Chapter 165

Fang Yuan squatted down, took her arm and asked in a low voice, "are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine."

Zhao Hong sobbed sadly and raised her head.

After being beaten up by Ye Mingmei in the street, Zhao Hong was angry and afraid, but also full of desolation. At this time, someone could help her up and let her feel a trace of warmth.

When she looked up, Fang Yuan saw a triangular blood hole on her chin.

This was kicked by Ye Mingmei -- the thin high heels of high waist riding boots are as sharp as nails. They can be easily broken when they are kicked on a person's chin.

"Go to the hospital and bandage it."

Fang Yuan looked up at the hospital and said, "you cover your hands and I'll take you there."

"Thank you... No, no, I can do it myself. Thank you, sir."

Zhao Hong was about to thank him, but he suddenly thought of something and immediately refused.

She once heard Ma Jun talk about one thing before: when ye Mingmei was shopping one day, someone accidentally offended her and was beaten half to death by her bodyguard.

After Shi Shi ran left, a warm-hearted citizen went to help the unlucky child, but was stopped by one of her bodyguards.

No one can help those who have been punished by Ye Mingmei. Whoever helps them will find it uncomfortable.

At that time, the enthusiastic citizen was very indignant and reasoned with the bodyguard. As a result, he was soon unlucky.

In the past, when Ma Jun talked about it with admiration on his face, Zhao Hong still felt incredible, and didn't believe that ye Mingmei would do that kind of thing.

But now she believes: what else can't a woman who dares to beat her niece to death?

Maybe there are people left by Ye Mingmei at the scene, waiting for whoever dares to help her to come out and clean up who.

So Zhao Hong immediately refused Fang Yuan's help and broke away from him to go to the hospital by himself.

But it's too late.

Before the words fell, I saw a man come out of the crowd, walk in front of the square, and stare at him expressionless.

"Whatever this gentleman's business, don't embarrass him!"

Zhao Hong's face was pale, and there was a strong sense of fear in her eyes, but she still said loudly and took a few steps to block in front of Fang Yuan.

"Get out of the way."

The bodyguard said faintly, raised his hand, grabbed Zhao Hong's shoulder and pulled her aside.

He doesn't care whether Zhao Hong is Ma Jun's daughter-in-law or not. He only knows that no one can go against the master's will.

In the Pearl, no one dares to meddle in the master's affairs.

"What do you want?"

Looking at the bodyguard who was half taller than himself, Fang Yuan smiled.

Zhao Hong, who was suddenly pulled to the ground by the bodyguard, screamed, "Sir, run, they are unreasonable!"

The bodyguard didn't care what Zhao Hong called, but after Fang Yuan blurted out his old foreign words, he smiled grimly and said in a Yin voice, "what are you doing? You'll know soon!"

Before the words fell, the bodyguard raised his left hand and grabbed the round hair. At the same time, his right fist had hit him hard on the chin.

What do you want?

Knock off your teeth and you'll know what I want to do!

"Ah!"

Among the onlookers, a timid woman screamed.

Like a cry that can stop the wicked.

Unfortunately, the cry never played any role in the face of evil.

Fist, or hard hit on the chin.

"Ah -- poof!"

In the scream, teeth with blood gushed out of his mouth.

It's a bodyguard.

The people at the scene and Zhao Hong were stunned: just now, when he saw the bodyguard waving boxing, why did he spit out his teeth?

Fang Yuan was not interested in explaining. When the bodyguard punched him on the chin, he hit the bodyguard's mouth first with a faster speed.

The appearance of bodyguards made Fang Yuan's disgust with Ye Mingmei reach the highest point.

After breaking the bodyguard's teeth, Fang Yuan didn't hesitate. Then he punched him again and took it out on his stomach.

The scream of the bodyguard stopped suddenly. He knelt down on the ground with his stomach in his hands. His face was pale. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans suddenly came out and couldn't breathe.

"Go back and tell that smelly woman that the person who beat you is Fang Yuan."

Fang Yuan was still smiling, bent over and whispered in the bodyguard's ear.

Intimacy is like whispering to a lover.

In order to avoid unnecessary harm to Zhao Hong, Fang Yuan didn't insist on sending her to the hospital, but nodded at her and walked to the bus stop sign.

As soon as he came to the goat, there was applause.

At the beginning, only three or two people were clapping.

But soon infected everyone and began to applaud.

Fang Yuan is a little embarrassed.

He felt that he had done nothing but taught a dog a lesson. He really deserved the love of the citizens, so he had to arch his hands and bend down to thank the people again and again.

Doing good things is always more comfortable than doing bad things.

"Let's go. The car is coming."

While Mr. Fang enjoyed the praise of the people, the goat said something very disgusting.

Looking at the station sign slowly retreating outside, the goat sighed: "Alas, in fact, I don't think it's necessary to provoke that kind of woman because of a little thing."

Fang Yuan grabbed the ring, looked outside and said faintly, "this is the seventh time you have said the same thing."

"Last time."

The goat was also very sharp. He immediately turned off the topic: "take it out and keep it as a souvenir?"

Fang Yuan wondered and looked at him sideways: "what can I give you?"

The goat sneered: "hum, dress, dress for me. Don't you think it's the best way to use such ill gotten money for charity? "

"Grass, how did you know I would have this thing?"

Fang Yuan scolded, reluctantly took something out of his pocket and patted it on the goat's outstretched hand.

After weighing that thing, the goat smiled proudly: "hey hey, I don't believe it. When that woman cleaned you up last night, you would only take advantage of some skin and meat -- no matter how delicious the skin and meat is, it's not as valuable as the baby."

This is a diamond necklace. It looks like it's not different from a few in a jewelry store, that is, the diamond is a little bigger -- but the goat bet that if something worth selling around can drop a million, he will screw his head off!

The goat's proud laughter woke up Mr. Gu, who closed his eyes after getting on the bus.

Mr. Gu, who is 70 years old this year, is a leading authority in the pearl jewelry industry and a jewelry expert specially invited by major auction houses in China.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes were attracted by the necklace in the goat's hand. As soon as his eyes coagulated, he gave a light sigh.

Just as no one would believe that Mr. Gu would squeeze the bus, he did not believe that he would see the necklace on the bus.

Mr. Gu's eye for identifying jewelry is very poisonous and his memory is quite good. He recognized its name and thought of its owner only after looking at the necklace.

The name of this necklace is gouache beauty: the seemingly crystal clear diamond will reflect the natural pink when turning slightly. It comes from South Africa. The raw stone weighs 1106 carats. Three experienced and skilled craftsmen work 14 hours a day for a total of four months before dividing it into one big diamond and 31 small diamonds.

Two years ago, gouache beauty was auctioned at a jewelry auction house in Hong Kong. Mr. Gu was specially invited to be a treasure collector for this necklace, so he remembered very clearly: gouache beauty was auctioned for $7 million by the bright pearl.

Mr. Gu can swear that from the first sight of the necklace, he is sure that it is the string of gouache beauty.

Never read it wrong.

But how could such an expensive necklace appear on the bus?

Mr. Gu stared at the necklace and was found by the goat.

He grabbed the necklace in his palm and smiled at the old man.

The goat is not afraid of revealing his wealth and will be robbed (as long as he doesn't rob others, they will burn Gao Xiang), but he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Mr. Gu didn't give up pursuing the truth because the goat hid the necklace. He stood up and asked in a low voice, "can you show me that necklace?"

"It's fake. I bought it from the stall for ten yuan. It's nothing to look at."

The goat laughed and talked nonsense.

The old man also smiled and was a little proud: "don't say it's a ten yuan thing, it's a hundred thousand yuan thing, which can't afford my Gu Zixuan to take the initiative to ask for advice."

"Gu Zixuan? Pearl jewelry appraisal master Gu Zixuan? "

The goat was stunned and restrained his playful smile.

Gu Zixuan's name, but he heard it, but he didn't expect to meet him on the bus.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Mr. has also heard of the cheap name of the little old man."

In fact, the old gentleman whose name is not cheap at all put forward his request again with a polite remark.

The goat looked around and handed him the necklace.

They are all behind the bus, and few people around pay attention, not to be afraid that the old man will steal the necklace.

The old man took the necklace, looked at it solemnly for a moment, nodded and said, "it's really a gouache beauty I've identified!"

"How much is it worth?"

The goat asked casually.

"Seven million dollars. That's the price at the auction."

The old man looked up at the goat and said slowly, "I remember very clearly that this necklace was photographed by Pearl Ye Mingmei in Hong Kong."