In the early morning, the weather is slightly cool.

The entrance of the gallery, which is usually depressed, is unexpectedly full of people today, and after a short silence, there is an immediate outcry.

Old man Wu, Pan Shengcheng, and Zhang Qitian were at the door of the three-person war antique shop, and the expressions on their faces were different.

"Damn, when did this bastard come running too? When did I say I was going to sell him that wood carving? Wu Sanri gritted his teeth and said one after another, his face was blue and white.

Zhang Qitian frowned: "The surname Yin has been stable for a long time, he himself is a tyrant on this ancient street, today there are good things smashed out of the earthen altar, and there is nothing wrong with him coming over to mix with one foot." ”

"I think we can just watch the play, Old Man Wu, if we can, hehe, when the time comes, we will sell the wood carvings to him cheaper in private, and then let him find a way to help us get this gallery, so that not only can we make a lot of money, but the purpose will also be achieved." Pan Shengcheng had a sly smile on his face.

"Shut up, I'm a principled person." Wu Sanri frowned, drank in his mouth, and then ignored the two of them, stood on tiptoe, and stood on the threshold of the antique shop.

In addition to the three of them, on the street, the owners of the shops who watched the lively ancient street also kept their voices.

"Is this gallery going out of business? There are so many pickup trucks next to it, and they are loaded with some new bamboo calligraphy and paintings...... That old man Wang is really unlucky, he is leaving, and he still has this kind of thing, I hope he will hand over the wood carving! "An old man dressed in a national costume, with slightly white hair and a cane, has a hoarse voice, and when he speaks, he shakes his head slightly.

"The young man in the white shirt may be a clerk, he found something good, he didn't have money to buy it, he took it and left, and he gave Yin Jun a chance."

A middle-aged woman's eyes widened and she muttered.

Next to it, those tourists who watched the excitement seemed to be a little confused.

Among them, the man who knew the porcelain craft heard the middle-aged woman's words and asked curiously: "Is this Yin Jun so powerful?" ”

"Of course, the shopkeepers of the ancient street, who doesn't know him? Collect protection money everywhere, this kind of person is actually found everywhere, but this Yin Jun is more domineering, I heard that he has killed people! The middle-aged woman's eyes widened, and she looked around for a while, making sure that Yin Jun would not hear her, and then whispered to the man.

"Killed?"

After hearing this, the man's face trembled, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be interested, and continued to whisper, "Isn't that? Do you see that? He was followed by three young men...... The young man with studs and inch hair is called Luo Xiang, nicknamed Xiangzi, very fierce, there was once a ramen shop owner, unwilling to give money, and found a few big employees to scare him, guess what the result is? ”

"How?" The man was not only frightened, but also extremely curious.

"As a result, that Luo Xiang was alone, holding a knife to cut noodles, and he cut down all those big employees to the ground, and the boss disappeared later, the store was transferred, and people don't know where they went." The middle-aged woman looks exaggerated.

After hearing this, the man's eyes widened and widened: "Is this okay?" ”

"Of course, the Wu family in the ancient town knows, right? Yin Jun is a relative of the daughter of the Wu family, what is the injustice in the ancient town? The middle-aged woman's voice was sure, and when she mentioned the Wu family, her eyes were full of jealousy, as if it was a taboo.

On the streets, the voices of discussion were very intense.

Yin Jun crossed his hands on his hips, in fact, when he heard those people talking about how fierce he was, he didn't care at all, but his face was full of pride, as if all those evil deeds were his capital to show off.

During this period, Wang Gu continued to carry bamboo calligraphy and paintings, and was not affected, and followed Ye Bei for a short time, but unconsciously, Wang Gu was a lot more mature, and he looked at things very indifferently.

Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong were very angry, but without Ye Bei's permission, they had no choice but to learn from Wang Gu, with their heads down, silently carrying calligraphy and paintings, their hair was messy, and they were sweating profusely.

Yin Jun stood at the door, and when he saw Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen them, and then shook his head, squinted his eyes, and continued to yell into the gallery: "Hey, boy, is Lao Tzu talking to you?" Can't you hear it? Immediately send the pair of wood carvings to Lao Tzu. ”

Ye Bei was silent, although his thoughts had returned, his eyes were still on the two wood carvings.

"Guy who plays classical cosplay, my boss is talking to you, pretending to be deaf?" Luo Xiang stretched out his little thumb and stirred in his own ear, one eye was half-squinted, looking unruly and unruly, but the more he looked at Ye Bei in the depths of his eyes, the more familiar he felt, and there was always a strange feeling of fear rising in his heart.

……

Ye Bei sat at the table, staring at the pair of wood carvings.

It was noisy outside.

When his thoughts were forcibly pulled back, his indifferent eyes released an indescribable coldness, his gaze passed through the lobby, and fell faintly on the body of Yin Jun, his eyes were indifferent to the extreme, and his voice was faint: "You want this wood carving?" ”

Ye Bei's voice was not loud.

But these words were clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Yin Jun, when Luo Xiang heard this voice, he only felt a chill all over his body, a terrible cold breath came out of his pores, and his body couldn't help but tremble violently, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak for a long time.

And those tourists, the shop owners of the ancient street, also felt a cold air spreading around.

The entire gallery door became silent in an instant.

But soon, Yin Jun was the first to react, the fear just now made him very unhappy, the muscles on his face were twisted instantly, his hands were taken away from his waist, and he took the initiative to take a step and walked towards the gallery.

The voice in his mouth became louder and fiercer: "Boy, are you still quite evil?" Yes, Lao Tzu just wants that wood carving, if you are interested, bring it to Lao Tzu! ”

When he said this, Yin Jun had already walked to the table, and after taking a look at the wood carving, he unceremoniously reached out and wanted to grab it.

Rumble!

However, just as his hand was halfway out, a muffled sound rang through the gallery lobby.

Wu Fansheng, who was passing by the lobby with a bamboo slip, finally couldn't help it when he saw this, rushed over quickly, and kicked Yin Jun's back with a fierce kick, because the center of gravity was unstable, Yin Jun's whole person was kicked to the ground by Wu Fansheng like this.

"Idiot, what the hell do you want to die?"

After kicking out, Wu Fansheng's mouth was even more unceremoniously scolded.

This kick.

This scolding.

At the entrance of the gallery, the onlookers and shopkeepers were all like thunderbolts, their eyes widened and their mouths open, unable to make any sound.

Even Luo Xiang, who followed Yin Jun, was sluggish!