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Chapter 131 Let’s open the sand! (Subscribe)
East Street, Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

As the night deepens, the street lamps cast a soft yellow light, illuminating the mottled moss on the bluestone slabs. A breeze blows by, bringing a hint of coolness, gently shaking the branches and leaves of the ancient trees lining the street, making a rustling whisper.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, with only one or two passing by occasionally, their shadows elongated and dimmed by the lights from the shops.

"Chairman, that guy won't stand us up, right?"

The young landlady sat at the counter at the entrance of the store, pouting slightly.

"Wait a little longer, they said they will be here soon." Lin Chuan rubbed the landlady's hair and said with a smile.

at this time.

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

Lin Chuan planned to close the shop after taking this order and then take the landlady back home.

Wash and sleep.

"Then I'll wait with you."

The little landlady was like a kitten, frowning and rubbing against Lin Chuan.

Most of the antique shops nearby have closed.

Only a few shop windows showed dim lights, and the whole street was quiet.

Fortunately, the man in the blue T-shirt did not stand up Lin Chuan in the afternoon.

"Little brother, sorry for the wait."

The man was still wearing the blue T-shirt. He came to the front of the store, clasped his fists towards Lin Chuan, and looked apologetic.

Behind him were two men in black T-shirts.

Two men were carrying a cardboard box, which must have contained the porcelain.

"It doesn't matter."

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

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

The man in the blue T-shirt smiled and immediately told his two cousins, "Carry the things in and watch the threshold under your feet."

"So they are two cousins."

Lin Chuan glanced at the two men in black T-shirts, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes.

Although the two men were grinning, Lin Chuan could see a murderous look lingering between their brows. Their hands, which were lifting the cardboard boxes, were rough and covered with a thick layer of calluses.

Give Lin Chuan a familiar feeling.

"Little brother, can you take a look at the goods first?"

The man in the blue T-shirt stepped over the threshold of the Jinshiyuan Antique Shop and smiled at Lin Chuan.

"No hurry, drink some tea first." Lin Chuan thought for a moment, then patted the back of the landlady's hand, "Xinxin, go to the tea room and make a pot of tea."

"it is good."

The young landlady nodded and went into the tea room to make tea.

The man in the blue T-shirt glanced at the landlady who walked into the tea room, but didn't take it seriously. His eyes were still on Lin Chuan: "Young man, you are young and promising. You have a successful career and such a beautiful girlfriend."

Lin Chuan looked at the three people in front of him and said with a smile: "Why don't you three be cool and unrestrained and go wherever you want."

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

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

Lin Chuan shook his head: "I guess the three of you are here to seek the world of martial arts."

"Ha, it can be considered as asking for help from the underworld."

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

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

at this time.

The night was pitch black and there were few pedestrians on the street.

The surrounding shops have also closed and everything is quiet.

Occasionally a breeze blows through the streets and alleys and hits the windows, but it sounds 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 for it to boil before making tea." The young landlady replied in the tea room.

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

"no problem."

The man in the blue T-shirt nodded.

The other two men immediately opened the carton, revealing the porcelain inside.

Lin Chuan glanced over.

This is a blue and white porcelain vase. The vase is tall, with smooth lines, a slightly narrowed neck, and a rounded mouth. The body of the vase is covered with exquisite blue and white patterns with fresh colors, including mountains and rocks, and clouds and mist, like an ink painting cleverly inlaid on the porcelain.

"It is said that this is a Ming Dynasty imperial porcelain, 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 vase from the Ming Dynasty."

"Like?"

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

"It's a replica." 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 photo of and sent to me."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed and said, "Little brother, you must have seen it wrong. This is the one I took a photo of and sent to you. Why don't you take a closer look?"

"Take a closer look?"

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

“Little brother, you can just say it’s fake without even touching it when you’re appraising a treasure?” The man in the blue T-shirt narrowed his eyes.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "You guys are here to appraise treasures, but you blocked the door. Are you afraid that I will run away with your fake goods?"

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. 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 glanced over and saw that these people had sallow to dark skin, with a strong murderous aura between their brows. They looked particularly gloomy in the dark and windy night.

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

"Come with us?"

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

Lin Chuan shook his head: "Do you think I only deal in 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 wants him alive. Leave him alive!"

In the antique shop.

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

……

The night was as dark as ink, spreading to every corner of Anling City. The howling evening wind and the swaying shadows of the trees made people feel an inexplicable fear.

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

The toy gun spun quickly in her hand, and then she aimed quickly!
boom! boom! boom!
Continuous shooting, 20 shots, every shot hit the balloon.

Xue Qiqi was already holding two large stuffed dolls, and looked surprised: "Qianqian, why did you twirl the gun so handsomely just now?"

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

"You learned it from Lin Chuan, right?"

Xue Qiqi laughed and joked.

Shen Qianqian recalled the day on the country road in Linkang. She was still shocked by Lin Chuan's miraculous gun-twisting skills, and his calmness in the face of fifteen scammers.

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

It's 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 look up a lot of information?"

"Yes, I checked a lot." Xue Qiqi said with a smile.

"After checking, will you use it in your life?" Shen Qianqian asked, hitting a balloon.

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

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

"Are you thinking about another online writer?" Xue Qiqi said with a wicked smile.

"Where is it?"

"I heard from Lao Wang that the online writer now has a wealthy woman. Is she your love rival?"

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

"We've known each other for so long, don't I know you?" Xue Qiqi said with a smile.

boom! boom! boom!
Shen Qianqian hit all the targets again.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong——"

Just after she finished the call, her cell phone rang.

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

Shen Qianqian glanced at the flashing avatar and spat with a smile: "It's news about my love rival!"

"what?"

Xue Qiqi was stunned.

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

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

"where is it?"

"Gold and Stone Edge."

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

Shen Qianqian's expression suddenly turned cold, and she turned to Xue Qiqi and said, "Qiqi, can I borrow your car?"

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

But before she could ask "what happened", 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 to life.

Accelerating to 100 kilometers per hour is so important to Shen Qianqian at this moment!

boom--

The Mercedes-Benz GLC is speeding on the street.

On her mobile phone, there was a message from the landlady.

"There are three people from the other side."

"Seven more have arrived."

"With a knife."

Shen Qianqian didn't hesitate and dialed the director's number at the same time.

Normally, she could not report to a higher level, but since it involved Lin Chuan, she could talk directly to the director. This was what Zhang Biao had asked her to do.

The call is connected.

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

"What!?"

"I'll 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, Anling Police Station quickly dispatched police officers. Zhang Biao, wearing a white shirt, personally took charge and led the criminal police brigade straight to Jinshiyuan on East Street!
Police cars sped along the streets, their flashing sirens illuminating the dark night.

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

There was only one thought in her mind.

Lin Chuan, wait for me!
(End of this chapter)