This is called the current newspaper

"Patriarch, it's really not me, I'm really not a ghost!"

Tan Ang was frightened and softened at the time, and knelt on the ground to defend repeatedly.

Ouyang Pusheng didn't listen at all, and let the bodyguards rush over to pin Tan Ang to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, someone brought a few very thin ropes, tied each of Tan Ang's fingers behind his back, and then pulled back hard.

Immediately, the thin rope stretched like a piano string.

And Tan Ang's expression was also extremely painful, and he wailed repeatedly.

Anyone who is familiar with the Ouyang family knows that there is a torture in the Ouyang family's family law called 'playing the pipa', which was passed down from ancient times.

This kind of torture sounds very elegant, but it is actually brutal.

Although it is not devouring human beings, the prisoners have to endure extremely terrible pain.

Its principle is to use a person's ten fingers as strings, and then play on a straight string or string. In the process, the victim's fingers seem to be cut.

"I'll give you one last chance. Did you do it?"

Ouyang Pusheng asked coldly.

"Patriarch, I swear to God, it's really not..."

Tan Ang's voice stopped abruptly, followed by howls like killing a pig.

Every time the stretched thin rope was plucked, he could feel the piercing pain.

And the faster the dial is, the stronger the force will be, and the more intense this piercing pain will be.

The surrounding guests all watched, but no one stepped forward to dissuade them.

Even Jiang Wenhao gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Ahhh...I said it! I said it!"

Tan Ang couldn't take it anymore, and shouted, "Jiang Wenhao made me do this!"

"He said that as long as I exchanged six authentic products at the exhibition, he would give me 8 million yuan, and if he sold one, he would give me half the reward!"

"He gave me all these fakes for replacement!"

He said everything like pouring beans.

At this moment, everyone present came to their senses.

"Let me just say, how could the Ouyang family cheat!"

"This Jiang's family is too dishonest. It's really despicable to play such a game!"

"However, the Jiang family shot themselves in the foot this time. A [Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Picture] just gave up."

"It deserves it, this is called the present report!"

The guests turned their backs one after another, criticizing the Jiang family.

For a while, the reputation of the Jiang family was slandered!

"Tan Ang! You bastard! How dare you betray me!"

Jiang Wenhao jumped and cursed angrily.

With a wave of Ouyang Pusheng's hand, several bodyguards immediately restrained Jiang Wenhao.

"Ouyang Pusheng! What do you want to do!"

"If you dare to touch me, my dad will definitely not let you go!"

Jiang Wenhao threatened viciously.

He predicted that Ouyang Pusheng would not dare to attack him!

Ouyang Pusheng frowned.

Lin Fan was not used to it, so he went up and patted Jiang Wenhao's face:

"Young Master Jiang, right? It seems that you said just now that if there are exhibits at the exhibition, you should pay ten for every fake."

"And now you got all these fakes. According to the regulations, shouldn't you pay for them?"

"For the sake of the [Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Map] you gave me, I won't bully you. Assuming the price of each counterfeit is 20 million, the total compensation for five counterfeit products is one billion. Do you have any comments?"

Jiang Wenhao was furious when he heard this, "You are dreaming!"

"Snapped!"

Lin Fan is just a big boss.

"I'll give you another chance, and you just say whether you will pay or not."

His tone was very peaceful, but there was an endless biting chill.

"you..."

Jiang Wenhao gritted his teeth, trying to speak harshly.

But just as he opened his mouth, Lin Fan interrupted: "I advise you to think clearly, otherwise I will give you a taste of playing the pipa and torture you to death!"

Jiang Wenhao shuddered suddenly.

He just saw the viciousness of the torture with his own eyes.

I can't even imagine what kind of pain it will be when I use it on myself.

Lin Fan said again: "I don't care who you are, as long as you dare to provoke me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

When he said this, there was awe in his words.

Jiang Wenhao couldn't take it anymore, he cried and begged for mercy:

"I'll give it! Can't I give it!"

"But I don't have any money with me, so I have to ask my dad for it!"

Lin Fan stared, "Then why don't you hurry up and call?"

How dare Jiang Wenhao say no, he quickly took out his mobile phone.

On the other side, Jiang Xingzhou was sitting in the study, enjoying the 1982 Lafite in his hand.

"Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, my son Jiang Xingzhou is a genius!"

"Let's see how Ouyang Pusheng dies this time!"

He leaned on the soft leather chair, closed his eyes and meditated, imagining the scene of the destruction of Ouyang's family.

"Ring, ring, ring—"

Just then, the phone on the table rang.

"Dad! Quickly save me! They need a billion dollars to let me go!"

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard Jiang Wenhao's panicked voice.

Jiang Xingzhou's heart sank, "Son? What's going on? Someone dares to kidnap you?"

"No, it's Ouyang's family..."

Jiang Wenhao said incoherently.

The Ouyang family?

Did something happen to the plan?

Jiang Xingzhou realized something was wrong, and shouted into the phone: "Ouyang Pusheng, listen to me, if you dare to touch my son, I will fight you hard!"

"Stop yelling. Your son, together with the ghost, put a few fakes at the antique fair. If you want your son to be safe and sound, you should obediently offer one billion as compensation, otherwise his life will be lost."

Lin Fan directly took the mobile phone and said into the phone.

"Aren't you Ouyang Pusheng? Who are you?"

Jiang Xingzhou's tone sank.

"Don't worry about who I am, just say, make money!"

Lin Fan was not polite.

Jiang Xingzhou gritted his teeth, furious.

But when he thought that his son might be harmed, he couldn't control that much at the moment, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll pay now, and you must not hurt my son!"

"You are sensible, but I advise you, don't think about revenge, otherwise your Jiang family will disappear in Zhonghai!" Lin Fan said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely do it!"

Jiang Xingzhou agreed again and again, but his heart was full of hatred.

Detained his son and extorted one billion from him.

No revenge?

is it possible!

'Don't let me know who you are, or I will kill your whole family! '

A fierceness rose in Jiang Xingzhou's heart.

Soon, one billion yuan from the Jiang family was transferred to Ouyang Pusheng's account.

"Mr. Lin, Jiang Xingzhou transferred the money over."

Ouyang Pusheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Jiang family would give such a large sum of money.

Lin Fan looked at Jiang Wenhao, and raised the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Patriarch Jiang still cares about his son."

"I am the future head of the Jiang family. My dad must care about me. If you dare to touch me, he promises not to replay you!" Jiang Wenhao said harshly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, for the sake of money, hurry up and get out."

Lin Fan kicked Jiang Wenhao's ass, and the latter rushed out of the exhibition hall like a skateboard.