Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 144 [Why do you need to kill people yourself? 】

Suddenly, some thugs came into the store looking for trouble.

It was beyond Yang An's expectation. He hadn't seen such an arrogant gangster in a long time.

But if you think about that era again, it was a chaotic time and the crackdown had not yet begun. There were too many idle young people on the streets, and vicious incidents of looting, smashing, and burning were common.

I feel relieved.

It will take time for the University of Tokyo to gradually become the peaceful and stable city it will be in the future. We have to take one step at a time.

Without waiting for Yang An to come forward.

The sound of Da Jin Ya arguing with the gangster surnamed Sun was heard again.

The thug named Sun glanced at Da Jin Ya, who was stiff-necked and angry, with disdain.

"Mr. Jin, I took a small amount of money from you last time, but looking back, your business is so big, it's not appropriate to give me such a small amount of money."

"I heard that your boss is here today, Mr. Jin. How about asking your boss to judge the matter?"

When Da Jin Ya heard this, he just wanted to slap himself.

I thought that I must have been waiting at the door since early morning, bragging to everyone that Master Yang was coming, and this bastard must have known about it.

I thought it would be able to intimidate those with evil intentions.

Who knew that this guy was so bold that he wanted to take advantage of this time to cause trouble. No, Da Jin Ya reacted quickly and stared at the other party. He felt that there might be someone behind this Sun.

After all, the antique circle and the tomb-robbing circle almost overlap. There are few people in this line of work who are easy to mess with. Most of them are desperate criminals who risk their heads.

Grandpa Yang let him open such a big store. Although it does look glorious, but a big tree attracts the wind.

There must be some jealous people behind him who dislike him.

It’s just that these guys may not know Yang An’s identity, and if they mess with Yang An, they’ll be hitting a brick wall.

Well, an iron plate in every sense of the word.

Big Gold Tooth had a gloomy face, bared his gold teeth, and was just about to say something harsh.

Today is the eve of the store’s opening.

He didn't want to be badly regarded in the eyes of Master Yang.

"Old Jin, what's going on?"

At this time, Yang An had walked to Da Jin Ya, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Da Jin Ya's shoulder, interrupting him.

Da Jin Ya turned around and said with a wry smile, "Boss, this matter is quite serious. Don't worry, I will handle it."

As he spoke, Da Jin Ya wanted to pull Yang An aside to explain, but the thug surnamed Sun looked like he was here to look for the boss, and when he saw the real boss coming, he immediately stepped forward.

Fatty, Lao Hu also took a step forward.

Sun Hunhun first took a look at Yang An, and saw that Yang An was in a suit and looked very young, but his temperament was outstanding. He put away his shameless look and stretched out his hand.

"Boss, my last name is Sun Xingguo. I'm from around here. I usually help maintain order among the antique vendors. Nice to meet you."

Unexpectedly, Yang An ignored him completely.

"Oh? Sun Xingzhe?"

He even called out a wrong word on purpose.

This caused the fat man behind him to burst into laughter, "Young Master Yang, don't tell me, he looks like a monkey."

Big Gold Teeth also burst out laughing, deliberately echoing the fat man, "Fat Master, what you said is wrong. The Monkey King is so capable, do you think he looks like him? At most, he looks like one of the Monkey King's subordinates."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sun Xingguo and his younger brothers behind him became angry and kept cursing.

It looked like the other party was about to take action.

Hu Bayi and Fatty naturally stood behind Yang An. With their physical fitness, they could easily fight ten people at once.

Staring at a group of people hungrily.

The murderous aura of Hu Bayi and the bandit spirit of the fat man suppressed more than ten people on the other side at once.

Perhaps because he saw that the situation was not good and there were too many people around early in the morning, he had to wait until night to take revenge. The gangster surnamed Sun probably had some brains and raised his hand to shut up the younger brother behind him.

His face was livid, and he stared at Yang An, unwilling to lose face.

"Boss, it's okay that you called me by the wrong name, but please don't make the mistake of looking at the name on this business card. My boss invites you to have tea at noon, so please be sure to honor me!"

As he spoke, the gangster named Sun took out a business card from his pocket.

This thing is really not something that ordinary people have. After all, everyone prints a business card and carries it with them. It is also a symbol of status.

Big Gold Teeth took the business card tactfully and sneered at it harshly.

"Who is it? How can my boss invite you whenever he wants? Anyone who wants to invite Master Yang to dinner can line up from here to the front door."

When he took a look, hey, Big Gold Teeth's eyes widened. Isn't this the business card of the boss of the company that has recently monopolized most of the antique market?

Now he understood that it was really his colleagues who were causing trouble.

After handing over the business card, Sun Xingguo planned to leave. It seemed that he had great confidence in his boss.

But before leaving.

Yang An suddenly said, "Wait a moment."

"Why, sir, do you have any other instructions?" Sun Xingguo turned around with narrowed eyes.

Yang An turned to Hu Bayi and said, "Give them some money for tea."

"Little Master Yang!"

Upon hearing this, the fat man got angry.

I thought to myself, this is not right. Given Young Master Yang's god-like personality and abilities, letting these bastards walk out alive was giving them face, so why should he give them money?

But when Hu Bayi looked at Yang An, he saw that Yang An's eyes were cold, as if he understood something, and he took out a few rare hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them over.

At this, Sun Xingguo was happy, thinking that his boss was famous enough. After taking the money, his expression became much better. He nodded to Yang An and left.

Little did he know that Hu Bayi felt pity.

Tsk, he knows how hot this money is.

Wait until the group leaves.

Yang An turned his head and smiled at Chen Yulou, "I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Unexpectedly, Chen Yulou stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "These hooligans, I can smell the bad smell from a long distance away. Now they have offended you, Master Yang, they are unlucky."

Then he bowed, not wanting Yang An to see him off, and walked away singing in an opera tune.

"My strength is as great as the mountains and my spirit is as overwhelming as the world. My spirit can swallow up all the continents!"

Wait for Yang An to turn his head.

I found that the fat man still looked indignant.

"Why, are you still angry?"

As soon as these words came out, the fat man exploded like a powder keg, with a look of grievance, "Little Master Yang, if you just make a sound, I will come to your door today and bring that grandson's head to you to kowtow and apologize. Why do you have to lose face?"

Yang An looked relaxed and waved his hand, "Just a few hooligans, why dirty your hands, Fatty, if you follow me, you will be a big shot in the future, you should change your ruffian attitude."

When the fat man heard this, he was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Go, call the police station and tell them that I was robbed by some thugs, got it?" Yang An turned and said to Hu Bayi.

"Robbery? Didn't you give it to me yourself?" The fat man muttered to himself before he realized, "Fuck, are you asking the fake Lei Zi to arrest people?"

Hu Bayi probably had guessed what Yang An meant a long time ago, so he just stood there without saying a word.

Yang An patted Da Jin Ya's shoulder and continued.

"Remember to bring the name on this business card with you and say that you have found some thugs to cause trouble in my store."

Hearing this, Da Jin Ya asked, "Don't you want to know who this is?"

Yang An had already walked back without stopping, waving his hands. "I don't care who he is."

Watching Yang An enter the inner room, Da Jin Ya stopped, his face full of emotion, shaking his head, "You are worthy of being Little Master Yang, such momentum, such style, this..."

As a result, Hu Bayi had already snatched the business card from his hand and went out to make a phone call.

Only the fat man asked Da Jinya curiously, "What do you mean?"

Da Jin Ya looked mysterious, "I say, the antique circle in the capital is going to be shaken. Who made Boss Ming offend Master Yang?"

Yang An opened the curtain and walked into the room.

Shirley Yang was sitting in the room, writing and drawing on a piece of paper, but no one knew what she was writing.

Looking up, he saw that it was Yang An, and frowned and asked, "What was going on with the noise outside just now?"

Shirley Yang didn't go out because she had absolute trust in Yang An.

"Nothing, just a little rascal looking for trouble."

Yang An released the hand that had been pulling Mu Yu. If he hadn't stopped them, those thugs would have been sent to the crematorium instead of the police station.

Even so, Mu Ruo's pretty face was as cold as frost and she looked angry. She didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that those people had bad intentions towards Yang An.

A doctor can cure people, and can also kill people.

Mu Ru is no exception, she is also poisonous. Yang An just discovered that the emerald green light released by Mu Ru has turned into dark green light, which is very strange.

"I guess he is jealous of us opening this antique shop and wants to test my bottom line. Since he wants to test me, he must bear the consequences."

Yang An smiled at Shirley Yang.

The business world is like a battlefield. Yang An has also spent a few years on Wall Street and knows how to kill people without bloodshed.

How could his and Shirley Yang's identities be found out by people in the small antique circle? They were both registered at the top.

Therefore, no matter whether the truth is what Yang An speculated or not, the other party will probably not have an easy time, even if he has a background, it will be a tragedy.

Originally, Yang An wouldn't have done this, but he didn't want to waste his time and energy on insignificant people, and small-time thugs like Sun Xingguo really disgusted him.

So just clean it up.

Shirley Yang heard this but didn't take it to heart. Instead, she picked up the densely written paper and handed it to Yang An.

"Since we are going to Kunlun, we have to prepare all the equipment. I just made a brief plan for a few parts. See if you need anything else."

"Sister, please discuss this with Lao Hu. I won't watch it anymore." Yang An felt at ease being a hands-off boss.

Seeing that Mu Ru still looked unhappy, Yang An smiled and rubbed her little head, and Mu Ru's delicate and beautiful face, like an elf, showed a little more enjoyment.

"Well done, but you have to follow my orders from now on, understand?"

“It’s not worth getting your hands dirty for a few ants.”

Mu Yu looked at Yang An who was educating him seriously, and nodded with a confused look on his face, as if he understood but not really.

"Ah."

Since she called out "Xiao An", she has gradually been able to say more words.

At noon, the driver came to pick up Yang An and his group for lunch.

Afterwards, Hu Bayi and Fatty will start purchasing equipment and other things according to the plan.

When the car passed a certain place, it suddenly stopped.

Behind.

Hu Bayi and Fatty, who were following on a motorcycle with sidecar, also braked and asked Da Jin Ya, who was squeezed in the sidecar, what was going on.

Big Gold Tooth looked around and felt that everything looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

Just when he wanted to get off the car and go to the front to ask Yang An.

Several police cars with sirens blaring passed the three people and rushed to the other side of the road.

"Crack! Click!"

Teams of armed police with guns jumped out from the open car doors and rushed into the restaurant in front of them, quickly attracting a lot of onlookers.

As I said before, those who deal in antiques are more or less related to tomb robbers, it just depends on how strong the connection is.

But now the result is that the other party has obviously lost.

After a while, I saw a group of people being pushed out by the police and loaded into the police car covered in dust.

Inside the car.

Seeing this, Yang An nodded slightly and told the driver, "Let's go."

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

As the car started and left.

Yang An turned his head and joked to Shirley Yang beside him.

"The Dongda police are very efficient, sister. Do you think we should ask Lao Hu to send a banner over there later?"

Shirley Yang shook her head helplessly. Her brother was also a vindictive person. "You are the only one who talks too much. Now that the fun is over, can we leave?"

Yang An was bored, shrugged his shoulders, closed his eyes and dozed off.

Behind him, Hu Bayi and Fatty were still surprised by the operation to capture the criminals.

Big Gold Teeth's eyes widened even more.

He had just seen the big boss who said he wanted to treat Young Master Yang to tea among the group of people who had been caught, and then he realized that this was a show that Yang An had invited them to watch.

"Bah! You have monopolized the antique market, so you must be unclean. Now, jail time is probably not enough, you have to go to see your ancestors."

With Big Gold Teeth's cursing, this unexpected little incident quickly came to an end.

It didn't even cause any ripples in Yang An's heart. If he didn't want to kill people at Dongda University, things would have ended faster.

Everything went smoothly after that.

Hu Bayi suggested that Shirley Yang buy more ginger juice. As the saying goes, every thing can overcome every thing, and ginger juice can quickly melt the thousand-year-old ice on the Kunlun Mountains.

After considering it, Shirley Yang agreed.

As for other equipment, some were shipped from the United States, and some were purchased locally. The departure time was set on the first Sunday of October.

Of course, this time we went to the Kunlun Mountains, we still used the identity of an archaeological team, and it took some time to handle various procedures.

While everyone was busy.

Yang An was unexpectedly free. He meditated every day to absorb the power of nature, and also sought experts to translate the text on the bamboo slips.

Mu Yu followed him every day, learning modern knowledge and writing, and now he can barely communicate with Yang An without using sign language.

Until the day before departure.

Shirley Yang came back to the courtyard after doing some work, but her expression was not very good.

Yang An was trying out the Qi-inducing technique from the pre-Qin period in the yard, but when he saw Shirley Yang's serious expression, he simply ended his practice.

The two returned to the main room.

"What's wrong, sister?" Yang An took the hot towel handed to him by Mu Yu, wiped his face and asked Shirley Yang.

"Someone formed a Sino-foreign joint archaeological team before us. It is said that they were going to investigate the cultural relics and glacier scenery in the Kunlun Mountains. They set out for Kunlun half a month ago."

Shirley Yang pulled out a document from her bag and handed it to Yang An.

When he opened it, he saw the names of the archaeological team members, including foreigners and even Japanese names.

When it was Dongda's turn, Yang An's eyes froze, because there was a name written on it that he was very familiar with.

"Lei Xianming?!"

(End of this chapter)