Chapter 117 Ambiguity in the Antique Shop

  "This little guy, does he value the Ding more than this hundred thousand Ding?" Wu Yong continued to ask.

  The boss nodded, "Of course, it's expensive in terms of price!" She knew her limits, so she didn't mention a specific amount.

  "Which tripod is it? Bring it here and let me appraise its value!"

  Wu Yong's behavior of asking for a price and then deliberately devaluing the goods is a taboo in antique trading. If he had encountered someone with a quick temper, they would have already clashed and the dispute would not have stopped.

  Qin Lang saw at a glance that Wu Yong was a mediocre person who didn't understand the antique industry at all. He didn't know how to leave early, but instead stayed here showing off and losing face. Even a rotten boat has three thousand catties of nails, but he had no shame or conscience.

  For this kind of person, Qin Lang has always looked down on them with disdain.

  Also see that the boss's attitude is somewhat embarrassed, but on the surface it is very polite, and can't help feeling a little disappointed. Even if you want to socialize, you have to take a good look at the object. For Wu Yong, there is no need for special treatment.

  Qin Lang's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the shameless Wu Yong.

  The boss's wife was not shallow, after a while she saw Qin Lang's face was not right, and immediately understood the situation. With years of experience, she had also learned to observe people's expressions, so she didn't entangle with Wu Yong in language anymore.

  He waved his hand and said coldly, "The goods in my store are probably not enough to satisfy your high-end vision and requirements. I think you're like that all-purpose touchstone, even gold with a slightly lower gold content can't meet your standards. You'd better look for other treasures."

  "Touchstone?" Wu Yong was taken aback, sensing the old lady's sarcasm, and retorted: "Do you think I'm a fool? I'm someone who judges antiques based on actual ability and insight! Don't think I can't tell, all the tripods in your store are fakes, yet you're selling them at such high prices, do you think everyone is an idiot?"

  In other words, Qin Lang is an idiot.

  Qin Lang's expression turned stern, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Wu Yong with a gaze as venomous as a snake.

  Qin Lang didn't know, because his understanding of antiques was almost never mentioned, and when Bai Wuchuo bought the piece, he didn't explicitly state that it was a fake to avoid trouble, all of which fell into Wu Yong's eyes, leading Wu Yong to think he didn't understand antiques.

  So Wu Yong dares to be so unrestrained and boastful of himself, speaking loudly without shame, with righteous words and justifiable arguments.

  At this moment, Wu Yong was like a pig that had been stabbed with a knife, not afraid of boiling water. Not only was he not afraid of Qin Lang's warning gaze, but he continued to say: "I'm telling you, Qin Lang, you're also quite something. A high school student, instead of focusing on your studies, you're doing things that make people wonder what's wrong with you. I heard your family is pretty wealthy too. The reputation of being a rich second-generation wastrel was paved by you and those like you who don't do their job properly!"

  Bai Wuxia also felt extremely disgusted with Wu Yong's despicable behavior, and if she were the boss, she would have kicked him out long ago.

  But seeing Qin Lang's anger ignited at this moment, she felt a sense of revenge.

  Two clams fight, the fisherman benefits, she felt like the benefiting fisherman, wave after wave of revenge and pleasure surged up in her heart, making her feel relieved from the suffocating mood that had lasted for many days.

  You little scoundrel, you big flirt, just look at how smug you are!

  "You say who is a coward, have the guts to say it again!" Qin Lang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He didn't want to bother with this mangy dog at first, but the other party repeatedly tried to provoke him, making it hard for him to tolerate.

  Wu Yong didn't dare to look straight into Qin Lang's eyes, which were as sharp as a knife. Seeing Bai Wuchao's expression change, his shrinking courage was refilled with air, and he pretended to be fearless, saying: "You're just a punk who hasn't even grown all your hair yet, and you dare to despise the people's police? I'm telling you, if you dare to show off in front of me again, I'll invite you back to the police station for a cup of coffee!"

  The boss's wife, who was standing nearby, froze as soon as she heard the word "police". What kind of wind is blowing today? They've actually invited several big shots with complicated identities over. How is she supposed to serve them? She silently cursed her husband for leaving her such a mess.

  "You've forgotten the taste of being kissed by a bee!" Qin Lang gritted his teeth. He was provoked by Wu Yong and his anger was rising, ready to take action, but unexpectedly, Bai Wumo suddenly blocked him.

  "What do you want to do, in broad daylight, do you want to hit people? I think Wu Yong is right, as a high school student, you should have the demeanor of a high school student. Instead of focusing on your studies, you're indulging in deviant behavior, one moment playing in the wilderness, the next spending large sums of money buying unnecessary things. Your actions not only waste your parents' hard-earned money but also squander national resources."

  Bai Wu's words were tough, but she knew in her heart that Qin Lang was not a simple high school student. Now he was on the same side as Wu Yong, only because of his anger, intentionally making things difficult for Qin Lang.

  Qin Lang could naturally see that Bai Wuxiao was doing it on purpose, but what's strange is that after Bai Wuxiao intervened, his earlier anger had subsided a lot.

  The idea of teaching Wu Yong a lesson also subsided.

  Wu Yong provoked himself, originally it was all for Bai Wuchan's sake, but now this girl actually helped that guy to provoke him, thoroughly and utterly helping the other side to show off their arrogant attitude.

  He's really too reckless.

  Qin Lang suddenly revealed a sly smile, stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Wuxiao into his own arms. The soft and light body, unprepared for the sudden overbearing move, was like a startled little cat at this moment. Qin Lang even felt that Bai Wuxiao's breathing had temporarily stopped.

  Right after that, a faint and delicate fragrance wafted up to his nose. As he savored the scent of her body, he gazed at her startled eyes, and a unique charm arose in his heart. For a moment, an ambiguous atmosphere filled every corner.

  His gaze fell on Bai Wuxiao's tender cherry lips, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and he couldn't help but want to kiss her fiercely. But considering there were others around, he didn't do so. However, the flames of desire within him had already begun to spread.

  Bai Wuxia suddenly came back to her senses from her daze, and her face was already covered with large patches of red flush. She looked at Qin Lang in a fluster, afraid that he would really be rude to her in front of everyone.

  The more flustered she became, the more she felt a stimulating tension in her mind. Thinking of her previous two intimate experiences with Qin Lang, her heart was racing like a deer, and she involuntarily closed her eyes, ignoring everyone around her.

  The old lady saw that Bai Wuxiao's face was flushed, and with her rich experience in human affairs, she immediately saw that Bai Wuxiao's desire was in a state of surging. These young lovers are really open-minded, she thought to herself. On the one hand, she curiously stretched out her eyes to watch their movements, and on the other hand, she hesitated about whether to withdraw for a while.

  Qin Lang took a deep breath, suppressing his already swollen desires. His gaze shifted to Bai Wuxiao's bright and clear eyes, and he said in a low voice: "My teacher taught me well, but I think you have the potential to change careers and become a teacher. Why don't you be my private tutor? Guide me through the confusion of life, after all, I'm rich, a second-generation rich kid, and the salary is up to you."

  Bai Wu Xiao suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that it was just her own imagination. She felt embarrassed and ashamed, and Qin Lang's teasing tone made her even more humiliated.

  "Let me go, you rascal!" she shouted indignantly.

  She wanted to get out of Qin Lang's arms, but because Qin Lang was too strong, she used all her strength and couldn't struggle free. On the contrary, the more she struggled, the tighter Qin Lang held her.

  Qin Lang ignored the violent struggles of the delicate body in his arms and sneered, "Didn't you say I wasn't doing my job properly? Then relying on me is doing your job properly?"

  Wu Yong saw this scene and was so angry that he wanted to tear Qin Lang into five pieces. Although he had seen the two of them openly flirting with each other many times before, now they were being so intimate, he really couldn't swallow this breath. He thought shamelessly, absolutely cannot let his future wife be so intimate with someone else in public, otherwise he would soon become the king of green hats.

  It seems that Bai Wuxia is not too fond of Qin Lang today, and she appears to be resisting. He couldn't help but rush forward, regardless of whether Bai Wuxia was genuinely struggling or just pretending to, he couldn't hold back his breath anymore, saving the beauty first.

  Qin Lang's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, noticing Wu Yong's movement. As the opponent was about to approach, he lifted one foot and kicked it out at an unimaginable speed, fiercely striking Wu Yong's knee joint.

  "Crack..."

  All he heard was a cracking sound of wooden boards, which was actually the sound of Wu Yong's knee joint dislocation.

  A sharp pain spread out, causing Wu Yong's mouth to open extremely wide, and he knelt on the ground with one knee.

  "Stand up straight, otherwise you'll be crippled for the rest of your life!" Qin Lang said coldly. He controlled his strength when he struck out, or else Wu Yong wouldn't have simply dislocated his shoulder, but would have had his entire leg shattered. After all, this guy wasn't worth killing.

  Reminded by Qin Lang, Wu Yong immediately recalled the self-rescue method for dislocation he learned in police school. He quickly sat on the ground, stretched out his legs, and with a great effort, endured the severe pain to put the joint back in place. The pain made him grit his teeth, shout "dad" and "mom", and tears streamed down his face.

  Bai Wuxia saw this scene, only feeling a deep sense of fear, from the inside out, every pore on her body emitting it. She was in Qin Lang's arms and couldn't feel when he kicked Wu Yong, nor could she feel him using force.

  She couldn't imagine how Qin Lang managed to do it, and actually kicked Wu Yong's tall and majestic figure out of joint with a light brush.

  She didn't dare to struggle anymore, biting her lip tightly and staring at Qin Lang with unblinking eyes. She vaguely felt that Qin Lang had not only changed his appearance. Before, there was still a glimmer of uncertainty and evasion in his eyes. Now, the fierce light in his eyes seemed to swallow her whole, making it hard to capture even a glimpse of wavering gaze.

  The old lady boss was also stunned, and after coming back to her senses, she immediately went over and asked: "How are you? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

  She wasn't really concerned about Wu Yong, but was afraid of having a murder in her store. Not to mention that Wu Yong was still a police officer, if something really happened, her store would have to close down no matter what.

  Wu Yong refused to say, pretending to be nonchalant: "No need, just a minor dislocation, what's the big deal? I still have two bullet holes on my body! If I show them to you, it'll scare you to death!"