Bang Geum has had a particularly difficult life recently. For nothing else, it was because he was targeted by Yan Jiecheng.

Since Bang Geum was fired by the timber factory and asked Yan Jiecheng twice for trouble, Yan Jiecheng is like a wild dog, and he will deal with him whenever he encounters Bang Geum.

Especially Yan Jiecheng and Zhong Yuemin, a friend of the big yard, made the meme hard to resist.

Early that morning, Bang Teng thought about going out to play, thinking that as long as he avoided Yan Jiecheng, he would be able to end up in purity.

But Qin Huairu felt that it was not a solution for Bang Ge to be so scattered all day long, so she stopped him and persuaded him: "Bang Ge, don't go out. You know you'll run around every day, and you don't think about finding some serious things to do."

The kid was dissatisfied when she heard this, and responded impatiently: "Mom, I'm not a child anymore, don't keep in mind me.

If it weren't for that guy Yan Jiecheng doing something bad behind his back last time, I would have become a worker long ago, and I wouldn't have been like this now."

Qin Huairu still refused to let go and insisted: "No, you can stay at home today and think about what to do in the future."

Just when the mother and son were in a stalemate, Jia Zhang walked out of the house with his feet in a fierce manner.

She pointed at Qin Huairu's nose and shouted loudly: "Qin Huairu, what do you know! A clever joke is a person who does big things, so how can you be detained at home every day? If he wants to go out, let him go out, don't talk nonsense here."

Seeing Jia Zhang appear, Qin Huairu felt a headache.

This old pious woman, as a grandmother of Bang Ge, is unprincipled for Bang Ge. Every time Bang Ge gets into trouble or does not do her job properly, Jia Zhang is always the first to jump out to protect her.

I would have known how good it would have been to listen to Brother Wei Dong back then, and I regretted it!

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang helplessly and tried her best to say patiently: "Mom, stop protecting the stick ticks like this anymore. He is so big, so you can't let him do it anymore. You will only harm him like this."

When Jia Zhang heard this, he glared at his eyes and immediately became furious. His fingers almost poked Qin Huairu's face and shouted loudly: "What are you saying! You are such a heartless thing, dare you say that I am protecting the stick troll? I think you are just unfilial and deliberately targeting the stick troll. The stick troll is my grandson, so I don't protect him whom!"

After saying that, Jia Zhang turned around and ran to the door, yelling at the top of his voice: "Everyone, come and judge me, my daughter-in-law is unfilial, and bully me, the old woman and my grandson!"

Qin Huairu was startled by this sudden action. She was anxious and angry, afraid that the neighbors would hear the joke, so she rushed over, reached out and grabbed Jia Zhang's arm tightly, and begged in a low voice: "Mom, stop shouting, can't you be wrong? Come into the house quickly."

Just at the moment when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were tangled, Bang Teng was secretly happy and felt that the opportunity had come.

He leaned his waist and slipped away from the side with his hands and feet.

After the stick twitter sneaked out of the house, he felt particularly happy. He hummed an untuned little song in his mouth and walked towards Chaoyang Park swayingly.

At this time, Chaoyang Park was very lively, and many young people gathered together

When the Bang Teen saw this scene, she became interested and walked straight towards the crowd, wanting to join in and play together.

He smiled and came to a group of young people playing poker, and said, "Hey, guys, please take me one, I want to play with you too."

However, the group of young men looked up at him, their eyes full of disdain. One of the young men with yellow hair snorted coldly and said, "Who are you? We don't play with people we don't know, go there."

The smile on Bang Ge's face froze instantly, and he stood there awkwardly, but he still didn't give up. He walked to another group of people playing badminton and said flatteringly: "Sisters, can you let me play for a while? My skills are pretty good."

A girl with a ponytail frowned and said bluntly: "Sorry, we have a good time ourselves and don't need outsiders."

Just kidding, the big guy is obviously the kind of gangster who is not good at the top. Who would like to play with him?

The Bang Teng was turned away one after another, and she felt so angry that she could only stand beside her.

At this time, Zhou Changli walked slowly over with a slightly rude step.

When those young people who had originally ignored him, they immediately changed their faces to a flattering smile when they saw him, and they all greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Bastard!"

Zhou Changli nodded slightly, as a response, spit out a smoke ring, glanced around the crowd casually, and fell on the teeth.

He looked up and down for a while, and saw the boy's face full of reluctance and embarrassment, he couldn't help but find it interesting.

"Who is this?" Zhou Changli raised his chin at the person beside him, signaling to ask about the identity of the kid.

A tall and thin man hurried over and whispered: "Brother, we don't know this guy. We just wanted to join us and we didn't bring him."

When the kid heard this, he was angry and anxious, and couldn't help but say, "Why, I'll just play with you, I can't play with you?"

Zhou Changli looked at the appearance of Bang Tee, not only did she not get angry, but instead grinned, revealing a jagged yellow teeth.

He looked up and down with interest and asked, "Boy, which piece of you are from?"

The bar terrier twitched his neck and said loudly: "I'm from Siheyuan! What's wrong?"

When Zhou Changli heard the three words "Siheyuan", he suddenly felt energetic, and a trace of undetectable light flashed in his eyes. He leaned forward and asked, "Siheyuan? Do you know Li Weidong?"

Bang Ge looked at Zhou Changli with some confusion, not understanding why he suddenly asked Li Weidong, but answered truthfully: "I know him, he is my neighbor. Why, you have something to do with him?"

Zhou Changli was delighted and realized that the slut in front of him might become a key figure in his understanding of Li Weidong's whereabouts.

He reached out to wrap his hand over the shoulder of the bartender, pulled him aside, and said mysteriously: "Boy, I'll introduce you to you, I'm a little bastard."

"Little bastard?!" When Bang Teen heard this name, her eyes widened instantly, and her face was filled with an incredible look.

Then his voice trembled with excitement, "You... are you really a little bastard? When I was a child, I always heard people talk about you, you are my idol!"

When Bang Teen was a child, the "heroic deeds" of the little bastard were spread in the alleys, and Bang Teen had long admired him.

Zhou Changli smiled proudly, patted the shoulder of the kid and said, "Haha, didn't expect it? Then I'll tell you something, you have to help me.

I want to know more about Li Weidong. Tell me what he usually does and where he often goes, is it okay?"

"No...no, bastard, that guy Li Weidong is not a vegetarian. If I tell you, he will not settle the score with me."

Zhou Changli saw Bang Ge's concerns, smiled disapprovingly, reached out to put his hand on Bang Ge's shoulder, pinched it hard, and said, "Hey, boy, don't be afraid. As long as you help me, I will follow you from now on. With my brother here, no one dares to touch a finger."

After hearing this, I was still a little skeptical.

He looked at Zhou Changli. Although the other party had a reputation, he still didn't believe it if he really wanted to protect himself in the future.

However, the kid suddenly had an idea, and he didn't want to ask for the "idol" in front of him.

Bang Tee gritted her teeth and looked at Zhou Changli and said, "Brother, it's not impossible to ask me to help you. But you have to do me a favor first and help me clean up Yan Jiecheng that boy.

He has been bullying me recently, and I really can't swallow this. If you can help me get this anger, I will tell you everything about Li Weidong."

Zhou Changli raised his eyebrows, and he really had no impression of Yan Jiecheng's name.

However, after being in the ground of this capital for so long, he was confident that there was no one he could not handle.

As a joke, Zhou Changli was a man who dared to block the courtyard gate alone back then.

I saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a unruly smile, and said indifferently: "Yan Jiecheng? I haven't heard of it. But since you kid spoke, I will agree to you.

Isn’t it just to deal with someone? It’s a piece of cake. Tell me, what is the origin of Yan Jiecheng and where do you usually do it?”

Seeing that Zhou Changli agreed so simply, he was very happy.

He said hurriedly: "Brother, this Yan Jiecheng is not a powerful character. He relies on his friend Zhong Yuemin, who dares to be so arrogant. He usually likes to wander around Liulichang and wants to buy antiques and find a bargain."

Zhou Changli nodded, blew up the ashes, and said, "Okay, I understand. Just wait for me to vent my anger for you. When I clean up Yan Cheng, you have to honestly explain everything about Li Weidong to me."

The kid nodded quickly and said, "That's sure, bastard. As long as you help me with this, I will tell you everything about that guy Li Weidong."

Zhou Changli was worried about the 1,000 yuan Li Yuanchao's money, thinking about getting Yan Jiecheng as soon as possible, and asking about Li Weidong from Bang Teng so that he could complete the task and get the money.

Therefore, he no longer had the interest in continuing to play in the park. He waved his hand and walked straight towards Liulichang with a stick.

Soon, the two of them came to Liulichang. It was very lively, with various stalls filled with "antiques", crowds of people, and bargaining sounds one after another.

The kid had sharp eyes and saw Yan Jiecheng who was patrolling the stall at a glance.

Yan Jiecheng frowned, stared at the objects on the stall, and muttered something from time to time.

He was very tight at this time and was determined to get a flaw in the Liuli Factory and make a lot of money, but he had no idea about antiques at all.

In the past few days, not only did they not make any money, but they also lost a lot of money.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng set his sights on an antique vase.

This vase looks a bit old, with exquisite patterns painted on the body.

Yan Jiecheng pretended to be an expert, picked up the vase, looked left and right, and then said to the stall owner with a confident look: "I said, boss, your vase is not good, it is obviously a fake. Just workmanship is worth 50 cents. I think it's not easy for you, I can take it away for 50 cents."

When the stall owner heard this, his face changed and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you guys. My vase is an authentic old item. If you sincerely ask for it, give it a real price and don't make trouble here."

Yan Jiecheng did not give up and continued to fool him: "Boss, don't fool me. I have been living in this Liulichang for a lot of time, and it can still be seen if it is true or false.

Look at the pattern and texture, how does it look real? It costs 50 cents, no more."

The stall owner felt like a mirror in his heart. He knew at a glance that Yan Jiecheng was deliberately suppressing the price and trying to take advantage of it. He immediately became angry and cursed with anger: "Get out of here! If you don't understand, don't be careless here, delay my business."

Yan Jiecheng was scolded by the stall owner, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He stood up and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and walked in a hurry, and suddenly collided with Zhou Changli who was walking towards him. With a crisp "clang" sound, a vase that Zhou Changli originally held fell to the ground and fell to pieces in an instant.

Zhou Changli was stunned at first, then his face darkened, grabbed Yan Jiecheng's collar, and shouted angrily: "How the hell are you walking? Do you know how valuable this vase is?

This is the Ming Dynasty vase I just bought for 200 yuan!" When the people around him heard the movement, they surrounded him and pointed.

Yan Jiecheng was startled by this sudden change, but soon realized that he felt that Zhou Changli was cheating him, and he also replied loudly: "Don't cheat people here!

What about Ming Dynasty vase? I think it's just a broken thing. Who knows if you deliberately used something worthless to trick me?"

Zhou Changli sneered and said, "Oh, you're still stubborn.

This vase was just bought from the master there, and everyone present can testify. You smashed my baby and don’t lose money today, so you don’t want to leave!"

After saying that, he winked at Bang Tee, and Bang Tee immediately understood: "That's right, if you smash the bastard's vase, you have to pay for it. This is an antique, and two hundred yuan is considered cheap for you!"

Most of the onlookers were unaware of it, and some began to stole their own desires and did not know who to believe.

Yan Jiecheng saw Bang Teng standing aside and spoke in his heart, and immediately realized that this was a trap set by Bang Teng and the person in front of him.

He was so angry that his face turned red, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the kid and cursed: "Okay, you kid, you dare to plot against me! You little bastard, you can say it again if you have the guts!"

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng had seen through, Bang Teng was not afraid at all. Instead, he raised his head proudly and said loudly: "I said, Yan Jiecheng, if you kneel down and call grandpa today, I will spare you. Otherwise, you will have to pay a lot of money to the bastard brother!"

Zhou Changli hugged his arms aside, sneered and agreed: "Yes, kid, hurry up and do as you do, otherwise you will feel better today. Do you think you can be able to bear these two hundred dollars?"

Yan Jiecheng realized at this moment that he was in an awkward situation.

The vase has fallen to pieces, and I can't figure out whether it was a vase from the Ming Dynasty. If I don't pay the little bastard money, it will be difficult to get out.

But if he has two hundred yuan on him, why should he resell antiques?
Chapter completed!