Chapter 1064 Rich Second Generation (1/2)

While Brother Wolf and Godzilla worked on removing the wallpaper, Li Du and Hans were trying to estimate the value of the artwork.

”How much can this graffiti fetch?”

Hans looked it up online and said, ”There are many graffiti works by Banksy in the market. However, most of those are damaged. So one of those in a good condition will definitely be valuable.”

Li Du nodded. That is for sure.

Street artists treated their art like a pop star treated female fans, the more the merrier. In fact, they would be happiest if they could leave their graffiti on every corner of every street in the world.

Banksy had created a lot of graffiti work. In the beginning, he liked to defy tradition and enjoyed creating graffiti at art galleries and museums. Hence, he was always arrested by the police.

At that point, his work was not considered art. Hence, the galleries and museums did not preserve it. Most of his graffiti had been painted over or destroyed.

It was the same for his street work. The graffiti Banksy had painted in his early days were almost all destroyed.

Even now, as his works were mostly out in the streets, they were easily damaged.

For example, Banksy had created Art Hobbyist in 2010. The graffiti featured a girl staring up at an empty pedestal.

However, not long after its completion, the graffiti was damaged. Someone had added a male private organ on top of the pedestal.

Since Banksy's work was rare, intact pieces could fetch a very high price.

The graffiti that Li Du and his group had laid hands on had appeared previously in Banksy's collection. However, it had appeared there as a photograph. It was one of Banksy's mature works.

After Li Du and Hans discussed at length the estimated value of Banksy's art, they finally agreed that the graffiti they had in their possession was worth at least forty to fifty thousand dollars.

With the graffiti and a bunch of trash in tow, they started the car to leave.

The beady-eyed black man was flaring up at the rubbish in his warehouse. Seeing that Li Du and his companions were leaving, he shouted after them angrily, ”F*ck you! Sissies! I will find out who you are, you whoresons! You wait for it, I will drive you up a wall!”

Treasure hunters had their own circles. They maintained a close-knitted community, maintained by frequent exchanges online.

Once he had finished cursing, the beady-eyed man whipped out his phone to find out more about Li Du, Hans, Godzilla, and the rest by describing their appearances to other treasure hunters in his online circle. He asked whether anyone knew these people.

Li Du's Chinese appearance was an easy identifier, as there were few Chinese in the treasure hunting industry.

Shortly after the frustrated beady-eyed man sent his query, someone posted a photo and asked, ”Are you referring to these people?”

The beady-eyed man looked at the photo and responded instantly, ”Yes, it is them. What's their background? I want to make these sons of a b*tch suffer.”

A few people quickly replied:

”Ha, do you? That is the strongest Arizona pair of the past two years, miracle China boy Li and Hans Fox.”

”Just letting you know that some people had tried to do the same before. They all ended up in jail and have not been released yet.”

”Frank Boll and Charlie York, members of the Million Dollar Club.”

”Maybe you don't know them. But Golden-eye George Anthony, you know him? His son provoked Li and got a lesson from him. They nearly had to send him to the hospital.

Seeing that piece of news, the beady-eyed man was speechless. After a long time, he asked suspiciously, ”Is this real or fake? You guys are making a fool of me, right?”

”You can go and try.”

”Let me show you this news article.”

”Remember to buy insurance before provoking him.”