"Wushan!"
"I'll take grandpa to the hospital. You call the police immediately, lock down the whole city, and catch the murderer no matter what!"
"I'm going to kill this beast with my own hands!"
Tie Ningshuang shouted angrily.
Although she is a pretty big girl, she grew up in a military family and practiced martial arts since she was a child. At this moment, her beauty is so angry that her aura is overwhelming.
Wu Shan calmed down.
He found that although Tiexiong was unconscious, his breathing was low and his pulse was steady. He seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Recalling what Qin Tian said before leaving, he hesitated and said, "Miss, this person must be very human!"
"I can see my Eighteen Black Dragon Hands, and I also know that the old man's internal organs were damaged due to practicing the old version of the Seven Injury Fist."
"Could it be that he is also from the north?"
Tie Ningshuang was stunned for a moment: "Then what does he mean by asking us to pick him up at Su's house in six hours?"
"Could it be——" Wu Shan had a bold inference, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Miss, this matter should not be made public. Let's send the general home first and then look at the situation!"
Tie Ningshuang nodded. But she still gritted her teeth and said: "I swear, if grandpa makes any mistakes, he will definitely kill that guy with his own hands!"
…
Qin Tian pushed Su Su and walked around the nearby park. With this Polygonatum japonicus, it seemed that he no longer had to worry about making requiem soup.
He decided to try his luck at the antique market. If he could buy some good sandalwood, it would be of great help to Su Su's sleep.
Come to the largest antique market in Longjiang.
He didn't rush to the shops inside. Instead, he wandered around the roadside stalls outside.
Good things are not necessarily found in temples, but are often hidden in the marketplace.
"Qin Tian?" Stopping in front of a stall, Qin Tian suddenly heard someone calling his name, and he turned to look.
"The person named Qin is really you!"
"You're not dead?"
"When did you come back?"
A young man covered in famous brands walked over from the opposite side.
His hair was sleek and smooth, his big gold watch was shining, and he had a charming girl on his arm.
Qin Tian frowned.
He really has some impression of this person, his name is Su Wenbin.
He is also a member of the Su family, but his bloodline is far away and he has been marginalized.
When that incident happened, Su Su insisted on recruiting Qin Tian as her husband. The entire Su family was against it, and only Su Wenbin expressed support.
Because Su Wenbin was working in Yang Yulan's company at the time, Yang Yulan treated him very well because he was a descendant of the Su family.
Su Wenbin treated Su Su like a sister and wished he could call Yang Yulan mother.
After five years of separation, Yang Yulan's company is gone. This Su Wenbin seems to be doing better.
Qin Tian couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"Mr. Su, is he the toad Qin Tian who ate swan meat five years ago and was the envy of the whole city?"
"It's quite infatuated. The white swan has turned into a goose, but he still refuses to leave her."
"Handsome man, do you still expect Miss Su to stand up?" The charming woman spoke harshly.
In the past, in front of Su Su, she was not even a dog's tail grass; now she sees Su Su paralyzed, so she is very proud.
She coquettishly showed off her voluptuous body.
Many people around her were attracted to her, and their eyes were glued to her like flies.
Su Wenbin laughed heartily, put his arm around the charming woman's waist, and said proudly: "Qin Tian, ​​this is my female secretary."
"How about it, if you like it, I can give it to you."
"The premise is that you ask your wife to hand over the patent of Suyu Cream."
Qin Tian's eyes flashed: "You also know about Suyu Cream?"
Su Wenbin sneered: "If I hadn't reported it, Brother Wencheng wouldn't have known about it."
"Now, I am the vice president of Brother Wencheng's company. Brother Wencheng has always been obsessed with Suyu Cream and is determined to win it."
The female secretary pretended to be angry and said shyly: "Mr. Su, what are you talking about!"
"How can I let someone accompany such a stupid goose? He is not an important customer."
Su Wenbin scolded: "Nonsense. If you can get the formula of Suyu Cream, I will give you half of the five million reward."
"Really?" The female secretary's eyes lit up, and she walked towards Qin Tian swaying: "Handsome guy, your wife is dying, why not let me accompany you."
As he said that, he even winked.
Qin Tian snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of being compared with Su Su!"
With a wave of his hand.
Where the strong wind rises.
The female secretary cried out coquettishly and backed away, almost falling. As soon as the shock subsided, she pulled Su Wenbin and complained:
"Mr. Su, look at him, he is so cruel!"
"They're not coming!"
Sensing something strange, she said angrily: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with you?"
"Speak quickly!"
People around laughed!
A stall owner, who looked as simple as a farmer, picked up a brass mirror and said, "Beauty, take a good look."
When the female secretary looked in the mirror, her carefully trimmed nose collapsed and her chin dropped, as if she had seen the most horrifying thing in the world.
"ah!"
She covered her face and screamed, then ran away.
The onlookers burst into laughter.
Someone kindly reminded: "Beauty, where did you get your plastic surgery done? Remember to go to them to claim compensation."
"These hospitals are so heartless now. What they did was blown away by a gust of wind."
"Boy, was it you who did this?" Su Wenbin was embarrassed in public and rushed to Qin Tian angrily.
Qin Tian looked at him deeply: "I will settle all the accounts of the Su family!"
After saying that, he stopped talking to Su Wenbin and asked the farmer vendor next to him: "Show me your painting."
In Su Wenbin's mind, Qin Tian is now a lost dog. He can bully him at will.
But for some reason, when he saw Qin Tian's eyes, he felt cold in his heart.
It was like being stared at by the god of death.
It must be an illusion!
"Boy, do you still want to settle accounts with the Su family?"
"That's great. There will be a family dinner in a few hours. Our Su family is waiting for you!"
After finishing speaking, he roared to the farmer stall owner: "What a shabby painting, bring it over and show it to me!"
"If it is an authentic work, I will buy it at a high price!"
By doing this, he also made it clear that he wanted to exclude Qin Tian.
Whatever Qin Tian likes, he will snatch it away at a high price.
Qin Tian didn't care and looked at it with a sneer.
The simple farmer carefully handed the scroll to Su Wenbin and said, "This is a family treasure passed down from my ancestors!"
"Oh, I, an unworthy descendant, have fallen to this point. I am really ashamed of my ancestors!"
"The only thing I can do now is try to find a good home for this painting."
"Selling goods depends on knowing the family. If you can't see how good this painting is, then you won't sell it no matter how much you pay."
Su Wenbin's heart was moved and he said hurriedly: "Don't worry, don't worry. My grandfather likes calligraphy and painting the most."
This painting relates to whether Su Beishan can be happy at today's dinner, and to his future status in the Su family.
Chapter completed!