Chapter 1634 [1634] One hundred million to buy a hot potato!
The two people having the conversation were a middle-aged man with a big beard who looked a little dishevelled and whose clothes were tattered, and a man with a scar on his face who had a cunning look in his eyes.

The bearded middle-aged man was obviously dissatisfied with Scar Mouth's price. "Even if you take a huge risk, you shouldn't ask for 10 million."

“This is too dark.”

"If you can't raise the price again, we'll find someone else."

Scar Lip was obviously confident of victory. He sneered and said, "Don't tease me, buddy."

"You know more about the situation outside than I do, right?"

"All of you in the Anti-Rich Alliance are now favored by several major families in the British Empire, the Undertaker Organization, and gold diggers from all over the world, okay?"

"At this time, it's good enough that you can protect yourselves for a while. How can you find the time to find someone to collect your things?"

As he said this, he probably felt that this was a bit explicit.

After the bearded middle-aged man looked unhappy for a while, he suddenly changed the subject and said, "Besides, almost the entire collection market and smuggling market are being watched by several major families, the Undertaker Organization, and gold diggers from all over the world."

"Now, apart from those of us who are not afraid of death and dare to accept your things privately, how many smugglers dare to accept these things?"

"Ten million is really not a low amount, brother."

"If the Undertaker Organization and gold diggers from all over the world knew that I had taken away Picasso's masterpiece "The Dream" from you, I would definitely be famous for spending it without a life!"

"I am also risking my life to do this business!"

"..."

When the middle-aged man with a big beard heard this, he felt a little hurt.

The members of their team have been hiding here and there like rats in a sewer during this period.

But even so, several brothers were killed.

Now, he and his two companions are the only ones left in the entire team.

Although the stolen goods in our hands are priceless, they are also a hot potato.

If I sell it now and spread the news appropriately, I might be able to divert the trouble away and take the opportunity to escape the disaster...

"I also understand your difficulties." He immediately softened his tone, "But 10 million is indeed too low."

"Well, I won't waste my time talking to you."

"Everyone make some concessions, 30 million."

"Do you think it's okay to make the deal at this price?"

Scar Lip was obviously tempted when he heard that, and looked hesitant for a moment.

But at this moment, a Chinese figure came over from the alley, "I'll give you 100 million."

Scar Lip was stunned for a moment.

The middle-aged man with a big beard seemed very surprised and quickly turned his head to look at the person who came.

After finding out that the person was Chinese, his expression eased a little, "Which faction are you from?"

"Let me make it clear in advance. If you are from one of the four major families or the Undertaker Organization, we will not sell it to you even if you offer a high price!"

"These forces and our brothers in the Anti-Rich Alliance are eternal enemies!"

The person who came was naturally Ye Feng.

He had looked around and there were no other potential dangers.

Although the bearded middle-aged man looks quite capable, he is at best a retired soldier, which is not good enough at all.

So when he heard him bargaining with Scar Lip just now, he just stepped out and intercepted the deal.

Hearing the declaration of the bearded middle-aged man, he did not say much, but just smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I happen to not belong to any of these forces."

"I'm just an antique dealer who happened to come to the British Empire." "Although after I get this Picasso's "Dream", it will be easy for the four major families or the Undertaker Organization to target me, but I'm not afraid of them."

When the bearded middle-aged man heard this, he was obviously very moved.

After swallowing, he quickly asked, "Do you have 100 million?"

“We want to get paid now.”

“No credit or installment payment of any kind will be accepted.”

Ye Feng’s deep navigation has already scanned.

What the bearded middle-aged man was carrying was the Picasso work "Dream", which was ranked tenth among the ten most valuable collections handed down from Jerry Bruns' family. It was worth 5.2 million yuan.

Even if you spend 100 million to buy it, it will definitely be a business that makes more than 400 million in profit!

Seeing the bearded middle-aged man like this, he naturally didn't say anything and immediately took out his mobile phone, "Give me your bank account number, I can transfer the money now."

The bearded middle-aged man must have felt relieved after hearing the voice, and immediately picked up his phone and sent a message.

Then, he showed Ye Feng the bank card number in the reply letter and said, "Transfer it to this account."

Ye Feng did as he was told and directly transferred 100 million yuan, and made a note to buy the authentic Picasso's "Dream".

Soon, the bearded middle-aged man's cell phone vibrated.

It should be his companion who sent a message, "One hundred million has arrived."

Seeing this, the bearded middle-aged man's eyes flashed with excitement, and without saying a word, he handed the scroll in his arms to Ye Feng.

"This thing is yours."

"Never again!"

After saying that, as if he was afraid of having anything to do with this thing again, he quickly covered himself with the hood of his hoodie, lowered his head, and quickly ran into the surrounding alleys.

Ye Feng didn't stop him. After receiving the thing, he opened it and took a look.

But Scarface on the side sneered, "What a fool!"

"Your 100 million may have bought you a huge hot potato!"

“You actually have the leisure to appreciate paintings here!”

Ye Feng then turned his gaze towards him, "Why is it a hot potato?"

"Why else would I call you a fool?" Scarface sneered again, "Are you one of those second-generation people from China who are stupid and have a lot of money?"

"As naive and stupid as a little kid."

"Have you never brushed your teeth in your life?" Ye Feng's eyes were slightly cold.

Scar Mouth seemed to sense danger when he heard the voice and immediately shrank his neck. "Anyway, you're in big trouble."

"Those people in the Anti-Rich Alliance are not good people."

"If I'm not mistaken, when they sold this thing to you, they must have already sold you out - they spread the news that Picasso's 'Dream' was in your hands, and even your location and name!"

"By now, many people should have heard the news and are rushing here as fast as they can, or are asking around for news about you."

"If you don't hurry up and think about how to deal with this, you may not be able to get out of this slum easily in a while!"

"..."

As if to confirm his words, hurried footsteps and shouts were heard faintly from other alleys, "hurry up!"

“Picasso’s ‘Dream’ appears nearby!”

(End of this chapter)