into the sky, and then rolled into an unknown corner
The talisman stuck on Chen Bufei's face smelled like roasted chicken, and Chen Bufei cursed, "Damn it, please play with me."

Chen Bufei stood up abruptly and found that the white paper was gone. He quickly lowered his head and stared at his palm without any response.

Chen Bufei was dumbfounded, "Where are people? No, where are ghosts?"

"Sir, please take a seat."

Chen Bufei didn't seem to hear that person's reminder. It was he who suddenly saw the huge figure appearing on the stage. The painting ghost rushed over at some point and was about to approach the painting.

Chen Bufei put his hands on the leather chair, turned over and jumped over, it was already too late.
Accompanied by the sound of broken glass, the entire venue was plunged into darkness.

There was an endless stream of noise and panic, Chen Bufei stood not far from the stage and sighed deeply, what the hell is going on!
Huagui still has a conscience, and when he left, he gave Chen Bufei a hand, "Let's go."

"You got into such a big trouble, and you still want to live?" After Chen Bufei said this, he realized something was wrong. Wasn't he already dead?Now what's going on?

"It's not in the way." Huagui spoke, and the tactile feeling of heavy iron rubbing came out again.

"I have erased their memory, and now I need your help."

"Why didn't you say so much earlier!" Chen Bufei suddenly had a stomachache, what the hell is going on?
"Don't you just want me to spend money?"

Huagui felt guilty and didn't say anything. He stretched out his white sleeves and pointed at the man at the door, "You have to get rid of this variable."

"Variable? Take it away?"

"Well, stay at the 800 million just now."

"God, you are really a god." Chen Bufei scolded, while walking over to work as a coolie.

(End of this chapter)