Mo Yancong, Chang Qing, and the people on the street opened their mouths wide and were stunned.
They didn't even see clearly how Han Jiulin took action.
At this moment, Han Jiulin turned his head and looked at Mo Yancong. His eyes were full of indifference and intimidation, which made Mo Yancong frightened.
"This is the last time. If you dare to offend me again, even if Mo Long comes, I can't protect you."
Han Jiulin said coldly, turned around, and walked away with Xiao Yuyan!
"Holy shit! This is the first time I've met such a decent guy! He succeeded in irritating me!"
It wasn't until Han Jiulin and the two walked away that Mo Yancong felt that he was no longer so nervous and said through gritted teeth.
Changqing asked in a deep voice: "Master Mo, what are you going to do next?
How about I help you gather some people?"
He patted his chest and said angrily: "I'm in Liulichang, so I can speak quite easily."
Mo Yancong sneered and said, "I don't need you to help me with this little thing!"
As they were talking, they saw from a distance that Han Jiulin and Xiao Yuyan had already entered the teahouse where the antique auction was held.
Both of them were stunned immediately.
Chang Qing asked: "Are they also going to the antique auction?"
Mo Yancong smiled evilly and said: "It's better this way, I will send people all over the city to look for him later!"
While talking, he took out his mobile phone and called the martial arts expert who worked for the Mo family.
After making the call, he kicked the four bodyguards who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and cursed:
"You four are really useless. You can't beat one of them. What's the point of raising you?"
The big man who was kicked to the ground at the beginning spat out acidic water and explained: "Master Mo, it's not that we are weak, it's that that kid is too strong. We are really no match for him!"
Mo Yancong kicked the other person in the chest and kicked the big man to the ground: "Stop talking nonsense, you useless trash. From now on, all four of you, get out of here!"
The four bodyguards dared not speak out in anger, but there was a look of dissatisfaction on their faces.
The big man who was kicked to the ground by Mo Yancong gritted his teeth and said: "Young Master Mo, we are not good at our studies. If you fire us, we brothers will have nothing to say.
However, that boy is indeed very powerful, so I hope you will be more careful, Mr. Mo."
When he said these words, he was completely benevolent and righteous.
But Mo Yancong didn't take his words seriously at all and sneered:
"Trash, just because you can't deal with someone doesn't mean that others can't deal with him. Wang Deyong will come later. You open your dog eyes and see clearly how he dealt with that piece of shit!"
When the four bodyguards heard this, they looked at each other in surprise.
Wang Deyong is the head of the Mo family, Mo Long's personal bodyguard, and a master among masters.
Wang Deyong could knock down the four of them with one hand.
If Wang Deyong really comes, he will be able to deal with that brat easily.
Mo Yancong was too lazy to talk nonsense with the four useless bodyguards. He glanced at Chang Qing and said, "Let's go, let's go to the teahouse too.
I want to see what qualifications the two of them have to participate in today's antique auction!"
Today's antique auction is semi-public, and ordinary people are not qualified to participate. Except for people like Chang Qing who are well-known in the antique circle, those who can participate are mostly powerful figures in the capital.
Or maybe it was someone recommended by these two people and brought along with them.
It is not impossible for ordinary people to enter, but they must provide sufficient proof of property qualifications.
If you don't have even one million in your account, you are not qualified to participate in this antique auction.
At this time, Mo Yancong just wanted to see why Han Jiulin and Xiao Yuyan walked into the teahouse to participate in the auction.
She had never seen Xiao Yuyan before, she was very unfamiliar, and her accent was more or less from Jinmen, so she was not a native of the capital.
As for Han Jiulin, although he was wearing a mask and couldn't see clearly what he looked like, anyone who dared not betray his reputation as the Young Master of the Mo family was probably not from the capital.
If the two of them are people with a big background, and Wang Deyong comes later and takes action, Mo Shaocong will at least ask Wang Deyong to save his hand and not take Han Jiulin's life.
But if Han Jiulin and Xiao Yuyan only entered the teahouse because they had sufficient funds in their accounts, it means that they have no power at all, and at most they are just rich second generations from other places.
In that case, there will be nothing to be taboo about. When the time comes, the man will be killed and the woman will be taken directly to the bed!
The two of them quickly arrived at the door of the tea house. The guard guarding the door immediately nodded and bowed in greeting: "Master Mo, Boss Nian."
The two of them had just come to the tea house in advance, and the doorman also told them their identities and kept them in mind. When they saw them leaving and coming back, they naturally wanted to please them.
Mo Yancong asked: "Let me ask you, why did the man and woman who came in just now go in to participate in the auction?
Do you recognize them?"
The guard shook his head and said: "The two of them are not characters. It's just that the woman showed me the balance of her account and met the capital verification requirements for this auction, so I let them in."
Mo Yancong sneered and said, "Are they really just two guys with no identities?"
Chang Qing also smiled and said: "The best thing is that the girl took out the account balance to verify the capital. That boy is most likely just a freeloader."
Mo Yancong sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you challenge me and attack me, you loser with no money or power?
I’ll teach him later what it means to have high heaven and earth!”
Chang Qing took out a Chinese cigarette, handed it to Mo Yancong, and advised: "Master Mo, there's no need to keep getting angry with him. The auction is about to start. Let's go in first and see if there are any good items.
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When Wang Deyong, the master you mentioned, comes, just make that kid look good."
"Um."
Mo Yancong nodded, but did not take Chang Qing's cigarette. He took out a pack of green shell pandas from his pocket and handed one to Chang Qing.
After a pause, he smiled and handed one to the young doorman.
"Oh, these are special cigarettes, not something ordinary people can smoke."
Changqing took the cigarette with a smile and gave it a compliment.
The young guard, who was already a little excited, was even more excited when he heard that this was a special supply of cigarettes, and he thanked Mo Yancong repeatedly.
Mo Yancong smiled and waved his hand, then walked into the teahouse.