City: Cultivating Immortals for a Thousand Years, Returning to Be a Dad

Although the young man looked handsome, his complexion was not very good. From a distance, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of dark clouds, which made him look very uncomfortable. Moreover, the forehead of the young man was slightly dark red, and there was a dark gold pattern hidden under the surface of the skin between his eyebrows. "Hey, isn't this Mr. Qin? I haven't seen you for several days. I miss you so much." Zhao Houzi immediately looked very happy and trotted to the side of the young man. His whole face was almost smiling like a chrysanthemum. The young man called Mr. Qin said perfunctorily. Then he said: "Zhao Houzi, where did you get this good stuff again? What's the situation of that Pixiu? It looks good to me, bring it to me quickly."

Zhao Houzi glanced at An Ziping, then said in a low voice with a somewhat ugly face: "Mr. Qin, that thing has been sold to that gentleman over there, why don't you take a look at this snuff bottle, this snuff bottle was used by Emperor Qianlong..."

Bang!

Zhao Houzi was hit on the head by Mr. Qin before he finished speaking.

"Last time I came, you said that this was used by the old Buddha."

"Hehe, is that so, Mr. Qin, why don't I remember it, why don't you take a look at this one, this one is..."

Bang!

Another bang hit Zhao Houzi on the head.

"Don't change the subject here, bring me the Pixiu."

"But Mr. Qin, you also know the rules of our business. It's about first come first served. This gentleman came first, how can I give the Pixiu to you." Zhao Houzi said aggrievedly, touching his head that was hit.

Zhao Houzi knew the Mr. Qin in front of him very well. He was very rich, and most importantly, he liked to collect some special gadgets, especially those that others didn't like, but he liked them the most.

Moreover, this Mr. Qin was famous for his domineering. He would definitely get anything he set his eyes on.

If you annoy him, you will definitely suffer.

"I say, Zhao Houzi, what's wrong with you today? Do you think my temper has improved?" The muscles on Mr. Qin's face twitched, and he stared at Zhao Houzi fiercely.

Zhao Houzi suddenly felt his hair stand on end and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Mr. Qin, I'm wrong, but you also know the rules of our business. If I break the rules, I'm done." Zhao Houzi kept begging for mercy. Although Mr. Qin would pay a higher price to buy things, every business has its own rules. In this antique street, if the buyer and seller have already agreed on the price, no matter how high the price is, the later person can only sell it to the former. If the stall owner does not follow the rules, he will be driven out. So Zhao Houzi would rather make less money and abide by his own rules, otherwise he will lose a lot if he is driven out. Mr. Qin naturally knew this rule. He snorted coldly, pushed Zhao Houzi away, and walked towards An Ziping. "How about it, buddy, I just heard that your transaction price is 100 yuan. So, I'll pay 5,000, and you give it to me." Mr. Qin said with a smile. Zhao Houzi, who was standing by, turned green when he heard the price. Five thousand, fifty times more.

This was almost as much as his income for half a month.

An Ziping glanced at Young Master Qin calmly and said, "Sorry, I refuse."

Young Master Qin's smile froze on his face when he heard this.

"Boy, I tell you, don't refuse a toast. There is nothing I, Qin Feilong, can't get. Believe it or not, I will beat you up."

Qin Feilong pointed at An Ziping and threatened.

As his voice fell.

The faces of the people watching around him all changed.

It turned out to be someone from the Qin family. The Qin family is the first wealthy family in Ningnan City, with influence in the military, political and business circles.

The brothers of the Qin family are the eldest brother, Qin Bochuan, known as the king of soldiers in the Southern Military Region. He once led the Tianlang Special Forces of the Southeast Military Region to carry out missions abroad, successively wiped out several drug dens, and made great military achievements.

The third brother, Qin Boming, is known as a business genius. The Huaxin Group he founded controls half of the economic lifeline of Ningnan City. He is ranked among the top in Southeast Province, and he himself is the richest man in Ningnan City.

The fourth brother, Qin Boyang, is even hailed as one of the future political giants in Southeast Province. At a young age, he served as the deputy minister of the Southeast Provincial Organization Department and held real power.

And Qin Feilong is the Qin who died young.

The second oldest son of the family, the only son of Qin Boyun.

It is said that Qin Boyun was a martial arts genius. Before his death, there was news that he was expected to advance to the Grandmaster level in his lifetime.

Unfortunately, he died suddenly for unknown reasons.

Of course, the most powerful one is the father of the four brothers, Qin Maoguo, the head of the Qin family.

He once crossed the grasslands, spent half his life in the military, made great achievements, and was awarded the title of founding lieutenant general after the founding of the country.

After that, he guarded the Southeast Military Region and served the country and the people all his life. Although he is retired now, the soldiers he led have spread all over the Yanhuang country. There are also many of his proud students in the Southeast Province. Even the governor of the Southeast Province has to call him the old chief.

With such a background and relationship, Qin Feilong can walk sideways in the entire Ningnan City.

At this time, Zhao Houzi also hurried over to persuade An Ziping,

"Brother, if it were me, why not sell this Pixiu to Young Master Qin? Isn't it true that when we buy antiques, we should make a profit from the difference? Now the price has increased fifty times. You can sell it right after you get it, and you can make so much money. It's not bad. We don't have to make Young Master Qin angry, don't you think?"

Zhao Houzi persuaded earnestly.

An Ziping raised his head and looked at Zhao Houzi, then at Qin Feilong, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Not for sale."

An Ziping uttered these two simple words, and then continued to fiddle with the black Pixiu, seemingly not wanting to pay attention to Qin Feilong.

When Qin Feilong heard these two words, he was furious, and his face was uncertain.

He, Qin Feilong, had never been so frustrated since he was a child. He stared at An Ziping coldly, his tone cold.

"If that's the case, don't blame me."

After saying that, Qin Feilong waved his hand.

The two strong men beside him rushed up, ready to capture An Ziping and snatch the things.

These two strong men were sturdy and strong, with bulging muscles and explosive power. Ordinary gangsters were no match for them.

These two strong men were the bodyguards of the Qin family, responsible for protecting Qin Feilong.

"Boy, you are unlucky today!"

The two strong men said with a grin, and one of them slapped An Ziping directly.

An Ziping still did not move, and seemed to be scared silly.

"Pah!"

With a crisp sound, An Ziping slapped him

"Ouch..."

The strong man screamed, hugged his arm and squatted down, his face was bruised and purple, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.