A Living Lightning strike

This was a Living Lightning strike!

These old experts had tried their best to reach a height that they could never reach in their entire lives, but Lei Jing had only used less than thirty years.

Furthermore, he was the second young master of the Lei family!

Sometimes, the gap between people was so cruel that it was placed in front of their eyes.

"Go get my toolbox."

At the mention of professional questions, Lei min's expression clearly changed and he spoke to his assistant calmly.

The accompanying assistant quickly brought his toolbox over.

Lei Yu began to examine the two paintings with a serious expression.

In fact, after knowing the true identity of the old man in the Chinese tunic suit, the result was too obvious.

Han mingmei's face turned pale.

Although she wasn't as bad as Su Ling 'er, she didn't show any respect when she saw the other party's shabby clothes.

Now, if she was asked to please him, how could she put down her face?