The sharp knife was inserted into the handle, and the big man was so painful that his body was almost twisted.,

Wang Hua pulled out the knife as if he hadn't seen it, and blew the blood beads on the knife with his mouth. Under the dim candlelight, the knife raised dark red flowers as he blew. He said, "Do you know the role of pig blood in lacquerware?"

All four of them were confused. Do pig blood use to make lacquerware?

But at this time, they didn't care about being confused, sweat dripped from their faces, and their bodies shivered like sieve.

Wang Hua continued: "Put the blood of a cooked pig is dissolved in water, and put it in the blood clot with straw. Twist the straw to divide the blood clots. Then use gauze to filter out the unsoluble blood clots and blood stubs, add a small amount of lime, and stir it with a wooden stick. This is the best purple-red paint coating."

Speaking of this, he squatted down and said to them: "I have tried pig blood, but I haven't tried human blood yet. I don't know how effective human blood is?"

As he said that, he slapped the man's bloody wound with a small knife.

When I heard the boy in front of me say this, although the boy smiled and looked handsome, in their minds, he was like a demon.

Because of the fright, the few people's bodies shook even harder. The sweat all over their bodies was like they were fished out of water.

After Wang Hua finished speaking, he sat in a chair and pondered.

But these people turned their heads and looked out the window. It would be better if someone came in and sent them to the government. Now it is better to send them to the government than to the young man.

Although Wang Hua is decisive in his work, he is not a killer. But for these sluts, he must do this to shock the scene! He also wants to get a confession.

Wang Hua sat on a chair, and the cold wind in late October blew in from outside the door, and the candle lights were blown as if they were dancing, reflecting the expression on Wang Hua's face.

Several big men looked at the boy tremblingly, and even the leading man seemed to have forgotten the pain. Finally, Wang Hua spoke, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "In fact, why do you need to kill someone?"

He said this and then that made people feel even more cold in his heart. But after hearing Wang Hua said this, several big men nodded again.

Wang Hua stood up again, came to them, and said, "But why did I let you go?"

These big men made a "silly" sound, maybe begging for mercy or maybe explaining it.

Wang Hua said again: "Just because of your appearance, you still have to be a gangster?"

A deep hilarious flashed in his eyes.

These big men turned red, but they were thinking: We are just little gangsters, we usually steal, but we are afraid of death. How can we compare with you, a lunatic?

Wang Hua said again: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, but you just need to make a shout."

While saying that, he gestured with a knife in their hearts and said, "How long does it take to kill you, just stab you here? You should know."

Several people nodded again and thought to themselves: We don’t allow us to shout, who is the robber?

Wang Hua used a small knife to pick out the cloth strip from one of the people's mouth and asked, "Where are you from? What's your name?"

As he asked, he swept over his face with a knife.

The big man said tremblingly: "Little hero, please spare your life. The young man has an old mother at the top and a wife and children at the bottom."

Before Wang Hua could finish his words, he blocked the cloth strip again and stabbed it hard on his thigh with a knife. Don’t do this little trick!

Sweat fell on the faces of these four big men again. They had fought many times, but they had never encountered a tough character like a boy.

Wang Huacai stood up and said, "What do I ask, I will only answer whatever I want. If I talk nonsense, the next time will be the time when you all arrive in the underworld!"

After saying that, he picked up another big man's cloth strip again.

This time, Wang Hua finally completed his question successfully. Only then did he realize that these four great men were all gangsters in the neighborhoods, named Lu Ergou, Wan Dahai, Niu Defu and Zhang Sanlong.

A few days ago, I met Qi Zhenxuan’s friend Zhao Jingzhong on the street. Zhao Jingzhong told them that this time their boss’s face has been taken home.

Qi Zhenxuan's incident is not big or small. Maybe no one cares about Luoyang City, but it has spread in the western market. Manager Zheng is not greedy and wants to swallow other people's things, but it is not obtained. The best example of stealing chickens will not be able to lose a handful of rice. These four gangsters have also heard of this and beat him up and prepared to walk.

Zhao Jingzhong pulled Lu Ergou, the leading man, and whispered: "Do you know how much the boy's second lacquerware cost?"

He is a human being, and he always has a gossip. He knew that the boy had good skills and the lacquerware he made seemed to be sold at a sky-high price, but he didn't know how expensive it was. So Lu Ergou asked, "How much?"

Zhao Jingzhong replied: "Five hundred thousand yuan, this is Hanlinzhai's price lowered, otherwise it would be more. The painted horse box has now become the treasure of Hanlinzhai's store. Many families have paid high prices, but Hanlinzhai is unwilling to sell it."

That is an exaggeration. As a craft, the requirements for the age are still very low at this time, that is, the price of antiques may be, but it is not that important. The most important thing is the materials, various jade, agate, gold and silver, and lacquerware are relatively not the best. However, because Wang Hua uses a large amount of gold inlay, the entire lacquerware is precious. The second is calligraphy and painting, a good calligraphy and painting, which is more valuable than craftsmanship. The third is craftsmanship, that is, the shape of the utensils.

As a big shop, there are some more precious utensils than Wang Hua's paint box, and it is impossible to use this utensil as a store treasure. The reason why Hanlinzhai was not sold was because the price offered by the buyer had not reached their psychological price. Another thing is that they were well-informed and knew that Wang Hua bought three original wooden boxes that day, which means that these three paint boxes would be a set of works. If they were to be sold separately, the price would be greatly reduced. They were waiting for Wang Hua's other two boxes to set the final price.

There is no hurry now. It is not like Wang Hua, where the store lacks capital and needs to be sold immediately.

But after hearing this, the four big men's eyes showed light, 500,000 yuan, what is that? How many nights would it be enough for the famous little Taohong on the street to sleep with them? Another reason is that, like Zheng Longzi, he believed that the owner was a little hairy child. Of course, he regretted it now, and the little hairy child is also as fierce. This little hairy child is too young to prevent them from being greedy.

Seeing their expressions, a smile flashed across the corner of Zhao Jingzhong's eyes and succeeded. He continued: "And that little guy is still making the third lacquerware, which is more gorgeous than the first two."

When he heard this, the four great men were excited. So he found Wang Hua's residence. For the sake of air circulation, King Hua most opened the windows, and the other side of the window was against the alley. As long as he was interested, he could still see the movements in his room.

The four big men watched in turn and saw Wang Hua write an inscription on the top of the box, thinking that the work was over. They didn't know that the paint box would have to be polished and finally be considered a finished product. It took more than a day to go.

The most important thing was that Wang Hua rented this house at that time because the house was separated from the owner's house by a small garden. This is easy to understand. The creation of the room requires a quiet environment. Therefore, as long as the movement is not too big, it is generally difficult to attract attention.

When the big man said this, he begged for mercy again.

Wang Hua blocked his mouth with a cloth strip, and the knife saw blood again. Anyway, none of the four big men were intact, with wounds on their bodies and blood on their clothes.

Then Wang Hua sat on the chair and thought, regardless of whether they would die if they had died after they had too much blood.

Devil!

Lu Ergou and the other four thought to themselves.
Chapter completed!