Antique Street.
Whether it is to come to Taobao or to pick up leaks, customers here keep coming here all year round.
A quaint pawn shop.
The black dog's blood in front of the door gradually solidified and dried under the sunlight, and beside the black dog's blood sat a red-haired youth with a sun hat.
The young man's fancy clothes and those mouse eyes can tell that he is not a good person, and there is a huge sign next to him.
The words "Unscrupulous Black Merchant" are engraved on it.
Liu Qianqian stood in front of the door with his hands on his waist and scolded him angrily.
"Are you going to leave? If not, I'll call the police."
Hongmao affected their family's business here too much, and her father was not in the store. As the daughter of the store, she had to stir up the lead.
"If you want me to go, you can, let your boss return the painting to me."
"What painting, you have been shouting about that painting here, but you have never been able to name the painting." Liu Qianqian's pretty face was full of anger that could not be concealed, and said, "I think you are trying to find fault. Bar."
"Hey, what if I'm trying to find fault?"
The red-haired youth stood up from the ground, propped up the giant plaque with his right hand, and took a greedy look around Liu Qianqian's body.
Tongue licked his lips, and the red-haired youth reached out his hand.
"Yo, didn't notice, it turned out to be a little beauty."
"You have some respect."
Su Yan on the side knocked down his hand with a bag, and the red-haired youth turned his eyes.
"It turned out to be two little beauties."
"Why are you like this?"
Liu Qianqian raised her eyebrows in a panic, she had never encountered such a situation before. In the past, his father was sitting in the store, and there was no such problem at all.
But it just so happened that her father was going to pick up the goods at someone's house today, so she drove the duck to the shelves and became the owner of the store for a day.
I didn't expect this to happen.
"How about me?" The red-haired youth's face was full of playful smiles.
"How can you go?"
"If the beauty doesn't go, how can I go?"
The young man licked his lips and moved closer to Su Yan and Liu Qianqian step by step.
"Brother will definitely make you two feel comfortable..."
The unbearable foul language, like a cannonball, was continuously fired from the young man's mouth.
His hand gradually reached out to the two girls.
at this time…
Click.
A crisp sound was followed by a shrill howl, and Ye Zichen threw the dislocated arm of the red-haired youth aside.
"Zichen."
Su Yan ran over with a happy face, feeling the trembling of the beautiful woman in her arms, Ye Zichen patted her on the back and looked up at the pawn shop's sign.
"You are Liu Yong's daughter."
"You know my father?"
Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but Ye Zichen nodded noncommittally.
Looking at the black dog blood that had been killed on the ground, Ye Zichen frowned.
Although it is an era of belief in technology, this kind of black blood on people's appearance is still a big taboo for these businesses.
"what's the situation?"
Ye Zichen came here, and Liu Qianqian seemed to have found the backbone.
With a long sigh of relief, he raised his finger and pointed at the red-haired road screaming over there.
"It's him. He insisted that my family return the painting to him, but he never said what it was."
"That's just trying to find fault."
Ye Zichen frowned, and he couldn't even say what the goods were.
Patting Su Yan on the shoulder and letting her stand aside, Ye Zichen squinted and walked towards the red hair.
"Brother, it's not very authentic for you to do this."
"Grandson, you TM..." Hong Mao raised his head, and when he saw Ye Zichen, his whole face turned red, "Made, I am looking for you."
Startled.
Ye Zichen glanced at the red hair several times, he had taught many such blind streamers...
He couldn't even remember which one it was.
"You bought that blue and white porcelain at that time!"
Ye Zichen was suddenly stunned.
"You're the kid who sells counterfeit blue and white porcelain. It's fine that I didn't trouble you. What are you doing here?"
"Fuck you." The red-haired youth glared and said, "The blue-and-white porcelain is no longer for sale, so please return the paintings to me."
"… "
A black line floated up from Ye Zichen's forehead.
"There are rules in Antique Street. The money and goods are clear. Even if it is missed, I have never heard of any merchant refunding the money. Especially since you have been here for a month, I just remembered to find it. I think you are a little eggplant. Bao's head hasn't grown long, he's crazy about money!"
"Less TM nonsense, give it or not!"
"… "
With a speechless look on his face, Ye Zichen drooped and grabbed the red-haired arm with a dead fish face.
Kacha Kacha is a few crisp sounds.
"If I put it on and unload it for you a few times, your arm will almost become a glass arm, and it will dislocate when you touch it... Do you want that painting or this arm?"
"You... you TM wait for Lao Tzu."
Grabbing the dislocated arm and running away from the crowd, Ye Zichen shrugged at the red-haired back and walked in front of Liu Qianqian.
"Your family is also true. With such a big pawn shop, can't you hire a few thugs?"
"My father pays attention to integrity in his business. He has never encountered such a thing. He doesn't need thugs at all. Only those black-hearted businesses need thugs."
Liu Qianqian hummed with his lips raised, Ye Zichen smiled helplessly when he heard the sound.
"Then what happened to that kid just now?"
"He... he's a special case."
Liu Qianqian's tone was stagnant, and then she ran to the pawn shop and took out a bucket of water and a rag.
"What are you doing?"
"Clean it up, or it won't interfere with business."
Liu Qianqian frowned and splashed water on the black dog's blood.
The solidified black dog's blood gave off a foul smell after touching the water. Ye Zichen covered his mouth and nose and pulled Liu Qianqian's hand.
"Don't do it, the grandson will come and let him do it himself."
rub.
Liu Qianqian's pretty face turned red.
"You let me go."
Ye Zichen smirked and let go of his hand. Liu Qianqian was about to ask the reason when he saw a group of people suddenly outside the pawn shop.
The leader was the red hair, and there was a yellow hair standing beside him.
The hair of the entire team is colorful, and it looks like a disciplined organization...
Kill Matt so neatly.
Hard to find.
"Boss, TM is this kid."
The red hair covered the unattached arm and pointed at Ye Zichen and cursed.
The yellow hair next to him raised his head...
boom.
"Who is called TM, that TM is the big boss!"
Huang Mao stared, and kicked the red hair to the ground with one foot.
Ye Zichen was stunned when he saw the yellow hair.
Dragon Ball enthusiast.
He covered his face.
It seemed that he had foreseen what would happen next.
I saw Huang Mao's face full of sacred and solemn expressions, and he walked towards Ye Zichen step by step.
tread! tread!
Stand up straight with your legs together!
salute!
"Hello boss."