Golden Greenery

The knowledgeable teacher Ma recognized this treasure at a glance, which was used by Chinese kings to worship the earth. However, he suppressed the shock and thunder in his heart and calmly talked to Lucas Telitzer. It’s time to wake up. Tlitzer wanted to figure out what this thing that had been at home for a hundred years was, but how could Teacher Ma tell him the truth.

Teacher Ma turned into a fool and said: This thing is probably the fire stick used to make fires in rural China in the past, or it was used by the old woman to pickle pickled cabbage. What? Doesn't it look like it to you? What do you know? Have you ever seen a Chinese earthen stove? Do you know what a septic tank is?

Isn’t it just a joke for a collector from the University of Malaya to fool an illiterate German? In the end, it was Telitzer who took the initiative and licked his face and begged his grandfather to tell his grandma to let Teacher Ma buy the jade cong. Teacher Ma even reluctantly paid for 2,000 marks. The illiterate Telitzer was counting the money in the back room and was very proud of himself. Little did he know that even if it cost 20 or 200 million, his Chinese grandpa Ma would try his best to bring the jade cong home.

Teacher Ma burst into tears on the plane back to China. During the more than ten hours of flight, his whole body was shaking like chaff and weeping.

The largest existing jade cong in China is only half the size of this one, and it is already a priceless treasure. This jade cong has a history of four thousand years. It records the cultural inheritance of five thousand years of Chinese civilization. It has been passed down in the sacrificial ceremonies of kings of all dynasties in China.

Teacher Ma donated the jade cong to the country. After a hundred years of vicissitudes, the country's important weapon finally returned to its hometown!

After professional cleaning, care and maintenance, the jade cong has been restored to its original glory. The ink jade is thick and deep, and the breathtaking force it emits is breathtaking. After being held in an independent exhibition hall for a period of time by Chinese people who flocked to pay homage after hearing the news, the jade cong was immediately properly collected and no longer displayed to others, becoming one of the treasures of the Forbidden City.

This incident caused a sensation in China and later even spread to Europe. After Telitzer heard about it, he almost got mad at himself and cried until he could not get out of bed for half a month. But then who can you blame? It was originally stolen by you, and it originally belonged to China. Who made you uneducated and who made you lame? Cultural relics are actually sold at a price that is based on the eye.

The story is just that. As a result, the second-level police officer Lucas Telitzer hated the Chinese for this thing that he did not deserve at all.

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"Stop the engine! Show your driver's license!" Telitzer stood outside the car.

He said to Zhuo Yang angrily.

Zhuo Yang smiled and poked his head out a little: "Good evening." According to usual experience, the other party should exclaim at this time: It's Zhuo, are you going out to play? have you eaten? …

"Take your hands off the steering wheel and get out of the car immediately! Put your hands where I can see them!" Telitzer stared.

"..." Zhuo Yang didn't expect it. "Officer, I..."

"I say it again, get out of the car right away! Keep your hands where I can see them!" Telitzer yelled.

Zhuo Yang walked out of the Porsche angrily: This guy doesn't seem to know me! He felt a little dizzy: "Hi, I'm Madi..."

"Shut up, damn gringo. Turn around and put your hands on the roof of the car." Telitzer didn't want to listen to Zhuoyang at all, and smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

Zhuoyang was a little reluctant, but after hesitating for a moment he still did it.

"Now tell me, where is your driver's license?" Tlitzer was very experienced. At this time, he had already guessed that Zhuoyang might not have a driver's license.

"...I'm sorry,...no." Zhuo Yang had no choice but to admit.

"Damn gringo, you're under arrest. Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head." As he spoke, Telitzer kicked Zhuo Yang's calf hard, trying to force him to spread his legs.

After receiving such a blow suddenly, Zhuoyang immediately became angry. He turned around and grabbed the left hand that Telitzer had just stretched out with his backhand, and was about to do it immediately.

The cold muzzle of a hk-p7 police pistol was pressed against Zhuo Yang's forehead.

It is difficult for people who have not experienced it to understand the feeling of having a gun held to their head. It is a naked death threat.

Zhuoyang was so frightened that he woke up instantly. After a brief period of fear, he quickly calmed down and controlled the conditioned reflex that almost exploded in his body. Zhuoyang's brain analyzed the situation in front of him as fast as light.

Telitzer's partner also bent down and aimed his gun at Zhuo Yang five meters to the side. If they encountered resistance, they would not hesitate to shoot.

Director Li of the military sports teaching and research department of the compound is a well-known fighting expert in the army. He can do nothing but defeat the enemy with one move. Zhuo Yang once practiced with Uncle Li for a summer vacation, and Zhuo Yang was a genius.

Zhuoyang's brain had been running tens of thousands of times in a thousandth of a second, and he was instantly convinced that he had at least seven ways to shoot off the gun in Telitzer's hand before he could react. There are four ways to seize the hk-p7 with bare hands before the gunfire, and there are at least two ways to use Tlitzer as a human shield to cover yourself after seizing the pistol.

However, the other party is the police!

Xiaozhu turned pale with fright, and his voice changed tone: "Zhuoyang, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

no! You can't resist. If you don't want to make things bigger, if you don't want to go to jail or hide and become a fugitive, you can't resist. The emotional control Zhuo Yang learned from music allowed him to avoid being impulsive at this moment and preventing things from getting out of hand.

Zhuo Yang gave up and turned around silently, allowing the second-level police officer Telize to twist his hands and put handcuffs on him.

"You are under arrest! You are suspected of driving without a license, driving dangerously under the influence of alcohol, serious assault, and assaulting a police officer. You have the right to remain silent..."

Zhuo Yang's most important eighteenth birthday, his coming of age ceremony, this night, Zhuo Yang spent alone in the detention room of the Hanover Police Station.

Zhuoyang is very smart. He has never seen or heard of it. He refused to answer any interrogations and inquiries, saying he would not answer any questions until a lawyer was present and he believed his friends were already starting to think of a solution.

In the stuffy detention room, Zhuo Yang began to reflect on the whole thing. There was no doubt that he was wrong, and even though Officer Tlitzer was fucked up, he was not wronged. Except for the suspicion of assaulting a police officer, which remains open to question, several other charges are solid facts. He began to analyze why such a thing happened to him, why he appeared here in the spring breeze and on this night of colorful flowers.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Yang to bravely reflect on the problem - he was a little inflated!

His success on the court and his achievements on the piano quickly made him a star and a favorite. His heart was filled with praises and flowers from the sky, and his chest was filled with everyone's praise and doting. The failure on the court a few days ago only made him reflect on the level of football competition, but it did not touch the depths of his soul. What happened today was accidental, but it was inevitable. He forgot the words that his father hung on the wall in the small study and told him - Shendu!

Zhuo Yang couldn't help but feel annoyed when he thought of his father. If your father knew, you can imagine how disappointed he would be!

However, Zhuo Yang didn't know that his trouble was far more than that.

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