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Huang Zixing took a firm attitude when he saw Yang Bo. Although he was unwilling to do so, he did not say much about Yang Bo's identity and background. He waved his hand behind him, "withdraw!"

Many people watched the scene. They were surprised to see Huang Zixing withdraw so easily. They could not help but look at Yang Bo curiously.

How many people did Yang Shan Li run away from here? I'll pay for it

"Don't laugh, sir. No!" The boss even busy way.

Yang Bo took the card, still insisted on compensation, the boss was not willing to accept.

Lian Yong grabbed the boss's arm. "Since Mr. Yang wants to pay the bill, you should take it down."

The boss turned and looked at Lian Yong, which was nodding and should come down, "there is not much! It's more than 3000 yuan in total. You can give it 3000 yuan! "

Yang Bo did not say much and handed over the bank card.

The boss swiped the card, let Yang Bo swipe the password, is to return the bank card.

Yang Bo and Zhang Yifang got on the car and sent Peng min home. Yang Bo and Zhang Yifang went back.

Zhang Huaixi and his wife are sitting in the living room. They meet Yang Bo and welcome them back.

Zhang Huaixi opened his mouth and wanted to ask any questions, but Yang Bo was here. He didn't mean to ask.

Yang Bo nodded to them and turned back to the room. He knew that Zhang Yi would tell her parents what happened today.

Back in the room, Yang Bo took his mobile phone and wanted to call China, but after thinking about it, he still gave up. His strength is still poor. If he can break through to the later stage of gas refining, he will be much safer. Now, it is still dangerous for him.

Yang Bo washed himself and went back to his room to meditate and rest.

The next day, Yang Bo got up and was about to go out for breakfast when he saw Huang Zixing sitting at the table.

Huang Zixing quickly stood up and pointed to the table. "It's said that Mr. Yang likes Huaiyang cuisine, so he prepared something."

Yang Bo looked at the table and saw that Zhang Huaixi and his family were hiding far away. No one came out. He could not help frowning, "how long has Mr. Huang been here?"

Huang Zixing was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "not for long, not for long!"

"You Zhulian is very domineering." Yang Bo Dao.

Huang Zixing didn't understand Yang Bo's meaning, but he knew that he had to rely on Yang Bo for his life. So he was more polite when he said, "Mr. Yang, we can do things in the bamboo League, so we should not be too overbearing."

"I usually eat with the people of Zhangjia. How come they are gone this morning?" Yang Bo went to the table, pulled a chair and sat down.

Huang Zixing didn't expect that Yang Bo was angry because of this. He even said, "I'll invite them out at once!"

Yang Bo waved his hand, and he looked at the table, "don't invite them. Let's go out to eat. I'm afraid that you are too big and frighten them. I live here, and I'm already very bothered. First, Songlian, and now Zhulian, your two families have come one after another, which puts too much pressure on them."

Huang Zixing even said, "Mr. Yang, don't worry, our bamboo Federation is very principled and will never disturb them."

Yang Bo nodded, stood up and went out toward the outside.

Soon, two people came to an early morning tea house, into the box, ordered a lot of food, eat up.

After breakfast, Yang Bo looked at Huang Zixing, "you said yesterday that you were going to take me to a place. What do you want to see?"

Huang Zixing said: "Mr. Yang, I heard that you like antiques. I happen to have the same calligraphy and painting here. I'm a rough man. I can't understand how this painting is. So I'd like to ask you to help me appreciate it."

Having said that, Huang Zixing went out and ordered the tea shop assistant to come and pack up his things. He came over with a brocade box.

When the table was cleaned up, Huang Zixing took a piece of red cloth and spread it on the table top. Then he put the brocade box on the table. He opened it carefully and said to Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, please have a look."

Yang Bo took a look and saw a yellow scroll in the brocade box. His eyes flashed, and a thick aperture appeared on the surface of the scroll. Yang Bo immediately made a judgment. This scroll is a work of the Song Dynasty!

Yang Bo didn't pay any attention to Huang Zixing. He carefully took out the scroll, put it on the table, and slowly unfolded it. The whole painting was presented in front of him.

This is a painting of flowers and birds. The flowers and birds in the painting are beautiful, elegant and lifelike. Between the ink and the ink, the feeling of fluffy and soft bird feathers and the colorful colors are all expressed. It has a very artistic style!

Yang Bo looked at the inscription again, and his eyes widened. The painting of rare birds from life was actually written by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty!

"Good painting!" Yang Bo couldn't help but praise.

When Huang Zixing saw Yang Bo, he even said, "Mr. Yang likes it, you like it!"With a smile, Yang Bo turned to look at the other party, "Mr. Huang is interested. How did you get such a painting?"

Huang Zixing said: "I like to collect some antiques very much on weekdays, but I didn't expect that Mr. Yang studied these antiques so deeply. I saw your lecture at Imperial University some time ago. You are very good at it!"

Yang Bo naturally won't be deceived by the other party's praise. He laughed and said, "what happened to what you said yesterday?"

Huang Zixing finally mentioned this matter when he saw Yang Bo. He even said, "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid you can't see that. I'm very ill now."

Yang Bo stares at Huang Zixing. He didn't pay attention to him before. Now he looks at Huang Zixing's pale face and waxy yellow arm. He can't help frowning, "what's wrong?"

Huang Zixing even said, "it's brain cancer. I've asked the doctor, saying that there's no way to operate and can only use conservative therapy. The doctor said that I may leave at any time now."

Yang Bo stares at Huang Zixing, and it turns out that there is a tumor in the other party's brain. This tumor is not small and may endanger the other party's life at any time.

Yang Bo frowned a little. In his eyes, there was no big problem for Huang Zixing to change his life with a painting of rare birds from life. However, considering Huang Zixing's identity, he had to hesitate. After all, if Huang Zixing really committed many evils, he saved one person and killed countless people!

"Mr. Yang, please do not hesitate to ask for anything! As long as I can cure my illness and let me live a few more years, I will do it! " Huang Zixing road.

Yang Bo looked at Huang Zixing and said, "your status in Zhulian is not low. What if I ask you to give up the identity of Zhulian? Will you do it? "

Huang Zixing's face changed slightly and was very ugly.

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