"It was obviously a robbery, but you tipped someone 200,000 euros!"
"Who says it's not the case! The value of two paintings bought for 200,000 euros soared to more than 100 million euros in the blink of an eye. It's so dark!"
In several live broadcast rooms, everyone was still discussing what had just happened.
Without exception, everyone was very excited at this time, and everyone was chatting away.
Hearing this, Xiao Ran responded proudly:
"That's what antique shops are like. They rely solely on their eyesight. The same painting has very different values in the eyes of different people."
"If the painter just now didn't bring these two paintings to me for appraisal, would you believe it? In the end, he wouldn't even be able to sell them for 200,000 euros, and it would be difficult to even sell them for 20,000 euros."
Before he finished speaking, there were already boos in the live broadcast room.
Of course, everyone is kidding.
Everyone knew that Xiao Ran's words were absolutely correct.
Everyone has seen scenes like this many times and has long been accustomed to them.
People in Montmartre were shocked by it.
In just a moment, what had just happened had spread rapidly throughout the entire Montmartre, shocking everyone.
After hearing the news, many people flocked to the street where Xiao Ran and the others were.
Many people want to see with their own eyes the Gauguin painting worth more than 100 million euros, but some people have ulterior motives.
These include some gangsters entrenched in Montmartre, as well as a large number of thieves and art thieves.
When people came to the street where Xiao Ran and the others were, they caught up with them and immediately looked at the two painting bags in Matthew's hands.
Many people's eyes were a little red, and they wished they could rush up and grab the two painting bags and keep them for themselves.
During this period, people kept asking Xiao Ran to show those two paintings, but he rejected them all.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ran and the others had arrived near the famous Wall of Love in Paris.
At this moment, a few guys suddenly appeared at the entrance of the small park in the middle of the street where the Love Wall was located, blocking everyone.
These were a few street gangsters under twenty years old, with different skin colors, and they all looked like they were unruly and bossy.
Seeing Xiao Ran and the others coming, one of the leading guys suddenly took a step forward and said angrily:
"Mr. Sean, I heard that you found many valuable antiques and artworks in Xiaoqiu Square, and you just found an oil painting worth hundreds of millions."
"Montmartre is our territory. If you make a fortune here, shouldn't you share some of it with us? It's not good to eat alone!"
Hearing this, Xiao Ran couldn't help but froze, and almost laughed out of anger on the spot.
The next moment, he said angrily:
"Where did this idiot come from? Qiu Feng came to hit me. Is your brain flooded?"
"Anthony, get rid of these idiots. If they dare to resist, then give them some color."
Before he finished speaking, Anthony responded with a smile:
"Okay, Sean, leave it to us."
With that said, they were ready to drive away these gangsters.
At this moment, several Paris special police officers, who were pretending to be passers-by and had been following around, took action first.
These guys took out their red armbands and put them on, then strode towards the gangsters.
Before they could get closer, these guys were already shouting and cursing in low voices.
"What a bunch of idiots. Get the fuck out of here, don't you think your life is too long?"
Seeing the sudden appearance of these French special police officers and the pistols they displayed, the gangsters were immediately dumbfounded.
Immediately afterwards, those guys took a few steps back in fear, then turned around suddenly and ran away.
In the blink of an eye, these guys had bolted away and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene burst out laughing.
Hidden in the crowd, some guys who originally coveted it were secretly grateful.
Fortunately, I didn't act rashly just now, otherwise I would have been robbed and beaten into pieces by these guys.
Who would have thought that there were so many Paris special police officers hidden in the crowd.
It can be deduced from this that there must be people from that guy Sean in the crowd, God knows how many.
What's more important is that those guys haven't shown up yet, and no one knows where they are hiding.
The strangers standing next to him might be the men of that guy Sean.
Once he takes action, he may be killed by these guys in an instant.
Thinking of this, many coveted guys immediately gave up all their wishful thinking.
After the laughter subsided, Xiao Ran and the others walked into this small park in the middle of the street.
This street park is located on the hillside of Montmartre. It is small but famous.
What makes it famous is the Paris Love Wall located inside the park.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ran and the others had arrived in front of the Paris Love Wall and stopped to admire it.
This is a black and blue wall, about 40 square meters, composed of 511 dark blue rectangular tiles.
On these tiles, the founder used 311 fonts and 280 languages to write the same sentence, I love you.
And above this wall, there is a portrait of a beautiful woman, wearing a dark blue suspender skirt, leaning on a small table.
There are a few lines of small characters next to it, which says this sentence.
"Keep your wits about you, it's impossible to force yourself"
Stand in front of this prestigious wall of love and look at the I love you written in various words and fonts.
Everyone felt a little shocked, and at the same time, they also felt a bit romantic.
Especially the girls, their eyes were full of intoxication, with stars in their eyes.
Even Elaine, who has been here many times, behaves similarly.
Seeing their performance, Xiao Ran smiled softly, and then looked at the surrounding environment with interest.
In the process, he secretly turned on the perspective and quickly looked through the small park in the middle of the street.
Under the perspective, he saw many interesting things.
These things are basically the words and essays left here by painters from all eras, and even simple paintings, all carved on stone and wood.
For example, Picasso's visit here, Lautrec's words of love for Valadon, etc.
These discoveries were interesting, but they were not treasures. Xiao Ran also laughed them off.
Deep underground in this street park, there are some metal objects buried, but they are not treasures.
The largest number of them were various scrapped gunpowder guns and javelins, which were already rusty and of little value.
Judging from the burial depth and rust marks, these scrapped weapons were buried here in the late 19th century.
Combined with the history of Montmartre, it is basically certain that those weapons came from members of the suppressed Paris Commune.
During the Paris Commune, Montmartre was the most important position of the National Guard and one of the fiercest battles.
After the failure of the movement, the main building commemorating the Paris Commune, the Sacre-Coeur Church, was built on the highest point of Montmartre, overlooking the entire Paris.
The park in the middle of the street that we are in was built at that time.
Needless to say, the scrapped weapons buried deep underground were weapons used by members of the suppressed Paris Commune.
The people who used them were brutally killed, and these scrapped weapons were buried deep underground, never to see the light of day.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ran had already looked through this small park in the middle of the street, and found nothing surprising.
The next moment, he whispered:
"Let's go to the other side of the park. The place where Matthew and the others found many metal objects buried is on the street on the other side of the park."
Following his words, Yi Lian and Fang Yufei both woke up and nodded one after another.
Next, everyone walked through the small park in the middle of the street and walked to the other side of the park.
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