Centennial Family, Rising From Hong Kong Island

"What kidnapping? I don't know."

"You must have arrested the wrong person. I am a good person. 18 Your police officers can't arrest innocent people."

Huang Mao's acting skills are not bad, perfectly showing the image of an innocent who was caught by mistake.

But Huo Ting'an didn't care about his sophistry, just looked at him with indifferent eyes, just like he was looking at a clown.

Not to mention the things that came out of Huang Mao's body and the package, the mobile phone detonator, you can tell just by looking at his palm.

With calluses on the tiger's mouth, this is a guy who uses knives and pistols a lot.

It's not wrong!

"We didn't arrest the wrong person, and this is not a police station, and we are not the police."

"The police may stick to the rules and dare not do anything to you, but we will not be as gentle as the police."

Huo Ting'an said in an indifferent voice, then turned to the person behind and said, "I'll leave it to you, let him speak as quickly as possible."

After that, Huo Ting'an left the room directly, and another man walked in front of Huang Mao.

He was wearing a white lab coat with golden eyes, a mask on his face, and disposable gloves on his hands.

From the outside it looks like a doctor.

He pulled over a cart next to him, full of tools.

Scalpels, tweezers, and pliers are the simplest, and the most excessive are chainsaws, hammers, and wrenches.

It can be seen that this should be an orthopedic doctor who turned a surgical operation into a construction site.

"Introduce yourself, I'm Dr. Steven, and I'll take care of you from now on."

"Your condition has begun to deteriorate, and I need to prepare an amputation operation for you, starting with your left foot."

"Cut your skin with a scalpel and cut your bones with a chainsaw."

"If the condition is not under control, the incision will be shifted to the knee and the operation will be repeated."

"And then your thigh, right foot, right leg, left arm, right arm."

"When all your five limbs are amputated, it is your abdomen, and there are still many organs that need to be cut."

The doctor said softly, but the tone was creepy, looking at Huang Mao's body, his eyes were shining.

He is laughing!

He's like a perverted murderer who doesn't count murders, but also likes to kill.

"Oh, by the way, I don't seem to have enough anesthesia here, so if you can bear with it, it will be over soon."

Listening to these words, Huang Mao's whole person became bad.

His face was pale, he struggled frantically and violently, and a picture flashed in his mind.

Lying on the operating table, he watched helplessly as his hands and feet were sawed off bit by bit.

The scene of blood splattering, the sound of the chainsaw cutting bones, everything will be done while he is conscious.

Thinking of that picture, Huang Mao couldn't help his scalp tingling.

"No, no, no, no~"

"You're the devil, go away, don't~"

Huang Mao struggled frantically, but his hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move at all, and the rope was about to dig into his flesh.

His pale face was about to collapse, and his eyes were full of fear.

He watched helplessly as the devil doctor walked step by step with a chainsaw.

"Buzz~"

The chainsaw made a low humming sound, squeaking and rubbing as it approached his ankle little by little.

"No, stop, stop."

"I say everything, I say everything~"

Huang Mao shouted frantically, finally unable to bear the collapse.

No matter how tough he was, no matter how many people he had killed before, he couldn't bear the pain of being cut.

He couldn't understand, he was not caught by the police, how could he fall into the hands of these devils?

Caught by the police, it's a big deal to go to jail, but now, he can't beg for death!

"Haha~ It's really boring, I haven't started yet, you can't hold it anymore." Doctor Devil shook his head and put down the chainsaw in his hand.

He took out the walkie-talkie: "He's going to speak."

At this moment, Huang Mao also knew that he was fine for the time being 937, and the tense muscles instantly relaxed.

Lying on the operating table, panting wildly, he was soaked all over.

He felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.

No, that feeling is even scarier than that.

Soon, Huo Ting'an came in again, staring at Huang Mao with indifferent eyes.

That invisible pressure made Huang Mao tense again.

Huo Ting'an is the president of Lone Wolf Security Group. He has more than 10,000 employees and countless weapons. He is a tycoon in the dark world of the world.

"Tell me~ Who are you? Who ordered you to kidnap Mr. Tang's daughter?"

"Where is Mr. Tang's daughter now?"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly, knowing that he had no other choice.

Just want to give yourself a happy.

"We are a dental dealer, and sometimes we also do some antique reselling business."

"The kidnapping of the little girl this time was at the request of a client who had cooperated with reselling antiques before."

"He had a batch of antiques detained because of Mr. Tang."

...

Huang Mao slowly explained the matter clearly, the Yaxing is the place where people buy and sell.

Traffickers!

At the same time, they also do some business of reselling antiques.

Chapter 536: Family heritage, gold, antiques [Seeking flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

Prosperous Antiques, Troubled Gold!

In this era, the mainland is still very poor. Although antiques have attracted the attention of some people, the upsurge has not yet started.

But overseas, many Chinese antiques are very popular, especially some Chinese rich people in Hong Kong Island and the United States like to collect these antiques.

However, in this era, the mainland did not pay attention to it at all, which led to the flow of those priceless antiques to overseas at very low prices.

This era is also the most rampant period of tomb robbery and smuggling of antiques and cultural relics. Every year, a large number of antiques are destroyed and smuggled.

Until the new century, after the rise of the inland economy, the rich are everywhere, the southerners are the poor, and the arty coal bosses~

With the support of these people, the antique market in the mainland began to be heated up, and some antiques began to flow back from overseas.

From what Huang Mao said, smuggling antiques has obviously formed an industrial chain, and a large number of antiques flowed overseas through their hands.

But yellow hair is only a small part of the industry.

This time, the kidnapping of Tang Xiaoxuan was also under the instigation of others.

"It turned out to be those antiques?"

In Tang Haifeng's office, when he heard Su Shaoze's call from him, he was suddenly stunned.

"That batch of antiques was indeed detained by me. How can the things of our ancestors in China get into the hands of foreigners?"

"I didn't expect that it was because of this incident that Xiao Xuan was hurt." Tang Haifeng said angrily.

"You don't have to blame yourself, you did the right thing in this matter." Su Shaoze said comfortingly.

"Now that person has confessed, and I have sent someone to rescue Xiaoxuan, you can wait in peace, Xiaoxuan will be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Su Shaoze sat in his study and shook his head gently.

He didn't expect it to be because of a batch of antiques.

Tang Haifeng ruined their plan, so they tied Tang Haifeng's daughter as revenge, and extorted 100 million Hong Kong dollars by the way to compensate for the previous losses and make a lot of money.

At the same time, Su Shaoze also obtained a list of the previously seized antiques.

There are so many good things! !

The most valuable one is the official kiln blue-and-white bowl of the Song Dynasty.

Porcelain in Song Dynasty is famous all over the world, it is a peak of ancient porcelain craftsmanship, and the five famous kilns are even more famous.

The most important thing is that the porcelain of the Song Dynasty is extremely rare today.

That official kiln blue-and-white bowl was worth almost two million dollars.

That's a huge amount of money in this day and age.

There are other antiques, so many things have been lost, no wonder the people behind the scenes want to take revenge on Tang Haifeng.

"Good stuff."! "

"It's all the treasures left by the ancestors. When they fall into the hands of foreigners, it will be difficult to get them back."

Looking at the photos of the official kiln, Su Shaoze said softly.

In this era, the protection of antiques in the mainland is still at the initial stage, and it is difficult to implement.

As a result, a large number of antiques were damaged or flowed overseas.

Rather than being spoiled, these treasures should fall into the hands of Su Shaoze.

He is the protection of antiques!

At the same time, this is also a matter of increasing the family heritage, which is generally not used.

Who knows what the descendants of the Su family will look like in a hundred years.

At that time, these golden antiques stored in the past dynasties may become the capital of the Su family's comeback.

"The antiques scattered among the people in the mainland can be collected slowly. Those foreign devils also took away a lot of good things!"

Su Shaoze took out paper and pen and began to write and draw, the latter being Su Shaoze's real goal.

Many antiques were taken away by foreign devils in those days, and many of them are now in the hands of some museums in Ouzhou or private collectors in the United States.

Like twelve bronze heads.

Su Shaoze will try to get it back as much as possible. These antiques all bear witness to the shame of China in those days, and some of them are of inestimable value.

These representative antiques can be sent back.

In that way, Su Shaoze's red-topped businessman's hat will only get brighter and brighter.

The hidden benefits are immeasurable.

There are many other antiques scattered overseas, Su Shaoze plans to find out first, and slowly get them.

Collect it as a family heritage!

Trading through normal means, if it doesn't cost much, it's fine.

If you can't do it under normal circumstances, then you have to think of some special measures.

Maybe there will be a group of antique thieves in Ouzhou in the future!

At that time, it was not just the antiques of Huaxia that were stolen. Although the history of the white-skinned ghost was short, it also had some good things.

"." And Asan~"

Su Shaoze suddenly remembered.

According to legend, the ancient Asan liked to bury gold in temples.