Brother Wolf and Godzilla were there to shovel the wall, while Li Du and Hans were thinking about the valuation together.

"How much can this graffiti sell for?"

Hans looked at the quote from the online news and said, "Now there are a lot of graffiti circulating in Banksy, but most of them have been destroyed, so it is definitely worthwhile if it is preserved."

Li Du nodded, this is indeed true.

The creative beliefs of street artists are the same as those of them hooking up with female fans. The more they get better. They want to occupy every street in the world, and they will continue to spray.

Banksey also had a lot of graffiti, but in the early days he liked to go to art museums and spray paintings in museums, so he was always arrested by the police.

His works were not works of art at that time, so art museums and museums would not be preserved, and almost all of them were smeared or destroyed.

The same is true on the streets, with Banksy's early graffiti almost all been destroyed.

Even now, because most of these graffiti appear on the streets, they are still easily destroyed.

For example, he once created a graffiti called "Art Lovers" in 2010, depicting a woman staring at an empty base.

As a result, the painting was destroyed shortly after it was completed, and someone added a male genitals to the base of the painting...

Such things are precious because they are rare. If Banksey's graffiti are not destroyed, most of them are valuable.

The graffiti they obtained appeared in Banksey's collection, but the photos appeared, which belonged to Banksey's mature works.

Li Du and Hans evaluated his works and quotes, and finally believed that the graffiti would have to be worth at least 400,000 to 500,000 US dollars.

Take away the graffiti painting and a pile of garbage, and they drive away.

The black man with a small eye was angry at the garbage in a warehouse. Seeing Li Du and others leaving, he was so angry that he cursed: "Fa Ke has it! I'm a bitch! I will definitely find out your identity as a bitch! Wait and see, I will definitely kill you..."

Treasure pickers have circles. They often interact online and are closely connected with each other.

After scolding, Xiaoyan Black man surfed the Internet with his mobile phone and described the appearance of Li Du, Hans, Godzilla, Wolf Brother, Porter and others, and asked if anyone knew them.

Li Du’s Chinese face is a good feature, and there are not many Chinese in this industry.

After he asked, someone immediately sent a photo and asked, "Are there a few of them?"

The black man with little eyes looked at it and immediately replied: "Yes, it's them, where is their origin? I want to kill these bitches."

Several people quickly sent messages to reply to him:

"Ha, you really want to do this? This is the best pair of Arizona in the past two years, the magical boys China Lee and Hans Fox."

"I'll remind you that someone thought so before, and then they were sent to prison and have not come out yet."

"The ones sent to prison were Frank Pole and Delhi York, quasi-million club members."

"You may not know them, but you know, Golden Eye George Anthony? His son was so tired of Chinese Lee, he was almost sent to the hospital."

Looking at the information, the black man with small eyes was stunned. After a long time, he asked weakly: "Is it true? Are you teasing me?"

"You can try it."

"Show you the news."

"Remember, you have to buy insurance before you provoke him."

A bunch of malicious instigation appeared in front of him.

The little-eyed black man thought about the fact that Brother Wolf had broken a thick piece of wood before, and thought these statements were quite reliable. He put away his phone in frustration and understood that he had no hope of revenge.

Li Du and his party didn't take him seriously. After returning to the villa, Li Du looked at the air tickets, while Hans found a way to sell the graffiti painting.

Not long after he booked the air ticket, Hans said enthusiastically: "Let's meet a rich man tomorrow. He is interested in Banks' paintings."

Li Du said in surprise: "Have you found a buyer so soon? How long has it been?"

Hans said proudly: "Let you see Boss Fu's method!"

Li Du asked suspiciously: "Is it reliable? I booked a plane ticket, so I have to change the tickets."

Hans nodded and said, "It should be no problem. I explored his reality. His name is Jefferson. He is a rich second generation. His hobby is street art. He is a loyal fan of Banks. He is rich and likes it. There is no problem with the deal."

Speaking of this, he turned his head and shouted to Godzilla: "Don't dispose of these garbage, leave it behind, put some ragged clothes and pants inside, and find some bad furniture to throw it on, which is useful."

Li Du asked, "What is this for?"

Hans winked at him and said, "You will know tomorrow."

The business was handled quickly this time. The front hand found the goods and the back hand contacted the buyer.

Hans had specific information about Jefferson. After Potter learned about it, he asked a friend in Miami to ask for help. The information was quickly fed back. Indeed, this person is relatively reliable, a rich second generation, rich and likes street art.

So Li Du refunded the ticket, and the next day they drove the rented truck to find Mr. Jefferson.

Jefferson lives in an upscale residential area in Miami, next to the Lincoln Road Shopping Center, where countless tourists gather, bustling with traffic.

Hans called Jefferson, but he did not get through like contacting Porter.

"Made, you won't be fooled, right?" Li Du asked suspiciously.

This time it was Hans' turn to comfort him: "I guess this guy is also doing partying. It seems that Miami people have nothing else to do except to do partying."

There was a shopping center next to them, so they went for a walk. Li Du bought a few interesting small items, bought a set of Miami Scenic Postcards at a post office, and mailed them back to Sophie.

Hans called several more times during this period, but no one answered, so he lost confidence.

After lunch, they decided to go back if they still couldn't make the phone call.

As a result, Jefferson took the initiative to call back, and a lazy voice rang in the microphone: "Sorry, man, I just woke up, my phone was switched to silent mode, and I didn't receive your call..."

Li Du looked at the weather outside. Damn it, I woke up after lunch? This rich second generation has a very good life.

It was easy to get in touch. They agreed on the location, and Jefferson rushed to their restaurant before he could eat.

The group breathed a sigh of relief and thought they could negotiate business soon.

As a result, they were so relaxed that it took an hour and a half before Jefferson called again: "I'll go out immediately, where are you in the restaurant?"

Hans couldn't help it and said angrily: "You're just out now? Are you going to bed again?"

Jefferson said: "How is that possible? I cleaned up, made a mask, and changed my hairstyle."

Li Du and Hans: “…”
Chapter completed!