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Zhang Wenzhong stopped, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

If someone who knew the beautiful lady saw this scene at this time, they would definitely open their mouths in surprise and couldn't believe what they were seeing. Because, with her beautiful face and high net worth, there is never a shortage of bees and butterflies around beautiful ladies. These bee butterflies are undoubtedly rich and powerful young people, but she has never been false to these people. But now, she would take the initiative to invite an ordinary man to dinner. If such a thing spreads, I'm afraid it will surprise many people.

However, even more shocking things are yet to come.

"I'll be exempt today, and I'll talk about it later. Zhang Wenzhong actually shook his head and refused the invitation of the beautiful lady, turned around and left.

The beautiful lady stood still, unable to recover for a long time. She never imagined that the result of her first initiative to invite a man to dinner would be so unexpected. She couldn't help but wonder if she had misheard. But looking at Zhang Wenzhong's distant back, she understood that she had heard correctly, this ordinary-looking man really refused her invitation.

Is my charm so bad?

The beautiful lady was very frustrated.

Seeing Zhang Wenzhong's back walking farther and farther, the beautiful lady couldn't care about being frustrated, she hurriedly tiptoed, put her hands on the sides of her mouth to make a shouting gesture, and asked, "Hey, I don't know what your name is." ”

Zhang Wenzhong didn't look back, just raised his right hand and replied, "My name is Zhang Wenzhong." ”

The beautiful lady whispered his name twice, and then said, "My name is Youjia, remember my name, don't forget it." ”

Zhang Wenzhong still didn't look back, but waved his raised right hand, indicating that he heard her words clearly.

"What a quirky guy. Seeing Zhang Wenzhong's back disappear into the crowd, You Jia shook his head and said softly.

Just a few minutes after Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia left the antique shop, six strong men wearing security uniforms on Yongcheng West Street, with five big and three thick faces, and full of meat, rudely separated the crowd of onlookers and strode into the antique store.

When the six security guards saw the two men who had their hands removed, and the antique shop owner who had already come down from the counter with angry faces, and was sitting on a round stool panting, their faces couldn't help flashing a trace of surprise, and they hurriedly gathered around the antique shop owner and asked:

"Boss, what's wrong with you here?"

"What the hell is going on? Is someone running to smash the field?"

"Who is so bold as to dare to run into our boss's shop and smash the field? What about that person? Where did he go? See if I don't kill him!"

"Damn, why did you idiots come here? Lao Tzu's face is lost today, it!" The furious antique shop owner scolded and told the six security guards what had just happened.

The six security guards who arrived at this time had the same identities as the two guys in the antique shop, and they were all the younger brothers of the antique shop owner.

The owner of this antique shop is not a legitimate businessman, he has always been mixed in the road, and he is also a big brother who is famous in the road. Since his debut, he has done almost all criminal things, such as pornography, gambling, drugs, collecting debts, buying murders and slashing people. And this antique shop was also collected from an antique dealer who had won all his belongings by a trap he had set a trap. Previously, in this antique shop, there were indeed some genuine goods. And after selling out these genuine goods, he tasted the sweetness, so he simply sold the fakes as genuine products to make greater profits. Anyway, the customers who come to his shop are basically tyrants who want to learn from others when they have a few dollars, and as long as there are these so-called appraisal certificates, he is not worried about being seen by others.

However, in order to prevent his peers from running to make trouble, and also to prevent those who bought fakes from making trouble, he simply used his connections and money to arrange all the few younger brothers under his command to serve as security guards in Yongcheng West Street. It is convenient to be able to come to help in time when there is a problem.

After listening to the antique shop owner's account, the six security guards immediately became angry and shouted and cursed:

"Damn, someone dares to run to the boss's store to make trouble, isn't this *** looking for death?"

"Boss, don't worry, we're going to chase after it, and we won't let that guy run away. ”

"When you catch up with him, you must beat him half to death, and let out this evil breath for the boss!"

The six emotional security guards turned around and were about to rush out of the antique store to chase Zhang Wenzhong.

"Wait," the antique shop owner suddenly stopped them.

The six security guards hurriedly stopped, turned around and asked, "Boss, do you have anything else to tell us to do?"

The owner of the antique shop pointed to the two men who had been stripped off and said, "You don't know the bastard who came to make trouble, they both know each other, you take them to chase after me, and teach that bastard a good lesson." Well, by the way, don't beat him up in a crowded place. Recently, the strips have been a bit strict, and if you are caught in the strips, it will not be good. As far as I remember, there's a dead end in the middle of here, and you can find a way to drag that bastard there and beat him up. It's best to be able to remove one of his hands or feet and leave him with a lasting memory!"

"No problem, boss, aren't you at ease with our brothers' errands? Let's go after that kid!" the six security guards nodded in unison, pulled past the two poor guys who had been unloaded, and strode out of the antique shop, chasing in the direction where Zhang Wenzhong had left.

"Damn a little rabbit cub, you dare to run into Lao Tzu's shop to make trouble, and dare to sweep Lao Tzu's face, see how Lao Tzu came to kill you!" After the six security guards left, the antique shop owner said with a sneer. In his opinion, even if Zhang Wenzhong had practiced martial arts and sanda or something like that, he couldn't fight these six experienced security guards in street fights alone.