Zhang Shanfeng almost didn't laugh when he heard the voice on the other end of the hawker's phone.

He chuckled as he watched the vendor call.

"Hmph, you're still laughing, and you'll cry later!" the vendor yelled at Zhang Shanfeng with the phone.

But in view of the fact that he had just seen two people being pointed in front of him by him, like a demon, unable to move, so the hawker did not dare to approach Zhang Shanfeng except for shouting.

Zhang Shanfeng took two steps forward unhurriedly, frightening the hawker to retreat again and again.

"You, what are you going to do, brother-in-law, come and save me, this person is going to beat me......" Before the peddler finished speaking, the phone in his hand was snatched away by Zhang Shanfeng.

"Who the hell are you, dare to bully my brother-in-law on my territory, and wait there for me!"

"Xiang Huadong, you have a good temper?" Zhang Shanfeng said lightly into the phone.

"You...... Are you the eldest young master?" on the other end of the phone, although he only heard these few words, his voice became cautious.

"Hurry up and roll over to me, your brother-in-law bullied my sister, you can do this!" Zhang Shanfeng said coldly, and threw the phone to the peddler.

The peddler was dumbfounded for a moment when he heard the conversation between Zhang Shanfeng and the boss behind his scenes.

He heard from his brother-in-law early on that in Los Angeles, there was a benefactor of their family, although he was just a distant cousin-in-law of Xiang Huadong, but relying on the power of Xiang Huadong, their family did not have to worry about food and clothing.

I have long wanted to ask Xiang Huadong to introduce myself to the legendary "nobleman", but I told Huadong that the status of the eldest young master is extremely high, and it is not something that people like them can see casually.

Could it be that today's good life of yourself was directly kicked to the iron plate?

After Xiang Huadong was reprimanded by Zhang Shanfeng, he didn't dare to hang up the phone.

"Young Master, don't be angry, I'm in Xijing, I'll buy a plane ticket now to take the blame for you!" Xiang Huadong said in fear.

"Sister, brother-in-law...... It's me, the eldest young master, gave me back the phone!" the vendor said cautiously to Xiang Huadong.

"Why did you do something to offend the eldest young master? And Miss Yanzi, can you afford to provoke this kind of identity? Hurry up and kowtow to the eldest young master and the eldest lady to admit your mistakes!" Xiang Huadong was mad.

"I ...... Miss, she accidentally broke the painting, and the eldest young master wanted to buy my painting...... "The peddler knew that the matter was getting bigger, so he deliberately said that the matter was small.

"What's the matter, just if you sell that thing, kneel and beg the eldest young master to take a look, the eldest young master will not hesitate to look at it! He wants to buy it from the old man, it is your ancestral grave that there is green smoke, why don't you hurry up and kneel and beg the eldest young master to accept it!"

The hawker nodded like pounding garlic when he was scolded by Xiang Huadong, and his palms were sweating.

I didn't dare to say more, so I quickly put the picture scroll in my hand.

With a puff, he knelt in front of Zhang Shanfeng.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I didn't know Mount Tai with my eyes, I bumped into you, and I beg you to raise your noble hand and let me go!" the peddler begged bitterly in front of Zhang Shanfeng.

"What is this for, selling something, do you still have to kneel?" Zhang Shanfeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took the painting.

"Zhang Shanfeng, I can see that you are relying on your own underworld forces to take advantage of it!" As soon as Zhang Shanfeng turned around, he saw Zeng Zhiguo come forward and say with a righteous face.

"Smack!" As soon as Zeng Zhiguo's words fell, a slap slapped him in the face.

Zeng Zhiguo was beaten, only to see that the one who beat him was actually a peddler who was helping him out.

"You're so tired of being crooked, aren't you? Our uncle just came to see a painting, and you've been beside Bibi, and if you dare to disturb our uncle's Yaxing, I'll call my brothers to throw it out for you!" said the peddler angrily.

Zeng Zhiguo never thought that his "good intentions" would end up like this, when he was angry, he saw two or three policemen coming from outside the crowd.

"Who called the police?" the policeman asked as he walked inside from outside.

When the peddler saw the police coming, his legs trembled with fright.

Zeng Zhiguo came to the spirit, wow, you people who don't know what to do, stand on the same line and bully me, let none of you be good today!

"Comrade policeman, there are those who sell counterfeit goods here, and there are those who restrict personal freedom!" Zeng Zhiguo raised his hand and shouted.

Zhang Shanfeng saw the pegging look on the vendor and smiled faintly.

He casually walked up to the painting seller and the gentleman man who were pointed, and slapped them twice on the back.

The two of them suddenly regained their freedom and obediently stood aside.

When the policeman saw Zeng Zhiguo raise his hand to speak, he asked him, "You called the police?"

Zeng Zhiguo shook his head, and wanted to say something more, but Zhang Shanfeng suddenly skipped past him and held the hand of the leading policeman tightly.

"Comrade policeman, what a coincidence, we met here, it was me who called the police!"

Zhang Shanfeng found that the patrolling policeman turned out to be the one who helped him chase down the car thief that day and went to Zhongying Film and Television.

And on the day the golden swallow jumped off the bridge, it was he who released the water, so that he was able to easily approach the golden swallow and rescue him.

"It's you, Mr. Zhang, why is it so coincidental?" The young policeman showed a surprised look, and he looked at the golden swallow behind Yan Chenyu again, knowing that their identities were not ordinary.

"No, my sister went out shopping, and there was a misunderstanding with someone, I thought, of course I have to find a servant of the people, I didn't expect this little brother to be a particular person, you just arrived, he took care of the matter. Zhang Shanfeng pointed to the vendor and said.

The policeman looked at the vendor and nodded thoughtfully.

"I see, it's okay, pay attention next time!" the policeman said, pointing to the vendor.

"Certainly, certainly, officer!" the peddler was so frightened that he didn't know what to say.

Zeng Zhiguo was left aside, very unhappy, one turned a deaf ear to himself, and the other slapped himself, he had the heart to please Yan Chenyu, but he touched his nose.

The most annoying thing is that this gray nose is his sister's son-in-law, his nemesis Zhang Shanfeng!

"Comrade policeman, this matter is not as simple as they say, one of them sells fake paintings, and the other is entangled in the underworld forces, you are here for fear of making things bigger, so pretend to be here!" Zeng Zhiguo inserted a lever.

"You're so strange, the plaintiff and the defendant didn't say anything, what are you anxious about?" the policeman asked disdainfully.

Originally, I saw Zhang Shanfeng, so fateful, I wanted to make a good friend, this man is good, he began to mix from the moment they met, and the police were very unhappy.

"I am just a person who sees unevenness on the road and draws a knife to help!" Zeng Zhiguo had a pretentious and righteous expression.

"Okay, who are you fighting for?

"I'm ......" Zeng Zhiguo looked at Zhang Shanfeng and then at the hawkers.

"That! That is the painting sold by this peddler, it is a fake, and it costs 800,000 yuan!" Zeng Zhiguo couldn't say anything for a while, and directly pointed to the painting and shouted.