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Chapter 1 A series of blows!

Although they were prepared in their hearts, when Lian Zongheng and others arrived at Pawn Shop No. 8, they couldn't help but be surprised. Immediately afterwards, their hearts were filled with anger.

Isn't this too arrogant? In broad daylight, the No. 8 pawnshop was smashed, smashed, and robbed.

There was chaos on the street. There were many people running out holding some antiques or something, and more people were rushing in. Who wouldn't pick it up for free if it was so cheap? There were many broken ones on the ground.

Ceramic shards, as well as many famous people's calligraphy and paintings, bronze vessels, etc., were just scattered on the ground, ready to be trampled on.

Although the Lian family is said to be as rich as the country, the business of No. 8 Pawnshop is huge and the Lian family has made a lot of money. Besides, who among the rich doesn't have some unique hobbies? Lian Zeyuan

I prefer to collect antiques. Before, someone asked Lian's family to do something and sent some antique calligraphy and paintings. Gradually, there were more and more antiques, and Lian's family opened the No. 8 pawn shop in Panjiayuan, and the business was very good.

Prosperous.

But now, it ended up like this. Qiao Qingshu and a dozen people from the National Martial Arts Hall fell to the ground covered in blood. Most of them were motionless. Occasionally, a few were still moaning in pain. In this chaotic situation

Under the circumstances, even if they had nothing to do, the stampede would be over.

Lian Zongheng was heartbroken and said sadly: "Stop, what are you doing? This is our Lian family's pawn shop."

In the face of huge financial interests, who do you care? These people seemed not to have heard what Lian Zongheng said, and they started fighting with each other over robbing antiques.

Damn it!

A bodyguard said: "Master, what should we do? Should we call the police, or go up and beat them?"

If this was in the past, Lian Zongheng would definitely have gone up and knocked these people over. But today is the old man’s birthday, and he doesn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, in this matter, Lian Zongheng’s family members

Obviously being "reasonable", he immediately called the police, and soon 110 Interpol rushed over.

"Don't move, don't move."

These criminal police officers did not expect that the scene would be so chaotic. The branch director led by Peng! immediately fired a warning shot. The people present were stunned. When they saw that they were surrounded by police officers, they were frightened and fled in a hurry.

Still want to leave? These criminal policemen swarmed up, pushed them down, and handcuffed them. However, many people must have escaped. When they retrieved the surveillance video, they noticed that there were several

The surveillance cameras on the street were all broken with rocks and nothing was recorded at all.

Lian Zongheng glanced at these people and said angrily: "Which of you killed or injured our family members? Don't you know that robbery and murder are serious crimes?"

These people squatted on the ground, feeling quite aggrieved. They didn't beat anyone, let alone kill anyone. They just saw someone rushing into the No. 8 pawnshop to rob them, so they rushed in with them. They never expected to be charged with murder.

Ah, this... is no joke, I can't afford it.

"Serial hair, who did it?"

"He is a relatively sturdy young man. He speaks with a foreign accent and is from the south..."

"Did Nanmanzi do it?"

Lian Zongheng frowned and sighed: "Oh, at that time, why didn't you see clearly that those porcelains were fakes? You let them take advantage of it."

Lian Fa smiled bitterly and said: "Young Master, this matter... those porcelains are all made by General Li's hands. It's just my eyesight that I really didn't notice."

Lian Zongheng waved his hands and said: "Forget it, General Li specialized in high imitation a few years ago. It is normal that many experts can't see it. It's just a pity that Qiao Qingshu... He was beaten to death by others.

Already."

"Master, I wonder if they are targeting our Lian family?"

"This is exactly what I'm worried about. If it's just an isolated incident, it's not a big deal. If it's someone who knows our Lian family and dares to attack us, then the matter won't be simple."

The police took away all the people who were looting. Lian Zongheng, Lian Kuo, Lian Fa and others were cleaning the scene here to see if they could find any valuable clues. Lian Fa is a direct descendant of the Lian family, and Lian Fa is a direct descendant of the Lian family.

Zongheng never thought that Lian Fa would betray the Lian family.

Uh... It's not appropriate to call him a betrayal, Lianfa couldn't help himself! Who let his precious son Lian Lian be kidnapped?

At this time, Qiao Benshan finally rushed over. When he saw his son lying in a pool of blood, he almost fainted. How...how could this happen? When he came out this morning, Qiao Qingshu was still with him

They were talking and laughing, but in the blink of an eye, the yin and yang were separated.

The most painful thing in the world is when a person with white hair gives a gift to a person with black hair.

Qiao Benshan threw himself on Qiao Qingshu and cried bitterly, which made people feel extremely sad.

Lian Zongheng stepped forward to support Qiao Benshan and said solemnly: "Uncle Qiao, don't worry, I will definitely catch the murderer and avenge Qiao Qingshu."

"Master, I leave this matter to you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

Keeping Qiao Benshan here would only increase his pain. Lian Zongheng asked people to take Qiao Benshan away by force. He personally inspected the wounds on Qiao Qingshu's body. He found that Qiao Qingshu had been beaten to death with a stick, including his brain.

They all collapsed. You can imagine how tragic the situation was at that time.

This made Lian Zongheng frown. It seemed that the other party was most likely here for Lian's family. What kind of counterfeit was it? It was overpriced. These were all excuses. Otherwise, how much hatred could beat someone up?

Is it like this? Except for Qiao Qingshu, the other dozen or so people from the National Martial Arts Hall also fell in a pool of blood, with no breath at all.

This is a painful killer!

Next to him, Lian Kuo said hurriedly: "Master, come here quickly, there is a living person here."

Survive? He ran up to him in a few steps, helped the bloody young man up, and asked: "What's going on? Who did it?"

The man's voice was quite weak, but he still said it completely. Unfortunately, Lian Zongheng had the urge to throw him to the ground and kick him on the spot. Because, what he said was the same as what he didn't say.

"What's going on?"

"Someone beat us up." He was still muttering in his heart, and even the young master could see that this was not nonsense.

"Who did it?"

"I don't know! At that time, we went to beat up the people who were redeeming their money, and suddenly a group of people rushed out from the crowd. I was knocked unconscious before I could figure out what was going on."

"Did you faint? So you didn't see anything?"

"yes."

Cross! Lian Zongheng asked people to take him to the hospital and checked other places, but there were no clues left. Of course, under the circumstances at that time, everyone rushed into the No. 8 pawn shop like crazy.

Even if there were any clues, they would have been destroyed long ago.

Could it be said that this matter is just over and done with? Qiao Qingshu and others died in vain?

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and it was Lian Fenghuo calling: "Zongheng, how is the situation over there?"

Lian Zongheng said angrily: "Qiao Qingshu died, and a dozen people from the National Martial Arts School also died unexpectedly. Our No. 8 pawnshop was robbed."

Lian Fenghuo said angrily: "What? Have you caught the murderer, or are there any suspicious clues?"

"I did arrest a group of people. I guess the murderer has escaped long ago."

"Do you know who did it?"

"At the moment, I don't know yet. Dad, do you think it could be the work of the Xu family in Yanjing?"

"You can't talk nonsense without solid evidence."

Lian Fenghuo sighed: "Hey, you and Lian Kuo should come back, our Red Building... will be blown up."

"What? Blow up...does anyone dare to blow up our Red Building? Are there any casualties?"

"That's not true. You can talk about it when you get back."

"Let's go." Lian Zongheng handed over the matters here to Lian Fa, said to Lian Kuo, and turned around and returned to the Red Mansion.

It must be said that the Red Mansion is the landmark building of the Lian family in Yanjing City. Like the National Martial Arts Hall and the Guobin Building, most people drive their cars on the streets without even honking their horns. But now, in front of the entire Red Mansion, there is an explosion.

When they came out of a deep pit, the entire door curtain was blown up, and even a stone lion at the door was blown over.

At the door, a large and dark group of people gathered. They were all attending Lian Ze Yuanshou's birthday in the red building. Everyone's face was still nervous, and they had not recovered from the shock and panic just now. Who could do this kind of thing?

Aren't you afraid? If you are not careful, you may even lose your life.

At this moment, they finally realized a problem. The Yanjing Lian family is not as arrogant as it seems! Someone dares to provoke the Yanjing Lian family's rebellion. They don't know whether this person is audacious or really capable.

This strength. However, they have to admit that those who dare to go against Lian's family are all men.

Lian Zongheng jumped out of the car, ran up in a few steps, and asked: "Dad, what's going on, who did it?"

Lian Fenghuo smiled bitterly and said: "Right now, the police are investigating. I believe there will be results soon."

A large number of armed police came over. They blocked both sides of the street and thoroughly checked everyone. Lian Zeyuan was a member of the Standing Committee of the Armed Police Force. Mobilizing the armed police was as common as eating or sleeping.

Lian Zongheng rushed into the hall and saw Lian Zeyuan sitting on a chair. He seemed to be much older. He was wearing a red Tang suit, which looked particularly eye-catching. Originally, today was the sixth day of the old man's life.

Your fifteenth birthday should be a happy one, but you don't want to encounter a series of changes.
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