Chapter 583
"Lihang!" Ma Heng let out a shout at Li Hang.
"I can't wait to see him use his fist and blow your dog's head off!"
"The sight of your dog's eyes popping out of their frames is going to be very exciting to watch!"
Li Hang slowly lifted his right hand up.
He extended one finger and hooked it at Pascoe.
With a roar.
The muscles of Pasko's whole body swelled up at once!
Biceps, hard as iron!
Bones like earthworms protruded from the muscles!
His eyes widened and a powerful and terrifying sharpness burst out of his pupils!
Pascoe spoke English to Li Hang.
"Sick man of East Asia, how dare you shout in front of me!"
At this time, the corners of Li Hang's mouth turned up slightly, outlining a curvature.
Again in a very standard Western accent, he said in English.
"When you came here, didn't 'Fist King' Taylor mention to you that you must not use the words 'Sick Man of East Asia' in the East?"
Pascoe froze for a moment when he heard the title "Taylor the Fighter".
Immediately afterwards, his whole body erupted with a more violent aura.
He roared at Li Hang, "How dare you call me by my emperor's name, go to hell!"
A straight punch!
Quick as lightning!
In the blink of an eye, it had reached Li Hang.
Li Hang's hand, however, noiselessly grabbed Pascoe's wrist.
Immediately afterwards, only a slight twist was seen from Li Hang.
"Ka-ching!"
"Ah!!!"
A miserable scream!
Pasko let out a miserable and unbearable scream, and spittle spurted out of his mouth.
Li Hang grabbed Pascoe's hand and flung him hard against the safe door behind him.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, he heard Li Hang say in an icy tone.
"Keep your life as a dog and go back and tell Taylor."
"The East is now under my guard."
"If he wants to die, he is always welcome."
After saying that, Lihang's hand was gently placed on Pascoe's chest.
There was no sight of Lihang building up his strength.
Nor was there any big movement seen.
Only Lihang's hand was seen, gently shaking.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Three strikes in a row!
Three strokes of Yang Guan!
If there was a Grand Master of the Eight Trigrams Palm around now, his eyes would have popped out in shock.
Yangguan Sanxian!
It is an ancient zither piece from the Tang Dynasty.
But at the same time, it is also the essence of the Eight Trigrams Palm!
This move was lost a hundred years ago!
Pasko was like a puddle of soft meat, slowly sliding to the ground.
And the security door behind him was actually shaken open by Li Hang with an extremely powerful force under such circumstances!
Pasko sat on the ground, his hands trembling.
What also trembled were his pupils.
He had once heard the Fighter Taylor say.
In this world, there was a man that could never be offended.
He stood at the top of the Red Sea.
He was the only God of the Red Sea!
In front of him, the words "Sick Man of East Asia" should never be mentioned.
Otherwise.
Death!
Fear!
Intense fear struck his whole body!
Pascoe had never imagined.
That the supreme god of the Red Sea would be here!
From now on, the whole Eastern landscape will be reshuffled!
For he has returned!
The God of War has returned!
And Ma Heng and the others.
Their jaws dropped.
Un[笔趣阁 www.biqudu.xyz]believable!
No one had expected that Li Hang's seemingly so easy, written move had shaken open the safety door that even an armored car couldn't crash into.
At this time, Li Hang took Xu Muqing's hand and entered the room where Ma Heng had hidden the treasure.
Li Hang and Xu Muqing had just entered, and Ma Heng didn't even have time to react.
Just inside, a sound of a ceramic vessel breaking was suddenly heard.
"Bing!"
Ma Heng was so frightened that his entire body jumped up.
Chapter 584
He rushed to the door of the room in spite of himself.
"What are you doing!?"
Ma Heng's whole body was trembling.
It wasn't because of fear.
It was because Li Hang had just smashed a Song Dynasty celadon worth eight million dollars!
"I'm just feeling what it feels like when this thing is broken?"
"Say, this is a celadon from the Song Dynasty just now, right? When it goes to international auction, it should be able to get 9 million or so."
"You, you you, you know you still smashed it!"
"It's just a piece of broken porcelain, in ancient times it was a tool, in modern times it's still a tool."
"If it's smashed, it's smashed."
"Modern craftsmanship makes something much more exquisite than it."
After saying that, Li Hang reached out to grab another ceramic jar.
"Ah, don't don't!"
Ma Heng's tongue was already in knots!
He didn't dare to rush up and could only keep waving his hands around.
"Don't smash this one, don't smash it! You can't find three of these in the whole of the North!"
Li Hang took it into his hand and casually looked at it, "Ch, isn't it just a broken jar with a lotus flower pattern from the Longquan kiln in the Yuan dynasty."
With that, Li Hang took this Longquan kiln jar and handed it to Xu Muqing.
"Wife, you should smash one too and take a look."
"This one costs a lot of money, right?" Xu Muqing carefully took the antique from Li Hang's hand.
Just as Xu Muqing was holding the antique like a baby, she carefully cared for it.
Li Hang suddenly reached out and pointed at the corner behind Xu Muqing: "Rats!"
"Yikes!"
Many city girls were afraid of two things, rats and cockroaches.
Xu Muqing was not afraid of cockroaches.
But Li Hang knew that she was very afraid of rats.
The moment Li Hang shouted out, Xu Muqing immediately jumped up, and the jar with the lotus flower pattern from the Yuan Dynasty Longquan kiln in her hand, landed on the ground with a sound!
"Bing!"
"Ah! No!!!"
At this moment, Ma Heng was as limp as if he had died of his own mother, and his entire body fell to the ground.
Li Hang turned to Xu Muqing and asked, "How does it feel?"
Xu Muqing looked at the ceramic jars that were broken into pieces on the ground.
"It costs several million here, right?"
"Not much, just 12 million."
Xu Muqing's slender hand covered her sexy red lips, her face full of surprise.
It was one thing to watch Li Hang smash it just now.
But it was another to have something that was over 10 million smashed into pieces in her own hands.
This feeling.
So defeated!
So cool!
"Ping!"
"Bing!"
All at once, the sound of antiques breaking was heard from time to time in the room the Ma Clan used to hide their treasures.
Xu Muqing was clutching a blue Jun kiln bowl in her hand.
"Honey, how much is this one?"
"Three million."
"Bing!"
Xu Muqing smashed it hard on the ground.
"Big brother, what is this flowery green horse again?"
Wang Xiaoqi held a watermelon-sized Tang Sancai in his hand.
"That's a pottery vessel from the Tang Dynasty, twenty million dollars."
"Bing!"
Tang Zhaodi then took a scroll from the shelf, which was filled with words she couldn't read.
"Those things you guys are smashing are too expensive too."
"A painting like this that you can buy on the street shouldn't be worth much, right?"
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
With that, Tang Zhaodi tore up the painting.
"That's the 'Tangshan Lanruo Painting' aaaaahhhhh!"
Ma Heng's eyelids had completely rolled over!
Because this painting of calligraphy that Tang Zhaodi had just torn up was worth three hundred and seventy million dollars!
That was the most expensive antique in the entire room!
This antique had just been taken in by a big shot in the capital, and he was going to give it away tonight!
All that could be smashed was smashed.
All that could be torn up.
It doesn't matter if it's real or fake!
From ancient times to modern times, antiques are the playthings of the rich!
As long as they can't be eaten.
As long as it cannot be used.
For ordinary people, it's just waste!
"Ping!"