Li Mo walked into the house, and everyone inside looked at him with strange expressions. Although they didn't see what happened just now, they heard it clearly. No matter how rogue those people were, they were still subdued by his few moves.
"Zhongwazi, your son is doing well."
The centenarian man waved to Li Mo, asking him to sit on the chair next to him, and then pointed to the tea cup, "After talking so much, drink some tea to moisten your throat."
"Thank you, Master."
Li Mo sat down with a smile, not to mention that his throat was really dry.
"Uncle Junior, you are so cool."
Chen Xiaoyan gave him a thumbs up and began to admire him a little.
"Dad, if they dare to come in later, don't give them a good look. I can see through it. They just need to be beaten."
"Xiao Mo, is that person okay?"
Shiyi was a little worried.
"It's okay, I just used some tricks to dislocate his fingers. As for the swollen half of his face, it was an unforgettable lesson for him. Don't worry, they are more guilty than me, so they can only suffer this big loss. Look back. Please give him some compensation, senior brother, I guess he will be grateful to senior brother and will never come to me for trouble again."
"Xiao Mo is right, they themselves are not clean and have done a lot of bad things. Okay, I'll go check on him later."
Chen Gaofeng walked to the door and saw the Lang family and his son hesitating to enter. He frowned and said, "Can I eat you if I go in?"
Only then did the Lang family father and son muster up the courage to walk into the house.
"Uncle Chen, I wish you live longer than the evergreen pine in Nanshan."
As soon as Old Man Lang entered the room, he first saluted the centenarian.
"Stay for a drink tonight."
"Thank you, uncle."
The centenarian man pointed to an empty seat not far away: "Sit down, let's talk about it now. I won't help Zhongwazi, but you can't mess around anymore. Zhongwazi has been letting you go because you were kind to him. It’s nonsense. But I don’t think his son is easy to fool. If there is something wrong, just talk it over.”
"Yes, yes, listen to Uncle Chen in everything."
Only then did the Lang family father and son look at Li Zhongsheng. Although more than twenty years had passed, they could still recognize him at a glance.
"Tadamori."
Old man Lang stopped talking and turned to look at his eldest son beside him: "Bian Wu, please tell me."
Lang Bianwu hurriedly whispered: "Dad, what should I say?"
Li Zhongsheng saw that the three of them, father and son, looked very depressed, and his hard-hearted heart softened again. He sighed secretly and said, "Uncle, just tell me if you have anything to do. I will help as much as I can."
"After your father passed away, your mother took you into our home. I also raised you for a period of time, otherwise you would have starved to death. Now that you have made a fortune outside, I have no other request. You repay the kindness of raising me back then."
"You give us a sum of money, and we will owe nothing to each other from now on."
Li Mo didn't say anything. No matter how shameless or scoundrel the Lang family father and son were, what Old Man Lang said was true. If he hadn't taken in and raised Li Zhongsheng for a period of time, he might have really starved to death.
Although he was beaten and scolded later, the favor he received cannot be erased.
"How much do you want?"
The three members of the Lang family looked at each other. Lang Bianwu raised a hand and said, "Five million, we will be clear from now on."
Li Zhongsheng clenched his fists again, and the three of them really opened their mouths.
Hahaha...
Li Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing, even spitting out the tea in his mouth. He pointed at the three members of the Lang family and said: "Five million? Have you ever seen how high five million are piled together? Do you know how many things can be done with five million? Don't mention five million. You have already had it in your hands." Over fifty thousand in cash?"
"It's not that I look down on the three of you, but with your attitude in talking about things, I don't even bother to talk to you. Believe it or not, if I throw out five million, you three gangsters will not hesitate to find an opportunity for you three. People chopped it up and fed it to dogs." Gu Qiao
The Lang family father and son were shocked at the same time, feeling the deep malice in Li Mo.
"Zhongsheng, we didn't take your five million for nothing. Our Lang family has an ancient painting. I went to the county to consult experts before and they said it was an ancient painting from the Tang Dynasty. I heard that you made your fortune in the antique business. So I use the ancient paintings passed down from my family to trade you for five million."
Li Zhongsheng didn't know anything about antiques. He turned around and glanced at his son. He had to come forward in this matter.
Li Mo also had a little surprise. It seemed that the Lang family and his son were well prepared this time. They probably planned to ask for money directly first, and paying back the money with ancient paintings would be the last step.
If it was really an ancient painting from the Tang Dynasty, he would like to see it.
"Where's the painting?"
Lang Bianwu walked out, and soon came in holding a box with ancient paintings placed on the brothers.
The box is made of wood and is in tatters. I don’t know if the so-called ancient paintings from the Tang Dynasty inside are still intact.
"Open it and see for yourself."
Lang Bianwu was a little afraid of Li Mo, so he put down the box and retreated to the old man's side.
Li Mo opened the box and found a scroll painting inside. The exposed paper was extremely yellowed and there were obvious moths on it.
He took out the painting and slowly opened it, his brows already deeply furrowed. The damage to the painting was more serious than expected, mainly due to severe insect infestation and small holes in many places. Moreover, there are many dirty spots in the entire picture, making it difficult to distinguish the overall content of the picture.
I can only roughly tell that this is a portrait with words.
Li Mo's eyes moved all the way down, until he saw the final inscription and seal, his face was slightly surprised. It was a seal with seal characters. It had not been eaten by insects and was well preserved. Although the color had faded, the three characters "Lang Yuling" could still be clearly identified.
Is this really an authentic work by Tang Dynasty painter Lang Yuling?
Li Mo used his special pupils to look at it, and found that the whole painting indeed had a red luster, but there was no aperture, indicating that even the ancient paintings from the Tang Dynasty were too damaged and had no artistic value at all.
Moreover, although the inscription and seal of this painting are "Lang Yuling", we need to check whether it is his own seal.
"Xiao Mo, how are you?"
Li Mo threw it on the table and looked at the three of them with a half-smile: "I'll pay five yuan, buy it back and burn it as fire starter. Of course, you can also take it back and find an idiot willing to pay five million." , maybe you are lucky enough to meet him."
Everyone understood what he meant. This painting was worthless.
"This painting was appraised by an expert in the county more than ten years ago. It is the work of our ancestor Lang Yuling. It is definitely an ancient painting handed down from the Tang Dynasty."
Lang Bianwu said quickly.
"Did the expert tell you how much this painting is worth?"
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"My master's birthday party is waiting to be held tonight, and I don't want to waste time on you. This is your last chance, tell me how much you want. As long as it's not too much, I will make the decision for my father."
"Six hundred thousand, I'll give it to these two bastards and your sister when the time comes. I don't want it."
Old man Lang said this to Li Zhongsheng. He specifically mentioned Li Zhongsheng's half-sister, hoping that he would agree to this number.
"Three hundred thousand, if you agree, I will give it to you, even if you spend three hundred thousand to buy this crappy painting. If you don't agree, you three will take this painting and get out immediately."
Li Mo's tone became stronger.
"Okay, let's get the money and leave immediately."
Old Man Lang did not hesitate. Three hundred thousand was already an astronomical figure to him. He had never seen so much money in his life. Although he was very reluctant, Li Zhongsheng's son was really not easy to deal with. This kid was very vicious.
"Mom, go get it for them."
Li Mo didn't want to talk to them anymore. He rolled up the broken paintings on the table and prepared to dispose of them, but as he rolled them up, his eyes fell on the scroll, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
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