20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 703 Two Conditions
Five thousand yuan, it gets worse!

It would be fine if the Jiang family was not mentioned, but when the Jiang family is mentioned, one has to add another thousand yuan - it turns out that the Jiang family's face is actually a negative number?
Wang Zhengnan couldn't sit still any longer, and said with a gloomy face: "Boss Song, our two families have no grudges in the past or in the present. I just want to redeem something from you. Is it necessary for you to do this?"

Unexpectedly, after the Qingqiu Society's guy translated it, the Koreans started shouting and cursing again.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to redeem your things, just pay 5,000 yuan!"

"If you don't have money, get out now and don't waste time here!"

"However, five thousand is today's price. If you come back tomorrow, it may not still be five thousand. Even if the price remains the same, we cannot guarantee that the item will still be there."

Everyone was so arrogant and just looking for trouble.

As the head shopkeeper, Song Lucheng not only did not stop it, but instead just stood by and watched.

After his men had vented their anger, he slowly said, "Remember, you are the ones who are begging me now. The fault is yours. You suddenly changed your mind. If you want to redeem the things, you must follow my rules."

In this situation, if you say there is no grudge or hatred, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Wang Zhengnan couldn't help but calm down and thought to himself: Could it be that the Jiang family really offended these Koreans inadvertently?
However, after thinking about it over and over again, he still couldn't figure it out - Song Lucheng had only been in Fengtian for a short time, and the two sides had never dealt with each other before, so how much hatred could there be?
The Korean stick was the most impatient. Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, he immediately urged loudly: "Hey, have you thought it through? Speak quickly. Are you kidding us?"

"The truth does not lie in the loudness of the voice, so what are you shouting for?"

Li Zhengxi suddenly flew into a rage, stood up and shouted, "I gave you three points, but you are really too arrogant!"

The Koreans were not to be outdone, and several of them stood up, shouting and demanding, "Boy, do you want to die? Do you look down on us Koreans?"

"What are you talking about?" Li Zhengxi frowned, looking slightly confused. "We are discussing the matter at hand. Who said that I look down on you Koreans?"

Xifeng was just confused, but he didn't know that Koreans are notoriously sensitive.

Although there are many brave and righteous people on the peninsula, there are also many villains.

They are disrespectful when you are close to them and resentful when you are far away from them - this is the kind of people I am talking about.

For thousands of years, the peninsula has always been a vassal of the Central Plains, with a low national status. Extreme inferiority complex is bound to lead to extreme self-esteem. It looks down on others and is always worried about being looked down upon.

Therefore, Koreans are often hot-tempered and quick-tempered. As long as they can save a little bit of face, they will use any means necessary.

Several people immediately stood up and said, "Ayisi, I advise you to clarify the situation first. This is Xita, the affiliated land of Nantie, not your Jiang family's territory!"

Li Zhengxi was not intimidated and immediately responded: "Fuck you, stop using the little Japanese to scare me, and don't forget that this street is the Chinese area!"

"Boy, try first and see if you can leave this street!"

"Fuck, when I was walking down this street, you guys were still eating shit in your mother's womb!"

Neither side gave in. Yang Lazi and Lao Jie also stood up, and it seemed that they were about to break out and fight at any moment.

Seeing this, Daqiganzi became more and more panicked, and quickly whispered behind Xifeng: "Third Master, if it doesn't work, I'll pay for it. Let's not make a big deal out of it."

Li Zhengxi ignored him and led the two Xiangzi to get ready to try.

The Koreans were not much behind, relying on their large numbers and pressing forward step by step.

However, just when the situation became tense, Song Lvcheng suddenly raised his hand and stopped the conflict between the two sides.

"or--"

He lowered his eyes and looked straight at Xifeng, his gaze somewhat cold, and then he changed the subject and said, "I can also return this jade carving to you at the original price."

Everyone was slightly startled, but no joy appeared on their faces.

Wang Zhengnan thought for a moment and asked, "But what are the conditions?"

Song Lvcheng slowly stretched out two fingers and spoke in Korean for a long time, seeming to have a lot of requests.

After he finished speaking, the clerk at the counter cleared his throat and announced loudly: "We have two conditions. If you agree, we will return the items to you. If you don't agree, even if Boss Song smashes the jade carving, he will never let you take it back!"

Li Zhengxi snorted with disdain and did not reply.

Wang Zhengnan still wanted to solve the problem, so he asked, "What are the conditions? Tell me first."

"First of all, Xita belongs to the Koreans. You are not welcome here! The Jiang family must promise not to send anyone to harass us in the future, let alone tell us what to do!"

Wang Zhengnan listened quietly, without responding, and he was not qualified to respond.

Without Jiang Lianheng, Nanfeng couldn't make any promises.

What's more, there has to be a limit to lip service. You can't agree to every request, otherwise you will only be trapped in your own web.

"Anything else?" Wang Zhengnan asked.

The guys from Qingqiu Society took advantage of the situation and when they saw that they had the support of their big brother, they immediately perked up, raised their heads and looked down on others.

"Just tell me whether you agree or not. If you agree, we can move on. If you don't agree, then forget it. Let's not waste our breath."

Wang Zhengnan shook his head and said, "You have to list all your requirements first, so that I can go back and discuss it with my boss, right?"

The man turned around to ask for instructions, and when he saw Song Lucheng drooping his eyelids, he continued, "Secondly--"

He suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Xifeng, sneered twice, and said: "You have to keep this kid here!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned.

Li Zhengxi never expected that he would become a bargaining chip.

Even so, he was not panicked, but instead sneered coldly.

Seeing this, the thugs from Qingqiu Society could not help but threaten him sternly: "Laugh now, or you will cry later!"

This served as a reminder to everyone - could it be that just because Xifan slapped that guy in the face, the Koreans were making things so difficult for them?

But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that it was not right.

In fact, Qingqiu Society had already shown its hostility towards the Jiang family long before Xifeng took action.

Although Li Zhengxi has a violent temper, he is not a mad dog and is far from the point of biting everyone he sees.

In other words, if that guy was a normal person, he would not hit anyone even if he scolded Xifeng a few words. After all, the Jiang family was in the wrong first, so they naturally had to lower their posture.

The problem was that the Korean was getting more and more arrogant, which forced Xifeng to take action and teach him a lesson.

If I hadn't taken action, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet the leader of Qingqiu Society until now.

Both conditions are clear.

Song Lvcheng raised his head, raised his chin towards Nanfeng, and said, "These are my requests. Go and discuss it with your boss!" Wang Zhengnan shook his head, stood up and said, "No need to discuss it. There is nothing to talk about!"

The Koreans looked unhappy, as if they had been greatly provoked, and started shouting in a mess for a while.

The Qingqiu Society's staff was a little surprised and couldn't help but reiterate: "Hey, you better think it over carefully. If you come back tomorrow, this jade carving may not be with us!"

"Whatever," Wang Zhengnan said calmly, "If you have the ability, just smash it. Smash it now."

Nan Feng no longer had his usual kind expression and had no interest in continuing the negotiations.

If he was hesitant about the first condition proposed by Qingqiu Society and did not dare to make a decision on behalf of the Jiang family, he could give an answer on the spot to the second condition proposed by Qingqiu Society - it was impossible, don't even think about it.

Not to mention that Xifeng just slapped the guy in the face, even if he shot the guy to death, Jiang Lianheng and Hu Xiaoyan would never hand Xifeng over to the Koreans for disposal.

Not to mention Xifeng, the Jiang family would never hand over Daqiganzi and his little apprentice to Qingqiu Society.

Even if Daqiganzi committed a huge mistake, he was still Jiang family's "assistant" and should be dealt with by the Jiang family.

If the government wants to arrest someone from the Jiang family, they have to say hello to Jiang Lianheng first. How can they possibly hand them over to these Koreans now?

Song Lucheng had not expected Nanfeng's attitude to change so suddenly. He was a little stunned for a moment, and then became angry and slammed the table and glared, "What do you think this place is? You can come and go as you please?"

"Boss Song, what do you mean?" Wang Zhengnan frowned, "I don't want anything anymore, so I can't leave?"

The thugs from Qingqiu Society immediately shouted, "Pa Bo! You beat up our Koreans without any response. Do you want to leave now?"

Before he finished speaking, Li Zhengxi suddenly said, "Brother, don't worry! They have the jade carving. Since we are here, how can we not want it?"

Wang Zhengnan came over and whispered, "Xifeng, try not to take action during the Marshal's birthday banquet. If things get out of hand, it won't be good for us."

"rest assured!"

Li Zhengxi stepped around Nanfeng and stood in the middle of the hall. He looked at Song Lvcheng and said, "I know what you mean. It's because I slapped him in the face just now. Now let him come over and I'll give it back to him."

After saying that, he immediately reached into his bosom, pulled out a Browning rifle as black as charcoal, and with a "click", he pulled the bolt.

The Koreans were startled by the sound and stood up one after another, quickly protecting Song Lucheng behind them, while a few others quickly rushed to the door of the room.

Yang Lazi and Lao Jie did not dare to delay and immediately lowered their right hands and pressed them on their waists.

The big flagpole and the young disciple were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground. Not only did they not dare to speak any words to persuade the peace, they even dared not breathe.

Among the Koreans, several were equipped with pistols, so they did not retreat, but roared: "Asibaba! Boy, do you want to die?"

Li Zhengxi curled his lips and did not respond. He just raised his chin towards the guy and said, "Hey, you have more people. Even if we really fight later, you will have the upper hand. You just want to save face, right? I'll give you this chance, come and fight me!"

The guy was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Xifeng to say that, so he looked a little hesitant.

Seeing this, the thugs from Qingqiu Society all looked at him and said a lot of Korean words, probably trying to persuade him not to worry, or to cheer him up.

Song Lvcheng also pushed him from behind and shouted, "Fight back the way he hit you just now. Let him see that we Koreans are not easy to mess with. I'm here, so you don't have to be afraid!"

The other Koreans also encouraged him a few words.

Finally, the guy swallowed his saliva, stepped out of the crowd, and walked in front of Xifeng very cautiously.

Li Zhengxi turned his head and said calmly: "Go ahead and hit me! You'd better hit me to death!"

The guy stood stiffly in place, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the Browning in Xifeng's hand, and then turned back to look at Song Lvcheng.

"Hit!"

Li Zhengxi shouted loudly, scaring the guy so much that he trembled all over and suddenly became cowardly.

After all, he was just a clerk at the Qingqiu Society counter, not a professional thug. It was ok for him to pick on the weak ones on weekdays, but if he really met a tough one, how could he dare to provoke him?
Even though Qingqiu Society had the advantage in numbers, they would definitely be the first to die if this shot was fired.

Thinking of this, the guy raised his arm, but it just hung in the air, trembling, and he never dared to move.

Song Lucheng was so disappointed that he shouted, "Ayisi, hit him. What are you afraid of?"

Hearing this, the guy calmed himself down, gritted his teeth, and finally swung his arm and rubbed Xifeng's face hard.

"Snapped!"

What followed was a crisp sound!

The guy shook his head, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground, getting slapped by Xifeng for no reason.

"You can't even slap someone in the face?" Li Zhengxi scolded, "You hit me like this, try again!"

The slap was aimed at Song Lucheng's face.

The Korean boy refused to agree and immediately rushed over here, yelling and cursing.

Yang Lazi and Lao Jie stood on Xifeng's left and right. They were both martial artists with quick eyes and hands. They immediately raised their knees and legs, and kicked away the Korean sticks that rushed towards the door. Then they drew their guns with one hand to threaten him, and held the door frame with the other hand to occupy the terrain to prevent anyone from cutting off their retreat.

After all, Wang Zhengnan was not cut out to be a thug, so when he saw the situation change, he quickly grabbed the flagpole and his two young apprentices and retreated behind Xifeng. He didn't ask to be of any help, but only to avoid causing any trouble.

The Koreans were also well-trained. They immediately deployed their troops, with five or six gunmen standing in front, and the rest of the people all surrounded Song Lucheng.

"Ayisi, wali wali wali bayo!"

"Fuck you, you're shameless, huh?"

Both sides were holding a grudge and a fight was about to break out.

Although Li Zhengxi and others did not want to make a big deal out of it, they had to fight back strongly when they saw that the Koreans were taking advantage of them and were determined to detain Xifeng.

The thugs from Qingqiu Society were fearless and were just waiting for Song Lucheng's order to open fire.

However, no one expected that at this moment, the telephone on the window table suddenly rang.

"Ding-ling-ling-ling!"

The sudden incident startled everyone present - this time, this place, could it be a coincidence?
It can't be a wrong number, right?
"Ding-ling-ling-ling!"

The phone was still ringing. Song Lvcheng's face showed hesitation, as if he had some guesses. So, relying on his large numbers and dominant position in the conflict, he finally picked up the phone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the receiver of the phone was brought close to his ear, Song Lucheng's expression and even his tone of voice immediately changed.

"Moshimoshi, eh, hihihi, watashiwa song sanders!"

(End of this chapter)