Chapter 1800: Nianyin's Treasure Chest 1

Most people were driven away, including Zhang Yulong.

Boss He kept two people behind; they were his trusted aides.

Yulong knew that although Shang Zude's sudden disappearance had cleared his own name in time, Boss He still hadn't completely let down his guard against him, and he would have to be even more careful in his actions from now on.

Not long after he returned to the bar, there was a commotion outside.

Just by the sound, he knew Nianyin had arrived.

"By what right do you stop me from entering? Do you think just a few of you can hold me back? Keep dreaming!" Before the arrogant voice even faded, the screams of the lackeys followed; there was no need to look to know that woman had started fighting again.

"Let her in."

It would be even worse not to see her at a time like this, as if he had something to hide.

Nianyin walked in, dragging a suitcase.

"Bang!"

The office door was slammed shut heavily.

Yulong was extremely impatient: "Stop bothering me. Don't say you've asked once; even if you asked a hundred thousand times, I wouldn't go back. There's simply no going back. From the time I was small until now, you've only ever wanted to arrange for me to do this or that. When have you ever thought about what I truly want?"

"Is your reputation really that useful?"

A daily argument must be loud!

Loud enough to be heard outside, so they would know they were unhappy—that was the point.

"You bastard, you won't leave, right? Fine, then I'll make sure you can't survive here either."

Nianyin was as fierce as ever; she pulled out an iron rod and smashed everything in the office, and soon the perfectly fine office was left in a mess.

The office could no longer contain Nianyin's rage, so she pulled the door open and went out, intending to smash up the bar as well.

Just as she walked out carrying the iron rod, she bumped head-on into someone—Boss He!

Boss He smiled and urged her to calm her anger, saying that if she felt unhappy, she should just give her son a beating, but not to break things, as she would have to use her own money to buy replacements if they were broken.

Nianyin seemed to listen; at any rate, she didn't smash anything.

Boss He was very eloquent, and with a few words, he coaxed Nianyin until she lost her temper. He continued to act as a peacemaker, saying that family shame should not be aired in public and that she shouldn't let outsiders watch the joke, as if he weren't an outsider himself.

He even had people help tidy up the office and saw the suitcase Nianyin had brought.

"What's in the suitcase?"

Nianyin said: "In the suitcase are things I've prepared for this unfilial son, to get him to leave quickly. Don't think I don't know that something has happened on your end. If you want to die, go die yourselves, don't drag my son into it."

The "cargo" at sea had an incident; Yulong's mother knew?

Boss He narrowed his eyes and asked: "How did you know?"

"How did I know? Hahahaha..."

Nianyin laughed with extreme arrogance and mocked him mercilessly: "Is this all the ability you have? You don't even know who I am, and you have the nerve to be mixing in the underworld?"

"Kid, I walk my broad road, you cross your single-plank bridge. Neither of us bothers the other. I won't affect your fortune, and you don't add to my troubles. I only have this one son; if he loses even a single hair, I will finish you all off..."

Nianyin was as overbearing as ever, but Boss He was in a very good mood and agreed to everything.

His suspicion of Yulong's mother had now been cut in half; if this woman really had a problem, she wouldn't be speaking to him with such righteous indignation.

The ferocity in this woman couldn't be faked; she was a tough character.

Nianyin pulled the suitcase open a crack, revealing cash, a passport, and an ID card, among other things.

"I've prepared everything for you, come with me."

"I'm not going."

"You dare?"

"I dare!"

Seeing that the mother and son were about to argue again, Boss He took his leave: "I won't interfere in your family affairs. Yulong, talk to your mother properly, don't glare at her. Your sister is truly doing this for your own good."

He played the good guy.

He also said to Nianyin: "Sister, since I call you sister, Yulong is my own nephew. I treat him just like my own kin..."

Nianyin didn't buy his act and interrupted him rudely: "Cut the crap. I know you're the boss here. If you say the word right now to kick him out, then I'll believe you."

"Fine."

He said to Yulong: "From this moment on, you are no longer a member of our Chamber of Commerce. From now on, listen to your mother and be a good boy..."

As he spoke, he faced Yulong with his back to Nianyin, saying nice things while winking at Yulong.

The meaning was to fool your mother first.

Boss He took his leave and walked away, feeling very reassured; he now truly believed Yulong was not a suspect.

Only the two of them were left in the office. Nianyin rudely chased all the bar lackeys out, closed the main door, came back, and reopened the suitcase.

As she opened the suitcase, she said: "Little punk, trying to fight me?"

"All those tricks of yours are things I played with years ago."

The suitcase was opened completely, and Yulong was surprised to find that there was more to it than met the eye.

What was all this?

Rope, Spring Shoes, Bulletproof Vest, Dagger... and a few Hallucinogenic Pens?

After Nianyin confirmed the office environment was safe, she lowered her voice and said: "That old thing told me to tell you that you did a beautiful job."

"But you must be extremely careful about your safety."

The "old thing" referred to Yulong's superior, an old police officer with illustrious achievements who was an iconic figure in the police world and highly respected; yet, in her mouth, he had become an "old thing."

Nianyin didn't notice the corner of her son's mouth twitch.

She continued to vent her dissatisfaction: "That old thing is truly stingy, only capable of saying pretty words. What's the use of that? It's not his son, so he just ruins other people's sons like this..."

"Zhang Yulong, I'm telling you, don't think that just because I don't usually manage your food and drink, you don't need your own mother at critical moments. You keep all these things I've prepared for you; they'll save your life at a critical time!"

Yulong finally found a chance to interject: "What are all these, and how do I use them?"

"I will teach you."

Nianyin first took out the Bulletproof Vest and handed it to her son, letting him touch it: "Touch it, what is it made of?"

Yulong touched it twice, the texture felt very strange.

It was soft yet steel-like, and the steel did not have ordinary hardness, but a resilience that could be kneaded at will; this feeling was very strange, indescribable, and did not feel like an ordinary textile.

"Mom, what is this?"

Nianyin put the Bulletproof Vest on herself and said to her son: "Punch me, hit me hard."

So Yulong really punched her, but he only used fifty percent of his strength.

This level of force was clearly not enough to satisfy Nianyin, so she glared at her son: "Did you not eat?"

After speaking, she quickly picked up a fruit knife from the table and stabbed it toward herself—"No!" Yulong shouted.

But it was already too late; the fruit knife stabbed into the Bulletproof Vest, the Bulletproof Vest was completely fine, and Nianyin was even more so.

"What is going on? Could this be a bulletproof vest?"

Yulong was very surprised, but he could also see that this was a treasure.

He had seen ordinary bulletproof vests; they were very thick and hard, and wearing them made movement very inconvenient.

This one was soft, yet even a sharp fruit knife could not pierce it; what material was it made of?

How magical.

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