Chapter 103 He is in Qingzhou, and he is good at both black and white
"Fuck, that's a lot of money!"

"Look, look, someone is doing PY trading here!"

As Bespectacled was pouring out the money, several exclamations were heard at the door of the store.

His movements were so big that many passers-by saw it.

They took out their mobile phones to take pictures and record the event.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang had sufficient experience in dealing with such situations. He just turned his back to the camera and didn't show his face.

As for the bespectacled guy in front of me.

He seemed to really want to be famous, and even made a "yeah" gesture to the camera.

If Lao Hu had not drawn the curtains in time, Zhang Yang estimated that the police officers at the police station would have seen the video "Man showing off his wealth in public on Yanjiang Road Antique Street" as early as noon.

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"How much money do you have?" Zhang Yang's eyes were dazzled by the red light of the banknotes.

"Two hundred thousand exactly."

"Only two hundred thousand?"

Zhang Yang thought that there were at least four or five hundred thousand.

Maybe it was because he had never seen so much money in his life, so his hunch was wrong.

You want me to help you with this little money?
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"Just? You actually said just?"

The four-eyed boy was irritated by Zhang's flamboyant attitude:
"Do you know how much dirt we dug and how many bricks we moved to earn these two hundred thousand? This is all our hard-earned money!"

"Brother, are you working on a construction site?" Old Hu asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"What they dig are the burial mounds, and what they move are the tomb bricks."

Zhang Yang explained it to Lao Hu.

He raised his hand and motioned for the bespectacled boy to sit down first.

Now that you have revealed your cards, stop being so arrogant.

Zhang Yang looked at the other person carefully and found that the bespectacled boy probably hadn't washed his face. His face was very oily and his hair was messy. If you put these aside, judging from his appearance, this guy actually didn't look very old.

"Are you an adult?"

"Just turned eighteen."

"How long have you been doing this?"

"Two and a half years."

"..."

Zhang Yang frowned and paused for a second. He realized that the other party's expression did not seem to be a joke, so he asked the most crucial question:
"How do you want me to help you?"

"revenge!"

Four Eyes clenched his fists and spoke forcefully.

"To be more specific, whether it's killing someone or setting a fire, or stealing someone's tribute, both are considered revenge."

"Let me think about it..."

Four Eyes pondered for a moment, and after he thought of a solution, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Zhang Yang.

As a result, he happened to meet Zhang Yang's righteous look.

His voice unconsciously became weak, and he said timidly:

"Boss Zhang, I've made up my mind."

"Isn't there a big Buddha behind you? Can you ask him to help?"

"Let Uncle Seven bring his people to admit his mistakes to my boss and brothers in front of the big shot behind you, pay for the medical expenses, and then return the Fa Qiu Seal!"

The bespectacled boy looked at Zhang Yang expectantly.

The latter shook his head indifferently.

It’s not that Zhang Yang is unwilling to be a peacemaker, but that the big shot behind him is inconvenient.

"No, my master is in seclusion. I can only bring two people to see him at a time, and we have to make an appointment."

"Think of another way." Zhang Yang said with a sigh.

"That……"

Four-eyed boy scratched his head:

"Then find some gangsters to kill Uncle Seven. Once he dies, those under him won't be a problem to worry about. And no one in the underworld will dare to mess with my boss in the future."

"What do you think?"

When Zhang Yang heard this idea, he looked at the bespectacled man in shock.

Good boy, you are so cruel!
Uncle Qi just stole your family's seal, and now you're going to take his life?
"Your idea is a bit too cliché." Zhang Yang commented lightly.

"Think again."

"Ah? Still not enough?"

For Siyanzai, killing Uncle Qi was the most cruel method he could think of, and he had to let Zhang Yang do it.

It is impossible for him to kill someone himself.

"Boss Zhang, no, Senior Zhang, can you give me some hints?"

"I can't give it to you. Just tell me what you have."

Zhang Yang sat on the chair with his arms folded, a subtle smile on his face.

Old Hu followed suit and started laughing too.

Now, Four Eyes felt like he had entered a den of thieves.

He could only rack his brains and throw out all the solutions he could think of one by one.

Hope to get Zhang Yang's recognition:
"Find someone who can repair cars and remove the brakes of Uncle Qi's car. This way he won't be able to step on the brakes and will have an accident sooner or later."

Zhang Yang: "Gao Qisheng used this method to deal with Li Youtian. Let's try another one."

"Since Uncle Qi and his family have not been released yet, please help us. Let's go dig up Uncle Qi's ancestral grave and bury a pig in it. Then he will be filial to the pig in the future."

Zhang Yang: "Why don't you lie down in there yourself and let him do his filial duty to you? That's too stupid, think about it again!"

"We can get a few national treasures and send them to Uncle Seven, then call and report him, and make him step on a sewing machine for the rest of his life!"

Zhang Yang: "Do you think national treasures are cabbages on the roadside? You can get them just by wanting them?"

"Is it impossible for you to do it with your ability, senior?" asked Four Eyes.

"Not only can't I get it, there's no chance at all!"

Zhang Yang shook his head regretfully, stood up and sighed.

"Okay, I know almost everything about your premeditated method of committing the crime. Now you can go to the police station and turn yourself in."

"If you don't tell the truth, we will identify you."

"Yeah, you didn't expect that, did you?" Old Hu agreed with a smile.

When Zhang Yang refuted this kid again and again, he already understood his intention.

This fishing trip was great.

"Ah?" Four Eyes exclaimed.

"What's wrong, are you surprised?"

Zhang Yang waved at Siyanzai, signaling him to get up quickly.

Please put away these banknotes on the table.

There will be guests coming later, and it will be difficult to explain.

"Senior, you can't do this. You are also working for tomb robbers. What good will it do you if you send me to the police station?" "It will reduce one competitor!"

Four Eyes: ...

He thought about it and felt that what Zhang Yang said made sense.

But it would be too painful to just accept my fate.

After all, his brothers don’t necessarily have to go to jail. What if they have a tacit understanding with Uncle Seventh’s people and don’t tell anyone about the tomb robbery?
Although the chances of dog biting dog are indeed greater.

Anyway, if he goes to turn himself in, wouldn't that expose everyone?

So Siyanzai felt that he had to struggle again:
"You're not right. I can report you to the police and say you're helping tomb robbers sell cultural relics."

"The Fa Qiu seal is the evidence."

"Hey, what next? Haven't you heard that black and white can win?"

A harmless smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face.

After hearing this, Four Eyes felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Oh no, I met a real big shot.

How to do?
"Senior, I don't want the 80,000 yuan. Can you just pretend you haven't seen me today?"

"Oh, yes, you reminded me that there is another order."

If Four Eyes hadn't said this, Zhang Yang would have almost forgotten that he had accepted the stolen money from this man.

Of course I won’t return all of it to him, because I have to deduct 500 yuan for the cost of the horns.

The owner of the slaughterhouse yesterday was very reluctant to sell so many cow horns.

The boss thought Zhang Yang might be abnormal for buying so much at one time.

There was no choice but to spend more money and take it.

So even if there is a premium, it is the loss that these tomb robbers deserve.

"I won't deduct the money for breaking the contract from you, lest the police come to settle with me later about whether the stolen money is rightfully mine."

Zhang Yang walked to the counter and prepared to take the money out of the safe.

When Siyanzai saw this scene, he knew that Zhang Yang was determined to execute him on the spot.

My anus couldn't help but tighten.

He took advantage of the moment when Zhang Yang lowered his head to take the money, picked up a few bundles of banknotes on the table, and ran away.

However, he turned around in such a hurry that he didn't notice a tall figure outside the window walking towards the store entrance.

As a result, the moment he rushed out of the door, he bumped into the man.

The other person was fine, but he fell down, his glasses flew off, and money was scattered all over the floor.

"sorry Sorry."

The bespectacled boy apologized repeatedly, picked up a few banknotes at random, struggled to get up, and continued to run away.

But the figure just now blocked his way.

He ran straight into the other person's arms.

Hey, why does this sky blue shirt look so familiar?
What's in the black leather bag around your waist?
The bespectacled guy just tilted his head to take a look, but the man in front of him seemed to be stressed and grabbed him with a grappling hand.

Stimulated by the pain, Bespectacled's eyesight worked beyond his normal level and he was finally able to see clearly what the other person was wearing.

Oh my god, it’s the police!

……

"is the boss around?"

Hearing the loud male voice coming from outside the door, Zhang Yang stood up from behind the counter.

Only then did they realize that the bespectacled guy in the room was missing.

At this time, Lao Hu was standing in the aisle at the door. He pointed in the direction of the door and said silently with his lips:
"There is a note!"

The police are here?

Zhang Yang was a little curious as to why the police came to his store.

It’s only been open for a few days, has it been exposed?
"Who?"

Zhang Yang asked as he walked to Lao Hu and looked towards the door.

The situation at the door surprised him greatly.

At some point, Four Eyes was pressed against the wall by a man in police uniform, with a look of despair on his face.

Is this surrender?

I asked you to surrender yourself, but I didn't ask you to call the police on the spot?
Besides, this is too fast. The stolen money hasn’t been returned to you yet!
Zhang Yang hurried out of the store.

"Hello, police comrade."

The policeman outside the door was holding down the bespectacled guy with one hand and collecting the hundred-dollar bills handed over by everyone with the other hand.

Hearing Zhang Yang's voice, he quickly turned his head.

The two looked at each other, and expressions of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time.

Officer Tu: "So you are the boss Zhang?"

Zhang Yang: "It turned out to be Officer Tu."

Officer Tu: "Why do you open a store here?"

Zhang Yang: "Why are you here?"

Four Eyes: "Can you guys communicate effectively? Otherwise, how long will I be suppressed?"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Officer Tu used a little force with his hands, and the bespectacled boy cried out in pain.

"Officer Tu, what's the posture of you guys?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Ok?"

Now it was Officer Tu's turn to be confused.

"Why, isn't this man a thief?"

"no……"

While Zhang Yang was speaking, Officer Tu thought he might have caught the wrong person, so he let go of his hand.

Of course, Four Eyes would not give up such an opportunity.

He pretended to relax his arm, turned around and ran away.

Zhang Yang wanted to explain, but when he saw this, he immediately changed his words:
"No, he is the thief!"

The poor bespectacled guy had only run two steps when he was caught up by the nimble Officer Tu, who grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the side.

Then, he was held down again.

But this time, instead of pressing against the wall, he was pressed on the ground.

"Say it earlier next time!"

Officer Tu held down the bespectacled boy and spoke to Zhang Yang while panting.

Fortunately, he is not the kind of deputy team leader who sits in the office, otherwise this guy might really run away.

"It's my fault. I was going to say that he's not just an ordinary thief, he's a tomb robber."

Siyanzai still held out a glimmer of hope for Zhang Yang.

I hope Zhang Yang can take his identity into consideration and describe himself as an ordinary thief.

But when he heard the word "tomb robber", he instantly fell into despair.

Sure enough, this guy named Zhang is good at both black and white!

(End of this chapter)