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You are rich and powerful, do you dare to kill someone? I'm going to die. Either give me money or be careful. This is what Zhou Junrong means.

Of course Lei Hao is not afraid. If there is really no other way to solve the problem, he does not mind using his power to suppress others and beat Zhou Junrong directly. This guy must have a tough mouth, but he must not have much backbone.

"Brother Zhou, this is the only antique shop in your village." Lei Hao stopped his mother who was about to get angry and turned to Zhou Junbo and asked.

"That's right, Junrong is the only one who opened this kind of store, there are no others." Zhou Junbo answered honestly.

"Boss, your Jade Buddha is 500,000?" Lei Hao turned to look at Zhou Junrong and asked, suppressing his anger, "Can you confirm it for me again, is it 500,000?"

"Of course it's 500,000. Mr. Lei, your family has a big business, and this is just a small business." Zhou Junrong said with a straight face, "If I lose so much money, it's not impossible for me to take risks."

"Are you married? How old is the child? Are the elderly at home still there?" Lei Hao asked three questions in a row and saw Zhou Junrong's face change.

Evil people need to be punished by evil people. Lei Hao is not a good man at heart. He can also play threats, and his skill proficiency is quite high. Think of the popsicles in elementary school and the homework in middle school. Isn’t that how it came about... Okay, Lei Hu is a tough talker, but with his wealth, everyone has to consider the consequences of saying something like this.

Zhou Junrong has a wife and children, as well as his parents. He is not filial at all and beating his wife is common, but he cares about his children.

After hearing Lei Hao's words, Zhou Junrong showed a fierce expression on his face.

"Mr. Lei, you can give it a try. Now walk out of this door. If things are not settled and you want to find me again, you won't know where I will be." Zhou Junrong looked ferocious and pointed at a few people watching outside the store. , said: "To say the least, I, Old Zhou, don't have friends."

"Yeah, you don't pay for breaking things. Who do you think you are?"

"We, the people of Erlang Village, are not easy to bully."

Some onlookers had already gathered at the entrance of the store, and a few of them were arrogant and echoing Zhou Junrong's words.

Blocking doors and extorting, these two words floated in Lei Hao's mind. His parents and Qiu Yuting also started to feel a little nervous, but they quickly calmed down.

Being extorted for some money is very likely to happen, but there is no need to worry about personal injury. These people dare not. Even if they want to extort some money from Lei Hao, they must control the degree. It is okay to make Lei Hao feel aggrieved. If it's more serious, it won't be fun if rich people take risks and cripple you.

Now Lei Hao seems to have only two options, either to pay him to settle the matter, or to die and pay a greater price than money to settle the matter.

But there are two options. For Lei Hao, the first option is to suffer small material losses but cannot accept it mentally. The second option is to suffer large material losses and suffer less mental damage.

No matter which one he chose, he would be offended. Lei Hao could see the guilty look in his parents' eyes.

The old man just wanted to buy something for his future daughter-in-law, so he caused such a thing, and Qiu Yuting saw it, and she suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

Will she dislike us? Will they drive us back to our hometown? What should we do if she had a fight with her son? 500,000, that’s a lot of money. Do we fail more than we succeed? Otherwise...just go back to your hometown and stay here, so as not to cause trouble to your son here.

Lei Hao didn't need to think too deeply to know that if this matter was not handled well, it would have a great impact on his parents. Elderly people are extremely sensitive when it comes to their children, and it is common for them to get into trouble.

"The boss must want me to make me lose money?" Lei Hao resisted the urge to beat people, and silently decided to invite Zheng Yimao and Bu Chaosheng back to be bodyguards. At the same time, he should also make arrangements for his parents to avoid the two elders. This happened again.

"Mr. Lei is joking. If you break something, you should pay for it," Zhou Junrong said, licking his face.

Everyone just stared at Lei Hao, wanting to see how he would solve this matter.

Lei Hao's anger was on the verge of exploding. He walked to the wall cabinet with large jade jewelry, took one off and asked Zhou Junrong, "How much does this cost, boss?"

"Three hundred thousand." Zhou Junrong felt confused, but still maintained a smile and answered, and then...

With a "pop" sound, everyone was stunned. Lei Hao casually threw the things to the ground, with a sneer on his face, and said to Zhou Junrong: "Very good, now according to your wishes, boss, I owe you eighty Ten thousand."

"So, boss, let me ask you again, how much does this piece cost?" Lei Hao picked up another piece of porcelain and asked Zhou Junrong.

"Two... no, one hundred thousand." Zhou Junrong had a bad feeling in his heart and his tone was trembling.

Sure enough, Lei Hao smashed the thing casually and continued to sneer: "Very good, boss, now it's 900,000."

"So, what about this calligraphy and painting?"

"fifty thousand."

"Hiss." More and more people were watching, and they all gasped when they saw Lei Hao casually tearing up the calligraphy and paintings.

"Now it's 950,000!" Lei Hao stared at Zhou Junrong, picked up another thing, and asked without looking at that thing, "How much does this one cost?"

"One hundred thousand!" Zhou Junrong's eyes turned red, thinking that Lei Hao was trying to scare people with money. Under the gaze of so many people, his temper also rose, and he said abruptly: "Mr. Lei wants to smash it, no matter how much he smashes it, How much do you have to pay!"

"Bang." Of course Lei Hao continued to smash, and then moved on to the next one.

The onlookers were all excited. They had seen rich people, but they had never seen anyone who didn’t take money seriously. They had seen people being bullied by Zhou Junrong, and they had never seen anyone use such things to bully Zhou Junrong.

Most of the things in this store are fakes. If Lei Hao smashes them all, does Zhou Junrong dare to let him pay the price of the genuine products?

Can?

Can it?

You should hit it faster!

Lei Hao's parents were almost beaten. Fortunately, Qiu Yuting was by his side. The goddess comforted her with a few words and said calmly: "It's okay. Tiger just made 10 million today. You two, just... As long as he has a rest today, don’t worry.”

On this side, the conversation between Lei Hao and Zhou Junrong continued.

"What about this one?"

"Half a million!"

Bang!

"What about this one?"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

Click!

"What about this one?"

"one million!"

Chi!

Within a few minutes, Lei Hao smashed everything in a wall cabinet. Fragments of calligraphy and paintings, lacquer products, jade ornaments and other seemingly valuable items were scattered on the ground. In the end, it was just the things he smashed. Zhou Junrong's bid has reached 4.5 million.

Zhou Junrong's heart was trembling. Would he dare to ask Lei Hao for 4.5 million? If I take 4.5 million, will something happen? Is a rich man like Lei Hao really going to die? How could I meet such a bad-tempered person? Oh shit.

Seeing Zhou Junrong's body trembling a little, Lei Hao didn't mean to pity him at all, and asked a question that made everyone almost kneel down: "Boss, how much does your store cost?"