Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

The so-called knowing yourself and the enemy means you will be victorious in every battle.

Jiang Yuan knew very well that he had just arrived in the city and had not yet established a solid foundation. It would not be wise to get involved in Ye Zhiqiu's family conflicts at this time.

But as soon as he heard that Ye Zhiqiu still had a batch of antiques left by her grandfather, Jiang Yuan was immediately moved.

It is now 1992, and Jiang Yuan knows very well which antiques will appreciate significantly in value in the future.

In other words, as long as Jiang Yuan has enough funds, he will make a profit if he buys it.

Not only do you spend time and energy waiting for the rabbit in the antique street, it is also difficult to find high-quality products. The thing in Ye Zhiqiu's hands is different. It is Ye Qingshan's collection. Just look at the blue and white porcelain she sold to Zhu Wei, the owner of Jiabaoxuan.

Just know that the remaining antiques in her hands will definitely be good.

Where to get money?

Jiang Yuan fell into deep thought as he pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard.

Counting the 10,000 he won from today's bet, Jiang Yuan only has a little over 20,000 left in total. This amount is not small, but it is unrealistic to use it to buy a large number of antiques.

"Brother Jiang, you're back," Liu Xiaojun was feeding some big wolf dogs. Seeing Jiang Yuan frowning, he couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong, Brother Jiang? Is that Sun Hong causing trouble for you again?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head and looked up at the second floor of the small foreign building, "Why hasn't your sister gotten off work yet?"

Liu Xiaojun smiled and said, "I just discovered that my sister is really interested in the antique business. She has been very busy in Boss Zhu's shop these days. I guess she has taken the initiative to work overtime and researched those antiques."

Jiang Yuan said 'hmm' and looked at the sky again, "It's going to rain. You'll ride to pick up your sister later. Remember to bring an umbrella."

"Okay," Liu Xiaojun agreed, "if my sister knows that Mr. Liu agrees to teach me, she will be very happy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the courtyard door being slapped, and a woman shouted breathlessly:

"Mr. Ye, something happened to Shiqi!"

Jiang Yuan frowned and walked quickly to the courtyard gate. When he opened the door, he saw an anxious-looking girl, it was He Fang, the waiter of Jiabaoxuan.

"Mr. Ye, come with me quickly to Tongci Street. Sister Shiqi was blocked by gangsters!"

"Where's Boss Zhu?"

"The boss went to a neighboring city after returning from Changning Street today, and he hasn't come back yet."

Jiang Yuan didn't hesitate, turned around and said to Liu Xiaojun, who was full of worry:

"Go ride a bike, we'll rush there immediately."

···

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun arrived at Tongci Street. From afar, they saw dozens of people gathered on the street, most of them watching the excitement.

In the middle of the crowd, a bald man held a cigarette in his right hand and a half-eaten cucumber in his left hand.

This bald man is none other than the bald man Jiang Yuan beat up at the bus station.

There were about a dozen people standing behind the bald man, all of them fierce, cursing, and constantly uttering obscene words.

Liu Shiqi, who was surrounded in the middle, had a pale face and was holding a blue-gray clay pot tightly in her arms.

"Bald head, if you have anything to do, come to me!"

Liu Xiaojun rushed into the crowd with red eyes and opened his hands to block Liu Shiqi.

"It's finally here," the bald man chewed a cucumber and sneered:

"Are you the only one? Where is that guy who helped you at the station?"

"Why, we haven't seen each other for a few days, do you still miss the feeling of being beaten by me?" Jiang Yuan squeezed into the crowd with a cold face and stood next to Liu Xiaojun.

As soon as he saw Jiang Yuan, the bald man's face immediately darkened. He pointed at the bruises and wounds on his face that had not yet dissipated and said coldly:

"I didn't expect you to dare to show up. I have lived for more than thirty years and have never suffered such a loss. Today you can either pay five hundred yuan for medical expenses or prepare to have your leg broken. It's your choice.

Bar."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the slap mark on Liu Shiqi's face, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Did you hit him?"

The bald man's back was chilled by Jiang Yuan's gaze, but he snorted coldly:

"I can fight you. If you have the ability, fight me back~"

"Snapped!"

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, Jiang Yuan rushed in front of him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

Visible to the naked eye, a bright red palm print slowly emerged.

The bald man was still chewing cucumber in his mouth, but after receiving this slap, the crushed cucumber pieces immediately got stuck in his trachea, causing him to cough continuously.

People around were also confused. This plot was wrong. Why did the weak person take action first?

"grass!"

Several people behind the bald head yelled and rushed over, but Liu Xiaojun picked up a broken brick from the street, rushed forward, and slapped one of them on the forehead.

The man was shaken twice, a cut was made on his forehead, and he was immediately knocked unconscious.

When Liu Xiaojun saw his sister being beaten, he felt very angry. Just as he was about to hit the other person with a brick on the head, he was kicked in the heart and flew away with a groan.

Jiang Yuan quickly reached out and hugged Liu Xiaojun, snatched half of the brick from his hand, rounded his arm and hit the bald head.

The bald man was bending over and coughing continuously. He was suddenly hit on the head by a turning brick. He immediately squatted down holding his head. However, he also coughed out the cucumber grains in his trachea. He kept breathing heavily, and his whole body felt comfortable.

The bald head glanced at the timid young men under his command, and roared and cursed:

"Are you fools? He has no more bricks in his hand. Come on together and break his legs for me!"

Only then did several young people react and gathered around again.

Liu Xiaojun immediately ran to Jiang Yuan's side and met him back to back.

Jiang Yuan looked solemn and reminded in a low voice: "Catch the thief first, capture the king, don't worry about other people, catch the bald head and beat him hard! Beat him until his wife doesn't recognize him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baldhead gave the others a look and all rushed forward.

Jiang Yuan made a fierce move and threw himself directly at the bald head, regardless of other people's fists and kicks.

Liu Xiaochuan was kicked again, but he knocked away the two young men, and Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yuan rushed towards the bald head.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, as if he saw the intention of Jiang Yuan and the others, and quickly backed away, "Stop them!"

But Jiang Yuan had already arrived in front of the bald head, holding his head with both hands and bumping into the bald head's arms.

"boom!"

Baldhead punched Jiang Yuan on the back, causing Jiang Yuan to grimace in pain, but Jiang Yuan stretched out his arms and strangled Baldhead's waist.

Liu Xiaojun yelled, taking advantage of the moment when Jiang Yuan pounced on the bald head, he threw him down, stretched out his hands to strangle the bald head's neck, and tightened his arms tightly. He saw the bald head's eyes widened and his face turned red.

When several other gangsters saw this posture, they also swarmed over, suppressing Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun.

Feeling hundreds of kilograms of pressure coming from his back, Jiang Yuan felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart. He quickly let go of one hand and grabbed the weak point of the bald head.

"ah!!!"

The bald man whose neck was strangled by Liu Xiaojun suddenly screamed, his whole body trembling with pain, and he didn't know where he got the strength to push over the people who were pressing him.

Several people fell to the ground in a mess, but Jiang Yuan and Liu Xiaojun were the only ones who still strangled their bald heads.

When everyone saw where Jiang Yuan's right hand was grasping, they couldn't help but feel a chill running down their backs.

Cruel person, really cruel person!

Liu Shiqi blushed and turned away quickly.

"Xiaojun, let go of his neck."

Hearing Jiang Yuan's words, Liu Xiaojun quickly let go of the bald head, but he opened his bow left and right, and slapped the bald head on the blood-stained head with two slaps.

"Let go, let me go!

"The bald head hurt so much that tears fell down, and there was already a cry in his voice, "It's broken, it's going to be broken!"

Jiang Yuan put more effort into it and said coldly:

"Isn't it great that there are so many people? I'll just look for you and let them come up to you if you have the ability."

"I fuck you... ah!"

The bald head didn't even curse a word before he screamed in pain:

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me, I'm so fucking broken~"

Jiang Yuan smiled ‘haha’ and said, “Do you still dare to cause trouble for us in the future?”

"I don't dare anymore, I absolutely don't dare anymore," the bald head cried, tears streaming down his face:

"Brother, I'm giving in. You will be my big brother from now on. Please let go. I can't stand it anymore."

Jiang Yuan did not let go, but frowned and asked:

"Why are you embarrassing Shiqi?"

The bald man's face was pale, and he was about to faint from the pain, "Brother, I have sent people to keep an eye on you for a few days. I know that you live together, and today this little bitch..."

Jiang Yuan exerted all his strength...

"Ah! It's not a little girl, it's a sister-in-law. Today I saw my sister-in-law going shopping, so I wanted to use her to lure you out. I just want to make some money. I have no other ideas, brother."

"What are you talking about? Who is your sister-in-law?" Liu Shiqi walked up with a red face and kicked the bald head.

Liu Xiaojun pulled Liu Shiqi to the side and signaled her not to get close to the bald head to avoid any accidents.

Jiang Yuan slowly let go of his hand, and his bald head immediately covered his crotch and curled up.

Several young people wanted to step forward, but Jiang Yuan glared at them and dared not move.

They were confident that they could give Jiang Yuan a good beating, but no one wanted to be bald. After all, Jiang Yuan was a ruthless person, so he could only do it to one person, and his methods were so... cruel.

After several minutes, the bald man stood up tremblingly. He glanced at Jiang Yuan, with a sinister look in his eyes and a sense of fear in his heart.

Just as he was about to let people continue to teach Jiang Yuan a lesson, he heard roars from outside the crowd.

Several strong men squeezed in, led by a man who was nearly two meters tall and whose arms were thicker than Jiang Yuan's legs.

Seeing his figure, the bald head's pupils shrank and he quickly backed away.

"Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhu Dashan, and Zhu Wei is my uncle," Zhu Dashan clasped his fists at Jiang Yuan, "We rushed over immediately after receiving He Fang's notice. Are you okay?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Zhu Dashan, you..." The bald man trembled, "Didn't you leave Binhai a year ago..."

Liu Xiaojun was also a little surprised and quickly whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear:

"I've heard of Zhu Dashan's name. He turned out to be the leader of Tongci Street. I heard something happened a year ago, otherwise the bald man wouldn't have dared to lead people to cause trouble in Tongci Street."

Zhu Dashan looked at his head expressionlessly, "You dare to come to Tongci Street to cause trouble, and you dare to be disrespectful to my uncle's good friends. Do you want to get out of Tongci Street, or do you want to be carried out of Tongci Street?"

The bald head was so frightened that his legs were shaking. The difference between him and Zhu Dashan was like a kid playing house and a tough guy practicing Sanda. They were not the same weight at all.

"Are you too crazy?" A young man behind the bald head frowned, "Do you know who our Brother Guang is? I..."

"Shut up!" The bald man slapped the man in the face and quickly apologized to Zhu Dashan:

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."

After the bald man finished speaking, he turned around and ran away with his men, but the steps he took were too long, causing pain in his crotch. Until he ran far away, his miserable howling could still be heard.

"Thank you very much," Jiang Yuan smiled and hugged Zhu Dashan, "Thank you for the trip. It's getting late. How about I treat you to dinner?"