Liao Wenbo felt extremely insulted and roared: "Come here, someone is making trouble in Jubao Pavilion, break this kid's legs!"
Several burly men came over and stared at Tang Ming with unkind expressions.
Yuan Yuxuan looked at her grandfather for help: "Grandpa..." "Girl, according to industry rules, I only care about appraising treasures, and I can't do anything else."
Yuan Zhenghe smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The antique treasure appraisal industry has extremely strict regulations. The masters are only responsible for appraising treasures and will not interfere in the overt and covert fights in antique shops.
This is an iron rule passed down from ancient times, and it is also the principle for treasure appraisers to take care of themselves and protect themselves.
Because of the existence of this regulation, no matter how the various forces fight overtly or covertly, they will not harm the treasure appraiser in the store. Even after annexing a store, the master will be invited back to the world with generous gifts.
Therefore, Yuan Zhenghe has no control over this matter.
"Boy, if you dare to cause trouble on the Wei family's territory, you are really as brave as a leopard!"
A bald man rushed over and struck directly with his iron fist.
There was only a muffled sound, and the big man's fist was stopped in mid-air.
Tang Ming clamped the opponent's wrist with a calm expression and said indifferently: "Wei family?
The Wei family where Wei Honglin lives?"
"How dare you call me by his name!"
The bald man was extremely angry. He turned around and swung his thick right leg like an iron whip. It was not difficult to see that this man practiced martial arts and had great physical strength.
But these were not worth mentioning in front of Tang Ming.
"You're asking for trouble!"
Tang Ming didn't take a step back. When the whip came, his right hand suddenly dropped and hit the bald man's kneecap with his elbow.
Click! The bald man grunted and took several steps back. The pain of shattering his kneecaps did not make him scream. He was considered a tough guy.
"Your Excellency is superb in martial arts, I admire you."
"But if you cause trouble on the Wei family's territory, you must give an explanation!"
The bald man's face was pale, but his tiger eyes were still sharp. As he waved his hand, the four companions behind him drew simple knives from their arms, showing murderous intent.
The atmosphere in the store suddenly became extremely cold.
Liao Wenbo was even more excited, looking forward to Tang Ming's next tragedy.
"Are the Wei family qualified to ask me to give an explanation?"
Tang Ming laughed lightly: "For the sake of the Wood Spirit, I can give the Wei family a chance. You call Wei Honglin now and see if he dares to let me give an explanation."
Um?
The bald man couldn't help but frown when he saw that he looked calm and didn't look like he was cheating.
"Brother Dali, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a poor boy. He dares to cause trouble in the Wei family and calls the master by his name. His crime is unforgivable!"
Liao Wenbo shouted quickly, with a vicious roar on his face: "If word spreads about making trouble on the Wei family's territory, the Wei family's prestige will be completely lost!"
Brother Dali, the bald man, frowned, obviously hesitant.
Yuan Zhenghe suddenly said: "I think you can call the old man to ask about something."
As a treasure appraiser, he still has some say.
"Then just listen to Mr. Yuan."
Brother Dali clasped his fists slightly, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.
He was unable to contact Wei Honglin directly, so he called Wei Tao, the leader of the Wei family's bodyguards.
"Hey, Brother Tao, something happened here at Jianbao Pavilion... A young man said he knew the master..." "Yes, he is a very young boy..." Soon, Brother Dali's expression suddenly changed.
The look in Tang Ming's eyes was even more horrifying.
He staggered over and asked anxiously: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Tang?"
Tang Ming asked back: "Why, if I were not Mr. Tang, would your Wei family be prepared to bully customers in the store?"
"Don't dare."
Brother Dali wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "We are ignorant of the truth and have offended the distinguished guests of the Wei family. Please forgive me, Mr. Tang."
Bang.
He knelt heavily on the ground, and several Wei family bodyguards behind him also knelt down.
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Mr. Tang, I said that I will come over soon to apologize to you. Please wait for a moment. If you are still angry, you can punish us. I just hope that Mr. Tang can calm down your anger."
Brother Dali's tone was horrified.
He just mentioned this matter on the phone, and even the old man of the Wei family was alarmed, and even came to apologize in person. One can imagine how important this young man is to the Wei family.
"No, I don't have time to waste."
Tang Ming packed up the imperial blood jade and jadeite, then slightly cupped his hands towards Yuan Zhenghe and Yuan Yuxuan, and then strode away.
After knowing that he was leaving, Brother Dali and others dared to get up.
Brother Dali looked at Liao Wenbo, frowned and said: "Liao Wenbo, from now on, you are no longer the lobby manager of Jubao Pavilion. Pack your things and get out of here."
"How is it possible? I, I am an old man from Jubao Pavilion. I have worked hard for more than ten years."
Liao Wenbo was a little in disbelief: "Just because of that young boy, the Wei family wants to expel me?"
Bang! As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by the furious Brother Dali until his eyes flashed with stars.
"If you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Tang again, it won't be as simple as expulsion. Believe it or not, I will remove your hands and feet!"
Brother Dali's tiger eyes were full of evil energy, and his eyes were full of ferociousness.
"I'm leaving!"
Liao Wenbo covered his face, not wanting to talk back.
But in the depths of his eyes, looking in the direction Tang Ming was leaving, they shone with extreme greed and viciousness.
One billion and thirty million.
This is a terrifying number.
Enough to drive anyone crazy!…The other side.
Tang Ming strolled down the street. He was originally going to go to the second floor of Jubao Pavilion to pick up some treasures, but now that he had enough money and obtained the emperor's gold and jade, there was no need to continue.
"The imperial gold and jade contains the golden light and the purple sky. The golden light tempers the body to make it strong, and the purple sky contains the spirit to make it spiritual. It can be regarded as an excellent spiritual object for cultivation."
"In terms of cultivation value, it is several levels higher than the Wood Spirit."
"This trip is worthwhile."
Tang Ming was very satisfied with today's harvest. He patted the bag containing imperial gold and jade intentionally or unintentionally, and then walked towards Qinghu Park.
The night gradually deepens.
The park was so quiet and a bit cold.
Tang Ming walked forward and walked directly towards the most remote corner of the park. His face was cold and stern, but there was a hint of evil murderous intent in the corner of his mouth.
Someone is following him.
As soon as he walked out of the antique market, he found that there were people following him, and the number of people was getting larger and larger. There were obviously several groups of people.
"Boy, did you bring us here on purpose?"
Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore.
Five masked men with cold auras jumped out and stared at Tang Ming with unkind eyes.
"Yes, I did it on purpose."
Tang Ming smiled lightly, then looked around: "Since we are here, let's come out together. Are you still planning to play the oriole behind you trick?"
Accompanied by the sound of words.
A loud voice sounded in the darkness, and two more groups of people appeared.
Including the five masked men, there were now three groups of more than a dozen men, all with cold expressions and wary of each other.