Big Boss
Antique Street.
Whether it was to find treasure or to pick up leftovers, there was always an endless stream of customers.
In a simple and unadorned pawn shop.
The puddle of black dog blood in front of the door gradually dried up under the sunlight. Beside the puddle of blood sat a red-haired youth wearing a sun hat.
The youth's gaudy clothes and rat eyes made it obvious that he wasn't a good person. There was also a large sign beside him.
On it were the words "Unscrupulous Black Merchant".
Liu Qianqian stood in front of the door with her hands on her hips and shouted angrily.
"Are you going to leave or not? If not, I'm going to call the police."
The red-haired youth's presence here affected her family's business too much. Her father wasn't in the shop, so as the owner's daughter, she had to take responsibility.
"You want me to leave? Sure, but tell your boss to return that painting to me."
"What painting? You've been yelling about that painting, but you can't tell me what it is," Liu Qianqian's face was filled with unconcealable anger. Liu Qianqian's pretty face was filled with unconcealable anger as she said, "I think you're deliberately looking for trouble."
"Heh, so what if I'm purposely looking for trouble?"
The red-haired youth stood up from the ground. He held the large sign with his right hand and looked greedily at Liu Qianqian.
Licking his lips, the red-haired youth stretched out his hand.
"Oh, I didn't notice, it's actually a beauty."
"Be more respectful."
Su Yan knocked his hand away with her bag. The red-haired youth's gaze shifted.
"It's actually two beauties."
"Why are you like this?"
Liu Qianqian frowned anxiously. She had never encountered a situation like this before. In the past, her father was always in charge of the shop, so this kind of problem would never occur.
Coincidentally, her father was going to someone's house to get some goods today, so she was forced to be the owner for a day.
She didn't expect to encounter something like this.
"What's wrong with me?" The red-haired youth's face was filled with a playful smile.
"Just what do I have to do to leave?"
"If the beauties don't leave, how can I leave?"
The youth licked his lips and approached Su Yan and Liu Qianqian step by step.
"Big Brother will definitely let the two of you live comfortably …"
Unbearable obscenities shot out of the youth's mouth like cannonballs.
His hand gradually reached out to the two women.
Just then …
Crack.
Ye Zichen tossed the red-haired youth's dislocated arm to the side, followed by a shrill howl.
"Zichen."
Su Yan ran over joyfully. Ye Zichen patted her back as he felt the tremble of the beauty in his arms, then looked up at the sign of the pawnshop.
"You are Liu Yong's daughter."
"You know my father?"
Liu Qianqian was stunned. Ye Zichen nodded.
Ye Zichen frowned as he looked at the dried black dog blood on the ground.
Although this was the era of faith and technology, this kind of black dog blood splashing on people's faces was still a big taboo for these merchants.
"What's the situation?"
Liu Qianqian seemed to have found her pillar of support after Ye Zichen arrived.
He let out a long sigh of relief, raised his hand, and pointed at the red-haired guy.
"That's him. He insisted that we return the painting to him, but he never said what it was."
"Then you're deliberately looking for trouble."
Ye Zichen frowned. He couldn't even say what it was. What was he doing if not looking for trouble?
Ye Zichen patted Su Yan's shoulder and told her to stand to the side, then walked towards the red-haired guy with squinted eyes.
"Bro, that's not very nice of you, right?"
"Grandson, you f * cking …" The red-haired guy looked up. When he saw Ye Zichen, his entire face turned bright red. "F * ck, laozi was looking for you."
Ye Zichen was stunned.
Ye Zichen looked at the red-haired guy a few times. He had taught quite a few idiots like this a lesson …
He couldn't even remember which one it was.
"You were the one who bought that blue and white porcelain, right?"
Ye Zichen instantly understood.
"You're that brat who sold the fake blue and white porcelain? It's good enough that I didn't cause trouble for you. What did you come here for?"
"F * ck you," the red-haired young man glared. The red-haired youth glared at him and said, "I'm not selling that blue and white porcelain. Give me back the painting inside."
"…"
A black line floated up from Ye Zichen's forehead.
"There are rules in the antique street. Money and goods are cleared. I've never heard of any merchant refunding money even if you picked up a bargain. What's more, you only thought of coming here after a month. I think that your brain hasn't grown up yet, and you've gone crazy thinking about money!"
"Stop fucking bullshitting. Are you giving it back or not!?"
"…"
Ye Zichen was speechless, then grabbed the red-haired guy's arm with a dead-fish expression.
Crack, crack. Several crisp sounds rang out.
"If I put it on you a few more times, then your arm will pretty much turn into a glass arm, and will dislocate with a single touch … Do you want the painting or this arm?"
"You-Just f * cking wait."
Ye Zichen grabbed his dislocated arm and ran away from the crowd. He shrugged towards the red-haired guy's back, then walked in front of Liu Qianqian.
"Seriously, your family is so big. Can't you hire a few thugs to open such a large pawnshop?"
"My dad values honesty when doing business, he has never encountered something like this. He doesn't need thugs at all, only those black-hearted merchants need thugs."
Liu Qianqian pouted and snorted. Hearing that, Ye Zichen smiled helplessly, "Then what's going on with that brat just now?"
"Then what's with that brat just now?"
"H-he's a special case."
Liu Qianqian paused for a moment. Then, she ran into the pawnshop and took out a bucket of water and a cloth.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cleaning this up. Otherwise, it's a hindrance to business."
Liu Qianqian frowned, then splashed the water onto the black dog's blood.
The congealed black dog's blood released a foul smell when it touched the water. Ye Zichen covered his mouth and nose, then pulled Liu Qianqian's hand.
"Don't do it, let that grandson do it himself when he comes later."
Zoom.
Liu Qianqian blushed.
"Let go of me."
Only then did Ye Zichen let go with a coy smile. Just when Liu Qianqian wanted to ask why, she saw a group of people suddenly appear outside the pawnshop.
The leader was a red-haired guy, while a yellow-haired guy stood beside him.
The entire team had colorful hair. It was clear that they were a very disciplined group …
Even the killers were killed so neatly.
It was very hard to find them.
"Boss, it's this f * cking brat."
The red-haired guy held his dislocated arm, then pointed at Ye Zichen and cursed.
The yellow-haired guy beside him looked up …
Bang.
"Who the f * ck are you calling brat? That's f * cking big boss!"
The yellow-haired guy glared, then kicked the red-haired guy onto the ground.
Ye Zichen was shocked when he saw the yellow-haired guy.
Dragon Ball fanatic.
He covered his face.
It seemed like he had already predicted what would happen next.
The yellow-haired guy's face was filled with a sacred and solemn expression as he walked towards Ye Zichen.
Ta! Ta!
He stood straight with his legs together!
Salute!
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