Chapter 131 Let’s Start the Sand! (Subscribe)

East Street, Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

The night is getting darker, and the street lights cast a soft yellow light, reflecting the mottled moss on the bluestones. The breeze blows, with a hint of coolness, gently shaking the ancient branches and leaves on both sides of the street, making a rustling whisper.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians pass by, their silhouettes stretched long and dim by the lights of the shops.

"Chairman, that person won't let us go, right?"

The little landlord sat at the counter at the entrance of the store and pouted slightly.

"Just wait a little longer, they said it's almost here." Lin Chuan rubbed the little tenant's hair and said with a smile.

at this time.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and Lao Zhang was feeling a little sick, so Lin Chuan and the little housekeeper asked him to go back first.

Lin Chuan planned to close the business after taking this order, and then take the tenant back with him.

Wash and sleep.

"Then I'll wait with you."

The little housekeeper wrinkled her nose like a kitten and rubbed against Lin Chuan.

Most of the nearby antique shops were closed.

There were only a few faint lights coming from the shop windows, and the whole street was quiet.

Fortunately, the man in the blue T-shirt did not let Lin Chuan off in the afternoon.

"Little brother, it's been a long time."

The man, still wearing a blue T-shirt, came to the front of the store and hugged Lin Chuan with an apology on his face.

Behind him were two men wearing black T-shirts.

The two men were carrying a cardboard box, which must have contained the piece of porcelain.

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chuan laughed, clasped his fists as well, then looked at the two men in black T-shirts behind him and asked, "Who are these two?"

"These two are my cousins, here to help me move the porcelain."

The man in the blue T-shirt smiled, and then ordered his two cousins, "Carry the things in and look at the threshold under your feet."

"It turned out to be two cousins."

Lin Chuan glanced at the two men in black T-shirts, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although the two men were grinning, Lin Chuan saw that there was an evil spirit lingering between their brows. Their hands carrying the carton were rough and had a thick layer of calluses.

It gave Lin Chuan a familiar feeling.

"Little brother, would you like to take a look at the goods first?"

The man in the blue T-shirt lifted his feet across the threshold of Jinshiyuan Antique Shop and smiled at Lin Chuan.

"No rush, let's have a sip of tea first." Lin Chuan thought for a moment, then patted the back of the tenant's hand, "Xinxin, go to the tea room and make a pot of tea."

"good."

The little housekeeper nodded and walked into the tea room to make tea.

The man in the blue T-shirt glanced at the little tenant who walked into the tea room. He didn't take it to heart. His eyes were still on Lin Chuan: "My little brother is young and promising. He has a successful career. I have such a beautiful girlfriend again.”

Lin Chuan looked at the three people in front of him and said with a smile: "It's not as cool as the three of you. You can go wherever you want."

"Little brother, do you know what we do?"

The man in the blue T-shirt asked with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Lin Chuan shook his head: "I guess the three of you are trying to make ends meet."

"Ha, you can be considered a charlatan."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed, but his eyes were slightly cold.

The two men behind him looked out through the window at the empty street from time to time.

at this time.

The night was dark, and there were not many pedestrians visible outside the street.

The surrounding shops were also closed and quiet.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blows through the streets and alleys and hits the windows, but it is like a ghost whimpering in the middle of the night.

"Xinxin, is the tea ready?"

Lin Chuan shouted.

"Not yet, the water is cold, we have to wait until it boils to make tea." The little tenant woman replied in the tea room.

Lin Chuan looked at the three people in front of him and smiled: "Sorry, you three, the tea may have to wait a little longer. Let's take a look at the goods first."

"no problem."

The man in the blue T-shirt nodded.

Two other men immediately opened the carton to reveal the porcelain inside.

Lin Chuan looked away.

This is a blue and white porcelain vase. The bottle is tall and tall, with smooth lines. The neck is slightly tightened and the mouth is round. The body of the bottle is covered with exquisite blue and white patterns. The color is fresh. There are mountains and rocks on it, and there are clouds and mist. It looks like an ink painting skillfully painted. Inlaid on porcelain.

"It is said that this is a porcelain used by imperial kilns in the Ming Dynasty, and it is called a blue and white landscape vase." The man in the blue T-shirt said with a smile.

Lin Chuan nodded: "Just looking at the bottle, it does look like a blue and white landscape bottle from the Ming Dynasty."

"Like?"

The man in the blue T-shirt narrowed his eyes.

"It's imitation." Lin Chuan nodded.

"Imitation?" The man in the blue T-shirt was startled.

Lin Chuan looked into the eyes of the man in the blue T-shirt and smiled: "Yes, it's not the porcelain you took a picture and sent to me."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed, and then said: "Little brother, are you mistaken? This is the one I took a picture and sent to you. Why don't you take a closer look?"

"Take a closer look?"

The corners of Lin Chuan's mouth raised slightly, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Little brother, you appraisers don't even need to touch it, just say it's fake?" The man in the blue T-shirt narrowed his eyes.

Lin Chuan smiled and said: "You guys who came here to appraise treasures blocked the door. Are you afraid that I would run away with your fakes?"

At this time.

The two people behind the man in the blue T-shirt had quietly stood at the door, as if blocking the door to prevent Lin Chuan from escaping.

"Little brother, you are very alert." The man in the blue T-shirt raised his lips and smiled contemptuously.

"Your acting skills are not bad either. I was fooled by you in the afternoon." Lin Chuan was not in a hurry. He moved his feet and moved his body to block the three people's way to the tea room.

And in the next second.

Six or seven men in black T-shirts appeared outside the door of Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

Lin Chuan's eyes swept over them. These people had sallow and dark skin, and there was a strong murderous aura between their eyebrows. In the dark and windy night, it seemed particularly cool.

"There are quite a lot of colleagues here." Lin Chuan smiled.

"Colleagues?"

The man in the blue T-shirt was stunned, "Do you think we are doing antiques?"

Lin Chuan shook his head: "Do you think I only do antiques?"

The man in the blue T-shirt didn't understand what Lin Chuan meant. He frowned and looked at the deserted street. His face suddenly turned cold: "The boss said he wanted to be alive. Leave him a breath!"

In the antique shop.

Lin Chuan looked at the ten people in front of him and did not feel panic. His blood was surging and shaking rapidly, as if he was instinctively excited: "Then let's start killing!"

...

The night was as dark as ink, spreading to every corner of Anling City. The evening wind was sobbing, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, which made people feel inexplicably fearful.

Shen Qianqian was wearing a sportswear and a high ponytail tonight, and she and Xue Qiqi were playing with balloons at a street stall.

The toy gun turned quickly in her hand, and then quickly aimed!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Continuous shooting, 20 shots, every shot hit the balloon.

Xue Qiqi was already holding two big plush dolls, and she was surprised: "Qianqian, why did you turn the gun so handsomely just now?"

Shen Qianqian smiled lightly and asked the boss to bring 20 more bullets: "I learned it from someone."

"From Lin Chuan, right?"

Xue Qiqi laughed and joked.

Shen Qianqian recalled the day on the rural road in Lincang. She was still shocked by Lin Chuan's amazing gun-spinning skills and his calmness in the face of fifteen scammers.

Obviously, this is not something that an ordinary online writer can find out by looking up information.

It is more like an instinct formed after countless actual combat.

While aiming and shooting, Shen Qianqian looked at Xue Qiqi and asked, "Qiqi, do you online writers usually check a lot of information?"

"Yes, I check a lot." Xue Qiqi smiled.

"After checking, do you use it in your life?" Shen Qianqian hit a balloon and asked.

"That's very little." Xue Qiqi shook her head.

"That's strange." Shen Qianqian smiled doubtfully.

"Are you thinking about another online writer?" Xue Qiqi smiled wickedly.

"How could that be?"

"I heard from Lao Wang that the online writer now has a little rich woman, so she is your rival in love, right?"

"Nonsense, they are in love with each other, how can they be my rival in love?"

"We have known each other for so long, don't I know you?" Xue Qiqi laughed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Qianqian hit all the targets again.

'Ding Dong Ding Dong——'

Just after she finished, her cell phone rang.

"Is it Lin Chuan's message?" Xue Qiqi asked with a gossipy look on her face.

Shen Qianqian glanced at the flashing avatar and spat with a smile: "It's a message from a rival in love!"

"Ah?"

Xue Qiqi was stunned.

Shen Qianqian clicked on the message from the little landlady, and the smile on her face froze on her face.

"Sister Qianqian, help us call the police!" Zhang Xinxin sent her a message.

"Where is it?"

"Jinshiyuan."

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

Shen Qianqian's face suddenly turned cold, and she turned to Xue Qiqi and said, "Qiqi, lend me your car."

When Xue Qiqi saw Shen Qianqian's appearance, she handed over the key without hesitation.

But before she had time to ask "what's wrong", Shen Qianqian had already quickly sat in the driver's seat, and Xue Qiqi's Mercedes-Benz GLC started almost instantly, and the car engine roared.

Accelerating to 100 kilometers, how important it is to Shen Qianqian at this time!

Boom——

The Mercedes-Benz GLC sped along the street.

Her mobile phone showed the message sent by the little landlady.

"Three people from the other side came."

"Seven more came."

"With a knife."

Shen Qianqian did not hesitate and dialed the director's phone at the same time.

Normally, she could not report to the director above, but since it was about Lin Chuan, she could talk directly to the director, which was Zhang Biao's request to her.

The call was connected.

Shen Qianqian didn't greet him, and said directly: "Chief, Lin Chuan is in danger, the location is Jinshiyuan on East Street!"

"What!?"

"I will arrive in eight minutes at the fastest!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Biao was furious: "Who dares to mess with this little ancestor? Send the police!"

At the same time, the Anling Police Station quickly dispatched police. Zhang Biao, wearing a white shirt, personally led the criminal police brigade to Jinshiyuan on East Street!

One after another, police cars sped on the street, and the flashing alarm lights illuminated the dark night.

Shen Qianqian put down the phone and stepped on the accelerator to the extreme. The traffic police who had been contacted nearby quickly met her, cleared the way for her, and went straight to the antique shop on East Street!

She had only one thought in her mind.

Lin Chuan, wait for me!