Chapter 175: Su Qiang Leads a Ruckus in the Antique Shop, Situation Escalates

The woman pretended to be coy, "Ah, how annoying… I haven't even thought about marrying you yet."

Su Qiang laughed heartily, impatiently eager to get intimate with her again.

The woman pressed her hand against his chest, "Aren't you going to attend to your proper business?"

"Damn, just seeing you looking so deadly gorgeous, I almost forgot," Su Qiang said helplessly, letting go, quickly dressed, "Stay here and wait for me; I'll turn Wu Sanye's antique shop upside down and be back."

"Alright, I'll be waiting," the woman cooed, throwing a flirtatious glance.

Su Qiang, as if injected with adrenaline, rushed off with a face full of excitement.

——

Baoyun Hall antique shop.

After waiting about twenty minutes, Ning Jinli and Old Yang saw Wu Sanye arrive, wind‑blown and hurried.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ning Jinli didn't tell Wu Sanye Old Yang's true identity.

She only told Wu Sanye that he was a friend of hers.

"Yang brother, hello hello," Wu Sanye said with a smiling eye, shaking Old Yang's hand, "Miss Ning's friend is also my friend. Welcome to my little shop; whatever you like, just speak up, I'll give it away for free!"

Even without Ning Jinli's connection, Wu Sanye's years of street experience let him see that this seemingly ordinary middle‑aged man carried an extraordinary bearing, certainly not an ordinary person.

If you add the friendship Ning Jinli mentioned, it would be even more impressive.

It might be the backing behind Ning Jinli.

Old Yang hurriedly said, "Boss Wu, you're too courteous; no need to give it away, I have to pay for it."

Wu Sanye waved his hand, "I said it's free, so it's free. Brother Yang, if you like it, you can take it all away, no problem."

Old Yang was at a loss, half laughing, half crying, and gave Ning Jinli a secret signal.

Ning Jinli laughed, "Third Uncle, that's going too far; now this antique shop also has my share."

"Yo, sorry about that," Wu Sanye chuckled, "When I saw Brother Yang I felt an instant kinship, couldn't help wanting to make a friend."

Ning Jinli, with a helpless expression, "Alright, quickly open the door and let Old Yang pick a gift; just introduce it to him honestly, then sell it to him at cost."

"Alright, alright, Miss Ning said so, I obey, hahaha, please come in!"

Wu Sanye laughed heartily as he opened the shop's main door.

Upon entering the antique shop's hall, Old Yang sighed, "So many items, each looks quite pricey. I tell you, Third Uncle, you shouldn't have anything here that isn't suitable for commercial transaction, right?"

Wu Sanye immediately stood straight, "No! Absolutely not! Since I started following Miss Ning, I've often received her ideological education, deeply knowing that merchants like us should obey the law! Look, recently I was out treasure hunting, found several cultural relics, spent my own money to buy them at high price and donated them to the local museum; this even made the local news! Later I'll show you the official silk banner they gave me!"

Old Yang, seeing his posture, realized that the other party could tell his identity wasn't simple.

He couldn't help saying to Ning Jinli, "No wonder this Third Uncle's business is so big; he's got skill."

Ning Jinli tugged Third Uncle's arm, "Old Yang just wants to pick a proper meeting gift for the younger brother; just treat it normally."

"Got it, got it," Wu Sanye nodded repeatedly.

"This looks good," Old Yang pointed at a wooden carving hanging on the wall, "very antique in flavor, very delicate, must be pricey, right?"

Wu Sanye cheerfully said, "Not pricey, just quote 580,008."

"That's not expensive?" Old Yang exclaimed in surprise, "Then… what's the cost price?"

Wu Sanye laughed more, "To be honest, this thing looks high‑end, but it's just for show; connoisseurs won't care. If someone doesn't know, I can fold it and sell it for a profit of tens of thousands!"

Old Yang was dumbfounded.

Wu Sanye hurriedly added, "Of course, I'm not that deceitful; I keep it here as decoration, and only sell it to someone who truly likes it and is willing to pay a high price."

Old Yang chuckled, "You, alright, I get it; doing business… as long as it's legal, no problem."

Then Old Yang surveyed the shop, and with Wu Sanye's thorough explanation, finally chose an antique Zisha Teapot worth a few thousand.

Wu Sanye originally thought to throw in two freebies, but Old Yang refused, so he gave up.

"That's it, please have you, Boss Wu, wrap it up," Old Yang said, cradling the Zisha Teapot, more pleased as he looked.

"Alright, Brother Yang, please wait a moment!"

At that moment, a sudden screech of brakes sounded.

Two delivery vans barreled onto the steps outside the shop, their bodies blocking the doorway.

A few clattering sounds.

Seven or eight thugs carrying steel pipes burst in.

The speed was clearly premeditated; even Wu Sanye didn't have time to react.

Wu Sanye glared, "You bunch of little bastards, have your eyes been eaten by dogs? Don't you know this is my shop?"

"Hehe, we found you here!" the yellow‑haired leader shouted, "Brothers, smash it! And give this Third Uncle a warm welcome!"

The thugs wasted no words and attacked.

Ning Jinli quickly shielded Old Yang behind her.

The thugs swung steel pipes in a chaotic barrage, Wu Sanye cursed, "Damn, when I was that reckless back then, you sons of bitches were still playing in the mud!"

Because the shop hadn't opened yet today, the staff and security weren't on duty.

Wu Sanye casually grabbed a head‑sized root carving and hurled it, instantly toppling three thugs, then fought the rest.

The antique shop descended into chaos.

Old Yang wasn't flustered, furrowing his brow, "Boss Wu, have we offended someone?"

Ning Jinli shook her head, "I don't know… but I believe he hasn't done anything wrong; maybe it's a business dispute."

Saying that, Ning Jinli pulled out her phone to call the police.

"Miss Ning, no need to involve the police!" Wu Sanye, still able to watch the rear while fighting, said, "Once I deal with these brats, I'll send them all to the police station! You take Brother Yang and leave first!"

Old Yang said, "You wouldn't think it, Boss Wu may look a bit chubby, but his reach is great."

"Old Yang, shall we leave first?" Ning Jinli tugged his arm, "The back door is this way; you mustn't have any accidents."

Old Yang smiled, "With you by my side, what accident could happen? General Shangguan told me your skills far surpass ordinary people. I'll stay here and watch, see how it goes."

After speaking, he held the Zisha Teapot and calmly sat on the sofa at the back.

Ning Jingli could only stay on guard, watching the situation in the antique shop's lobby.

Wu Sanye truly didn't brag; in a short while he actually beat seven thugs so badly they couldn't get up.

He himself was exhausted, panting, a bit bruised, but basically not seriously injured.

"Damn… haven't exercised in ages, I'm dead tired…" Wu Sanye muttered as he walked to the leading yellow‑haired thug, thrusting a root carving weighing over ten jin into his forehead, "Spill it, which bastard sent you."

He knew well that with his reputation in Xinghan City, ordinary thugs wouldn't dare cause trouble.

Therefore, this group must have a backer.

If they get thrown to the police station later, these thugs will probably take the matter themselves.

To find out the mastermind, either force a confession or wait for the thug leader to appear.

This is the real reason he stopped Ning Jingli from calling the police.

The yellow‑haired thug's nose was bruised and his face swollen, yet he remained defiant, refusing to answer Wu Sanye's questions, with an attitude like "if you have the guts, kill me."

Wu Sanye coldly looked around; the other thugs wore the same expression as pigs unafraid of boiling water.

"Fine, you can't fight, but your mouth is pretty sharp."

"Third Uncle, I'll give you a dose of strength."

As he said so, he squatted, used the sharp tip of the root carving to pry into the yellow‑haired thug's mouth, pressing against his front tooth, and began to apply force slowly.

"Boss Wu, what are you doing?" Old Yang asked.

Because Wu Sanye faced away, apparently blocking the view, Old Yang feared he might go too far and the situation would become hard to resolve.

Wu Sanye turned, grinned, "Nothing, this kid just bumped his mouth, let me see if he's hurt."

Just as the yellow‑haired thug's front tooth was about to be forcibly pried off.

More vans drove up.

It turned out a thug couldn't hold back and secretly called for reinforcements with his phone.

This was exactly the effect Wu Sanye wanted.

The yellow‑haired thug's front tooth thus escaped disaster.

Then, more than twenty better‑looking thugs entered.

They only blocked the main door and surrounded the entire lobby, not rushing to act.

"No wonder it's Wu Sanye; a few petty thugs really couldn't handle you. Good thing I have more than just these few; those petty thugs were just scouting for me," Su Qiang said, swaggering as he finally entered the antique shop.

He was dressed in a high‑end suit, with sunglasses on his face.

He looked pretentiously dignified.

"Who the hell are you?" Wu Sanye stood up, sizing him up while recalling, "Are you the one causing trouble? Do I know you?"

"Wu Sanye really is a noble who forgets things," Su Qiang slowly removed his glasses, revealing eyes filled with resentful sneer, "Didn't recognize me?"

Ning Jingli was startled, "Su Qiang? Why is it you?"

Not only Wu Sanye, even Ning Jingli only recognized him after he took off his sunglasses.

Hearing the voice, Su Qiang turned his gaze past Wu Sanye, and when he saw Ning Jingli sitting on the sofa in the back corner of the lobby, he too was taken aback, "Yo! What a coincidence, you're here too!"

"Miss Ning, do you two know each other?" Wu Sanye turned back, surprised.

Su Qiang shouted angrily, "You damn it still didn't recognize me? I was beaten by you! Forgot? I'm here for revenge!"

Wu Sanye laughed, "I've beaten many; I can't remember all of them."

Su Qiang's face turned pale.

This was truly humiliating.

He kept the grievance in his heart, waiting for a chance to vent revenge, only to find the other side didn't remember at all.

"Third Uncle," Ning Jingli reminded, "He is the guy from a few months ago in Xinghan Central Hospital's ward who tried to swindle me out of money."

Wu Sanye suddenly understood, slapped his forehead, "Oh! Got it! So it's you, kid? What, didn't remember last time? A dog like you, unfilial, still have the nerve to seek revenge? Looks like you still haven't been beaten enough!"

Su Qiang sneered repeatedly, calmly sitting on the sofa near the entrance, "Third Uncle, times have changed; this time it's my turn to deal with you."

"And you."

He pointed at Ning Jingli from afar, his anger intensifying.

"You little slut, that beating a few months ago broke three of my ribs! It kept me from working, I lost my job. After losing income, my wife kept fighting with me! Do you know how I survived?!"

Ning Jingli frowned, "Why do people like you always blame others for the consequences of your own mistakes? Isn't that just you getting what you deserve?"

Su Qiang's face turned extremely grim, viciously saying, "During that time I was like a stray dog, couldn't go home, got scolded by my wife every day, I almost jumped off a building! Meanwhile you and Su Qinglan's life got better day by day, and you even moved into a villa at Lanyue Villa! How the hell could I stand that!"

Ning Jingli gave a cold stare, "Then what do you want?"

"Alright, since you're a woman, I won't hit you. You come over and give me a few respectful bows, slap yourself a few times, and I'll let you crawl away."

"What a little wimp daring to act like a big shot," Wu Sanye pulled out his phone, "Su Qiang, huh, still trying to bully Miss Ning? If you have any guts, just wait for my men to arrive."

Su Qiang immediately gave a signal to the thugs beside him.

Bang!

Wu Sanye hadn't finished dialing when a thug smashed his phone with a club, also smashing his hand, causing it to bleed.

At the same time, four strong thugs quickly pinned Wu Sanye to the ground.

"You damn…" Wu Sanye fumed.

Su Qiang laughed, "Hahaha, Wu Sanye, you think I'm stupid? I'm here for revenge, not a sparring match, and you're waiting for me to call someone? Dream on!"

Wu Sanye, furious beyond measure, with a burst of rage, somehow ripped the four thugs off.

Then, in a swift step forward, he raised his hand and clutched Su Qiang's throat.

The speed of the move caught everyone off guard.

What Wu Sanye didn't expect was Su Qiang suddenly pulling a cold, metallic object from his coat and pressing it to Wu Sanye's forehead.

"Handgun?!" Wu Sanye's whole body tensed.

Ning Jinli and Old Yang's expressions changed instantly.

This time the matter became serious!

"Don't move!" Su Qiang sneered, "Although this thing is purely handmade, home‑grown junk, it still took me a lot of effort to get, so it's obviously not as proper as the real stuff, but… it can still kill people!"

"Go, smash those two people's mobile phones for me!"

Su Qiang pointed with his chin toward Ning Jinli's direction.

No one expected Su Qiang to be so bold, even daring to brandish a weapon that is strictly prohibited for private ownership in the country, an extremely dangerous weapon.

Ning Jinli and Old Yang feared that, if he slipped even once, he would truly crush Wu Sanye, so they could only cooperate and hand over their phones.

The thug, having taken the two phones, didn't even look at them and smashed them to pieces.

Wu Sanye broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, slowly raised his hands, "Su Qiang, once you pull this thing out, its nature changes. I advise you to turn back now, otherwise—"

"Damn it!" Su Qiang pressed the barrel of his gun hard against Wu Sanye's forehead, "Kneel!"

Wu Sanye dared not act rashly any longer, gritting his teeth, clutching his head and kneeling on the ground.

Su Qiang looked at Ning Jinli, loudly urging, "Ning Jinli! Didn't you hear what I just told you to do? I don't have that much patience, damn it, so hurry over here!"