international treasure hunter

Chapter 78 078: If you can't be probated, then cremate

Although Lin Feng was ridiculing him for not knowing how to do business, Yu Cheng stopped pretending at this time and showed a sinister smile.

At this time, everything is under control. If these people of unknown origin are killed, they will be made into concrete blocks and sink directly into the river. , I see what big brother is fighting with me.

Yes, although Yu Cheng had been looking at the porcelain just now, his eyes were secretly observing the jadeite beside him. Inadvertently, he even took a light with a small flashlight, and with just one flash, he knew he had encountered a treasure.

It's a giant treasure!
At that time, he began to calculate in his heart, and finally decided to take the risk and wipe out these three people directly.

Yu Cheng was much more realistic than Manager Chen. He didn't think that Lin Feng and the others didn't know what they were holding, so they didn't want to fool anyone naively. The reason for quoting was just an excuse to do something.

Even if he wants to spend money to buy it, he doesn't have so much money, unless it goes through the family company, but he doesn't want to make it cheaper for his elder brother.

"Let's do it! These people are dangling in front of my eyes one by one. I'm a little dizzy, and I don't want to delay too long. I still have big business to discuss."

Lin Feng glanced around, looked at the menacing youths, and said in a bit of boredom.

If you say do it, then do it, Meng Zi and Brother Jun threw away the box, and they made a move, but Lin Feng felt distressed, "Damn, my porcelain, don't break it."

In fact, he was also talking about it, and he was already sitting opposite Yu Cheng.

Slowly pouring himself a cup of tea, there was a series of wailing in his ears, and Yu Cheng, who was on the opposite side, was dumbfounded as he watched his subordinates fall down quickly one by one.

"Don't break the leg." Lin Feng spoke again, said something, took a sip of tea, and then continued slowly: "It's fine to break the arm."

So, Meng Zijun and Brother Meng started to strike harder. In the eyes of the two of them, these people are like children, and they are not afraid of holding a knife, let alone a gun.

However, Lin Feng still found out in his mind that Brother Jun's shots were more organized, neat and powerful than Mengzi's.

In fact, to put it bluntly, in this kind of fighting, skills are only auxiliary, and strength is the key. Without strength, speed cannot be increased, and people cannot be knocked down with one blow.

Therefore, without strength, skill is just a show.

The battle ended soon. Lin Feng held a small teacup and looked at Yu Cheng who was in a daze with a smile on his face. Manager Chen was hiding behind Cheng at the moment, not daring to vent his breath, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Call me! Call your father, otherwise, you should be able to think about the consequences."

Lin Feng's tone was very flat, but the more flat he was, the more frightened Yu Cheng was. He knew that this time he had really encountered a cruel person, so he probably couldn't be kind.

But if he called his father, he would really be finished. From now on, the group would have nothing to do with him.

Don't be afraid, he still has a relationship. I believe that the team leader who moved out of the Public Security Bureau should be able to make the other party afraid.

"I admit that what I did this time is unethical, 10 yuan, and the matter will be settled like this. Otherwise, if there is a real trouble, everyone will not look good. I don't think you want to make things big. Also, I have an appointment tonight Captain Hu from the sub-bureau took a bath together, and I will definitely call to remind you..."

Yu Cheng first confessed directly, then apologized with money, and showed his relationship again, wanting Lin Feng to weigh the pros and cons before giving up.

"Tell them to stop howling, and whoever howls will break my arm again." Lin Feng ignored Yu Cheng, but he seemed to be annoyed by the noise of the injured, and shouted fiercely on his face.

Brother Jun knew that Lin Feng was putting psychological pressure on Yu Cheng, so he gave Meng Zi a look, went up to the most fierce guy who howled, and broke the other arm with his foot.

Mengzi also glared at everyone angrily. This time, the room was quiet, only the guy whose arm was trampled off just now gritted his teeth and gasped, but he really didn't dare to make a sound, fearing that if he made a sound again, his leg would be broken next time. up.

"Call!" Lin Feng said again with the same words and tone,
Yu Cheng was really confused at this moment, who are these people?

Could it be some desperadoes?

Sure enough, Lin Feng cooperated with his thoughts very much. He touched his waist and found a gun. He threw it on the table and started to feel it again. After a while, he found another magazine.

Everyone present was terrified, even Meng Zi and Brother Jun were amazed. Lin Feng was still carrying a gun. When did this guy hide the gun on his body? Before they bought and changed clothes together, they didn't see it. Have a gun?
At this time, Yu Cheng already knew that he had really offended someone he couldn't afford, and he was really a desperado.

"Don't you want to call?" Lin Feng suddenly sneered, "There is a saying that if you can't be influenced, then cremate you. If I can't influence you like this, then you want to be cremated."

As Lin Feng said, he began to load the magazines into the pistol, and his expression became indifferent.

"Don't, I'll hit, I'll hit..."

Yu Cheng was almost scared to pee. Thinking about himself before, he thought it was too much, but now he realizes that compared with this guy in front of him, he used to be a playboy.

With trembling hands, Yu Cheng took out his phone, and Lin Feng pointed his gun at him.

Yu Cheng knew that as long as he dared to call the police, there would be multiple holes and he would be cremated.

"Dad, you come to Yuzhuang. There is a customer here. He has a piece of imperial green in his hand. It is very big and weighs tens of kilograms. Look, um, hurry up."

After the phone hung up, Yu Cheng was also relieved, knowing that he would not be shot. However, when his father and elder brother came to take a look, he still didn't know what was going on.

"That's right, everyone said that you are not worthy of talking to me about business. How good it is now, everyone is friendly, and if you do a deal, you will make money. This is called a win-win situation."

While speaking, Lin Feng also smiled and stuffed the gun into his waist, and then began to drink tea.

"This tea is a little weak, why don't you bother me to change it for a pot?"

Lin Feng took a sip, smacked his lips and felt that something was wrong, then raised his head and said to Cheng.

"Okay, I'll make another pot, just right, some good tea."

Yu Cheng seemed to be a different person. Manager Chen never thought that one day he would see Yu Cheng showing such a disgusting expression.

In fact, Manager Chen didn't know that he himself had always had this disgusting expression in front of Yu Cheng.

After the tea was brewed again, Lin Feng drank it slowly, not in a hurry. At this moment, he was very similar to Yu Cheng from before.

An hour later, the sound of a car came from outside Yuzhuang. Soon, the door opened, and a man about 60 years old appeared at the door, very energetic, followed by three people, two of whom looked like bodyguards with sharp eyes.

Another man in his thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was very fair and refined.

Seeing the wounded lying on the ground in the room, the old man was only slightly taken aback, as if he didn't see him, his eyes swept over his younger son, and finally landed on Lin Feng who was quietly sipping tea.

(End of this chapter)