Then, Lin Zifeng saw a tall and muscular young man with a skull tattoo on his arm.

Behind this young man were five or six gangsters. Looking at them like this, it was obvious that they were coming with bad intentions.

"Boss Qian, how are you considering the matter? Don't give me a toast or drink as a fine. Don't blame me for doing anything to your son when the time comes."

Hearing this voice, Qian Youliang's expression changed, he quickly walked out, smiled at the strong man and said:

"Brother Hu, just show your favor and I can give you money. Is 200,000 enough? Can't you do this?"

The strong man named Brother Hu scolded angrily, "Do you think of me as a beggar? Let me tell you, if it were other matters, it would be possible to settle it with money, but this time a big shot is interested in the portrait of your ancestor.

.”

"If you are sensible, you can sell us half a million yuan. If you are not, then I'm sorry and you can't blame us for being rude." ??

Qian Youliang shook his head repeatedly and said: "Brother Hu, you also know that that is the portrait of my ancestor. We have enshrined it for so many years. I can't sell it."

"Snapped!!"

The strong man slapped Qian Youliang on the face, "I've made it clear to you, whether it's painting or life, you should think it over for yourself. If you don't know what's good and what's wrong, keep an eye on your son. Don't go out and be hit by a car."

"

The strong man's words were Chi Guoguo's threat. It was obvious that he would do anything to get the painting.

Lin Zifeng couldn't help but frown when he saw this, and walked out quickly.

"Why are you threatening people if you can't buy and sell by force like this? I'll protect the Qian family. If you dare to touch a hair of the Qian family, I will kill you without leaving any body parts."

After all, Qian Youliang is a descendant of Qian Jinguo.

Not to mention that Qian Jiuguo was a registered disciple of their ghost doctor lineage. Qian Jiuguo's righteous deeds of helping the world and saving countless lives were worthy of Lin Zifeng's rescue.

"You brat, who are you? How dare you call me a money guarantor? You really are

Don't be afraid of the strong wind and flash your tongue." The strong man stared at Lin Zifeng, patted the steel pipe in his right hand on the palm of his left hand, and shouted:

"You're afraid you don't know what kind of life you, Mr. Hu, and I are in."

Lin Zifeng looked at the strong man and said indifferently: "I told you, I will protect the Qian family. If you say one more word, I will let you know how to write the word "death"."

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, the strong man laughed angrily. He felt as if he had been provoked, and the person in front of him actually dared to threaten him.

"Damn it, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this. Brothers, stop standing still and hit me." The strong man roared.

When Qian Youliang saw that the strong man was about to take action, he immediately dissuaded him: "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

"I misunderstood you, sir. If I don't break this brat's legs today, how can he still be on the street in the future?"

The brawny man cursed angrily and smashed the steel pipe towards Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng did not dodge, but grabbed the steel pipe that the strong man had smashed down, and then kicked the strong man away with one kick.

Several other gangsters quickly supported the strong man, "Brother Hu, are you okay?"

The strong man felt that his internal organs were tumbling, but his face did not change at all. Instead, he stared at Lin Zifeng and said angrily:

"You brat, you have the guts, but let me tell you, I am not the one who wants the portraits of the ancestors of the Qian family. No matter how hard you fight, you will never be able to fight the people behind me."

The strong man also had some knowledge. Lin Zifeng's kick just now told him that he could not be Lin Zifeng's opponent, so he brought out the big shot behind him in order to scare Lin Zifeng away.

"I said, I will protect the Qian family. Neither you nor the big shots behind you can touch the Qian family."

Lin Zifeng said sonorously that he wanted to protect the Qian family, and even if Zhang Qiye came, he would not give in.

But just as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, a cold female voice sounded from the door of the courtyard:

"You want to protect the Qian family? Can you protect the Qian family?" Then, Lin Zifeng saw a tall and muscular young man with a skull tattoo on his arm.

Behind this young man were five or six gangsters. Looking at them like this, it was obvious that they were coming with bad intentions.

"Boss Qian, how are you considering the matter? Don't give me a toast or drink as a fine. Don't blame me for doing anything to your son when the time comes."

Hearing this voice, Qian Youliang's expression changed, he quickly walked out, smiled at the strong man and said:

"Brother Hu, just show your favor and I can give you money. Is 200,000 enough? Can't you do this?"

The strong man named Brother Hu scolded angrily, "Do you think of me as a beggar? Let me tell you, if it were other matters, it would be possible to settle it with money, but this time a big shot is interested in the portrait of your ancestor.

.”

"If you are sensible, you can sell us half a million yuan. If you are not, then I'm sorry and you can't blame us for being rude."

Qian Youliang shook his head repeatedly and said: "Brother Hu, you also know that that is the portrait of my ancestor. We have enshrined it for so many years. I can't sell it."

"Snapped!!"

The strong man slapped Qian Youliang on the face, "I've made it clear to you, whether it's painting or life, you should think it over for yourself. If you don't know what's good and what's wrong, keep an eye on your son. Don't go out and be hit by a car."

"

The strong man's words were Chi Guoguo's threat. It was obvious that he would do anything to get the painting.

Lin Zifeng couldn't help but frown when he saw this, and walked out quickly.

"Why are you threatening people if you can't buy and sell by force like this? I'll protect the Qian family. If you dare to touch a hair of the Qian family, I will kill you without leaving any body parts."

After all, Qian Youliang is a descendant of Qian Jinguo.

Not to mention that Qian Jiuguo was a registered disciple of their ghost doctor lineage. Qian Jiuguo's righteous deeds of helping the world and saving countless lives were worthy of Lin Zifeng's rescue.

"You brat, who are you? How dare you call me a money guarantor? You really are

Don't be afraid of the strong wind and flash your tongue." The strong man stared at Lin Zifeng, patted the steel pipe in his right hand on the palm of his left hand, and shouted:

"You're afraid you don't know what kind of life you, Mr. Hu, and I are in."

Lin Zifeng looked at the strong man and said indifferently: "I told you, I will protect the Qian family. If you say one more word, I will let you know how to write the word "death"."

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, the strong man laughed angrily. He felt as if he had been provoked, and the person in front of him actually dared to threaten him.

"Damn it, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this. Brothers, stop standing still and hit me." The strong man roared.

When Qian Youliang saw that the strong man was about to take action, he immediately dissuaded him: "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

"I misunderstood you, sir. If I don't break this brat's legs today, how can he still be on the street in the future?"

The brawny man cursed angrily and smashed the steel pipe towards Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng did not dodge, but grabbed the steel pipe that the strong man had smashed down, and then kicked the strong man away with one kick.

Several other gangsters quickly supported the strong man, "Brother Hu, are you okay?"

The strong man felt that his internal organs were tumbling, but his face did not change at all. Instead, he stared at Lin Zifeng and said angrily:

"You brat, you have the guts, but let me tell you, I am not the one who wants the portraits of the ancestors of the Qian family. No matter how hard you fight, you will never be able to fight the people behind me."

The strong man also had some knowledge. Lin Zifeng's kick just now told him that he could not be Lin Zifeng's opponent, so he brought out the big shot behind him in order to scare Lin Zifeng away.

"I said, I will protect the Qian family. Neither you nor the big shots behind you can touch the Qian family."

Lin Zifeng said sonorously that he wanted to protect the Qian family, and even if Zhang Qiye came, he would not give in.

But just as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, a cold female voice sounded from the door of the courtyard:
Chapter completed!