Several other strong men also took out water pipes, knives and other weapons.
Lin Bei and Lu Tianhe immediately understood that they had been robbed.
However, the antique street is in chaos. Now that we have been fighting gangs for so many years, robberies should be rare. Why did they happen to happen to them?
Lu Tianhe patted Lin Bei, then took a step forward and said, "Friend, I have something to say. If you are short of money, I can lend you some and put away the knife first."
Unexpectedly, the strong man didn't give any face to him, and yelled: "Don't do this to me! Hand over what you have on you quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
As he spoke, he swung the knife in his hand a few times, almost scratching Lu Tianhe's face.
Seeing this scene, Lin Bei's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he came into the crowd like a ghost.
Then there were muffled sounds, and a group of strong men screamed one after another, and then they all lay on the ground.
At this moment, these strong men looked at Lin Bei as if they were seeing ghosts.
Although Lu Tianhe already knew that Lin Bei was good at skills, he couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene again.
"Who sent you here?" Lin Bei grabbed the strong man and asked calmly.
Lu Tianhe said doubtfully from the side: "Lin Bei, it's just robbery, it shouldn't be that complicated inside, right?"
The strong man also said: "Yes, no one sent us here. We only took action when we saw that you two looked easy to do."
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, a slap fell on the strong man's face.
"Let me ask you one last time, who sent you here?" came Lin Bei's cold voice.
The strong man was stunned by this slap, his whole cheek was swollen, and he was completely disgusted. He immediately did not dare to quibble anymore and said: "The boss of No. 188 called us here. He said you robbed us."
He has 200,000 yuan, and he also has a very valuable chicken spur pen with him, and he wants us to snatch all the things and money back!"
"Is there really someone behind the scenes?" Lu Tianhe was shocked.
Lin Bei, however, seemed to have expected it. He left the strong men behind, gave each of them a big slap, then ignored them and let them leave.
Lu Tianhe asked at this time: "Lin Bei, how did you know that someone was instigating them?"
Lin Bei explained: "It's very simple. Both of us were wearing street clothes, and we didn't look like we were rich. We were not suitable as the first-hand targets for robbery. Secondly, we didn't have anything in our hands at the time.
I stuffed everything, including Fa Jing, into my pocket, but the strong man came up and asked us to put down our things, and also explicitly asked us to hand over our mobile bank card passwords. In this way, we just marked our chicken pens and transferred money.
Two hundred thousand, it reminds me of the fat owner of the antique shop."
Lu Tianhe suddenly realized that it made sense to hear this.
He asked: "What next?"
"What else can we do? We can't take the loss in vain. He is causing trouble for us, and of course we have to get it back."
After that, Lin Bei took a step forward and took Lu Tianhe to the antique shop at No. 188.
The fat boss was sitting at the door of the store, with a fat pig-like head peeping out, looking sneaky, as if he was waiting for someone to come back.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Lin Bei suddenly walked out of the alley and came directly in front of him.
Seeing him, the fat boss looked like he had seen a ghost and exclaimed: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to give you a pen."
As Lin Bei spoke, he took out Wu Daozi's chicken pen from his pocket and placed it directly in front of the fat boss.
Lu Tianhe walked over and couldn't help but said: "Damn fat man! You are really nothing. You are still not convinced after losing money, and you sent someone to rob us!"
The fat boss's eyelids twitched, knowing in his heart that the matter had been exposed, but his face did not change much. Instead, he sneered: "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"It's okay if you don't understand, God will understand." Lin Bei said.
The fat boss said: "Why, will I still be punished by God?"
Lin Bei said: "God is watching what you do. You are always doing shady business. You usually cheat people, but now you actually want to take advantage of us. You will definitely be punished by God."
The fat man burst out laughing after hearing this, and said happily: "Really? I've been running this store for decades, and today I'm going to see how God can punish me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shattering sound suddenly came from behind him.
Snapped!
The fat man looked back and found that an antique vase in the store suddenly fell from the counter and smashed to pieces on the ground.
However, this vase was not valuable, it was just a factory product. The fat man didn't feel sorry for it and said disapprovingly: "It's just a coincidence."
Lin Bei sneered, hid his right hand in the dark, and directly shot out a spiritual needle.
Whoosh!
The spiritual needle was invisible, but it brought up a strange wind, knocking down several antiques and smashing them to pieces.
"Oh! I need a big clear porcelain vase! What kind of evil wind is blowing!"
Now the fat man couldn't sit still and hurriedly rushed into the store to pick up a pile of fragments, his face full of pain.
At this time, Lin Bei said: "Look, I told you that you would be punished by God, right? Why don't you kneel down and worship God to let others appease your anger?"
The fat man had a pained expression on his face, but he said unconvincedly: "What kind of divine punishment! I don't believe in this thing, just do it again if you have the ability."
Lin Bei couldn't help but raise his brows after hearing this, and then several spiritual needles shot out.
Whoosh whoosh!
Under his control, the spiritual power needles were placed on several shelves in the shop like a strong wind.
Lin Bei had carefully observed that this fat man was good at hiding things, and good things would basically be placed high and deep on the shelves.
And his injection happened to be the shelves and counters that Fatty valued most.
Instantly, several shelves began to shake, and the antique vases on them began to teeter.
The fat man's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over in a hurry, trying to rescue the valuable items inside.
But how could Lin Bei give him the opportunity to directly pop out a spiritual needle and accurately hit the fat man's knee.
The fat boss bent his knees on the spot and knelt in front of a large shelf. At this time, the shelf could no longer support it and fell directly on its back.
"ah!"
The fat man screamed and was pushed down by the shelf. The antiques on it shattered to pieces in front of him, and the calligraphy and paintings were scratched to pieces by the fragments of porcelain.
Before this was over, Lin Bei took out a yellow talisman and summoned a strong wind on the spot, sweeping the entire store instantly.
Bang, bang, bang!
At this moment, the antique porcelain placed inside, no matter whether it was valuable or not, was all broken to pieces on the floor.
The fat man was pressed under the shelf and could only watch this scene happen, but he was powerless.
He cried on the spot, but his whole body was pressed under the big shelf and could not move. He could only scream there: "My antiques! My calligraphy and paintings!"
Lin Bei mocked: "Look, I have tried to persuade you, but you insist on being tough. Now God is not happy and will destroy your store."
Lu Tianhe was also dumbfounded. At this age, this was the first time he had seen such an efficacious God.
At this time, the fat man saw that a valuable copybook he hung at the door was crumbling, and underneath was a pile of porcelain fragments. His face suddenly changed and he said: "I was wrong! I was really wrong! I shouldn't have deceived people, no.
I should be robbed, God, please let me go!"
"It's okay if it's like this earlier. You have to be tough with God." Lin Bei said this, but his eyes had already noticed this scene. He shot out a spiritual needle and ripped off the copybook with a "swish".
The copybook fell to the ground and was completely ruined by the fragments that left traces of it on the spot.
At this time, the fat boss was on the verge of tears and shouted in despair: "My authentic work of Wang Xizhi! This is the treasure of my store, worth more than three million!"
“I actually got a big deal!”
Lin Bei's eyes lit up. He didn't feel distressed at all. Instead, he felt refreshed. Then he hit a high plate with a spiritual needle and knocked the fat man unconscious with it.
At this moment, the store finally became silent.
It's just that compared to when we came here, the place has become a mess, with broken and broken antiques everywhere, almost like a fight scene.
After doing all this, Lin Bei pulled Lu Tianhe and left here.