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Chapter 3 The monk who can run can't run away from the temple

The dilapidated electric car was parked at the entrance of the antique calligraphy and painting shop. Jia Haoren smiled and bowed as soon as he entered.

"Third Master, I would like to send my regards to you!"

The store is antique, with many antique calligraphy and paintings on display.

An old man wearing a mandarin jacket and a melon-pipe hat sat on the Taishi chair.

He has a goatee, smokes a pipe, and has a pair of triangular eyes with an expression of disgust.

"You want to trick me again with fake goods, so go away!"

"No way, no one can trick you. I was deceived last time. Besides, it only cost a few thousand dollars. It's not like the neighbors in the street. There is something really good this time. You can take advantage of it."

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Holding the gold ingot in his hand and handing it to him, the third master's eyes shone brightly. He picked it up and looked at it carefully, then weighed it in his hand.

"It's fake. It's gold-wrapped. It's filled with lead. I'll take the fifty yuan."

I believe you as a ghost!

Jia Haoren has been in the market since he was ten years old, and he knows the evil intentions of these businessmen very well.

"No way, I'll go home and cut it up to take a look."

"No, I'm taking a look. It's really possible that it's true. I'll give you 20,000."

"I'd better saw it open. If it's gold, the price of gold today is not low."

Seeing that he was about to leave, the third master quickly grabbed his arm.

"Gold in ancient times was impure. I'll be generous and just follow the current gold price. Don't worry, can I pay more, maybe 200,000?"

Jia Haoren bared his teeth and smiled, "It seems to be true."

"Really, really, this price is not low."

Jia Haoren took out his mobile phone from his pocket and played with it, "Oh, if this is really a longevity ingot, it can be auctioned for more than 2.5 million, thank you!"

He ignored the obstruction and walked out. The third master was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Little brat, you came here to ask me for an appraisal. How can you get the appraisal fee?"

"You're welcome to the neighbors in the street. I'll treat you to a drink another day. Bye bye."

Seeing him riding an electric bike away, the third master snorted coldly.

"I'm afraid I have to spill the wine on your grave." He turned around and shouted, "Follow me and grab the longevity ingot. Don't leave any clues."

"Um!"

Following the angry words, a scarred-faced man walked out of the room, got into a black SUV and followed behind.

Jia Haoren was riding a dilapidated electric scooter through the streets. When he was about to reach his home, the black off-road vehicle suddenly accelerated and hit him directly.

"Ouch..."

Jia Haoren fell down so hard that the electric car almost fell apart, and he cursed in pain.

"Are you so blind?"

Scarface opened the door and got out of the car. A fierce breath hit his face, and he forced out a false smile, which made his appearance even more ugly.

"Brother, I was distracted, are you okay?"

Jia Haoren was not afraid of him and recognized him as a man from the antique calligraphy and painting shop, nicknamed Scarface.

"Do you think I'm fine? I'll pay you, at least a thousand!"

"It's easy to talk, you get up first."

Scarface reached out to help him, but his hand quickly went in and out of his pocket, and then he took out his mobile phone to transfer money, "One thousand, right? I'll transfer it to you."

"Oops, my leg seems to be broken, and the electric car is broken, at least five thousand."

Scarface's eyes flashed fiercely, "Five thousand is just five thousand, if the price goes up it will kill you!"

Jia Haoren showed a fearful expression, obediently took out his mobile phone and showed the payment code, and grinned after receiving the payment.

"Thanks, I'll try harder next time..."

"You're welcome, I'll hit you to death next time!"

A sneer appeared on Scar's face from behind the car. He put his hand into his pocket, but his smile froze.

He obviously stole the longevity ingot and put it in his pocket. Why was it gone?

Looking at Jia Haoren in front of him, he was smiling at himself and swearing. His scarred face was so angry that he opened the door and rushed over.

"It's him, call me..."

Bai Jie's shout suddenly came, and more than a dozen people swarmed in, holding sticks in their hands and smashing down his head and face.

"Brother Scarface, save me..."

Jia Haoren took the initiative and ran to Scarface. Scarface didn't understand what was going on, so he received several sticks in a daze and could only fight back desperately.

This guy can indeed fight, knocking down one with one punch and kicking another away, but he can't stand up to too many opponents.

Just then the roar of the off-road vehicle sounded, and Scarface turned around and almost vomited blood.

Jia Haoren didn't know when he got into the car and was reversing. Scarface rushed out of the crowd and tried to open the door, but it couldn't be opened. Jia Haoren in the car was still yelling with a mean smile.

"Brother Scarface, come on and defeat them, Ollie will do it!"

Scarface was once again surrounded. Some people smashed the windows of the car, while others lifted up a dilapidated electric car and threw it behind the car to block it.

The off-road vehicle rushed forward again, Jia Haoren was completely anxious, his face was ferocious and howling.

"I was acting in self-defense. If you all get out of the way, hitting you to death would be in vain..."

The wheel ran over a yellow-haired foot, causing him to let out a shrill scream in pain. The others were so frightened that they quickly got out of the way and watched the off-road vehicle roar away.

"I don't know him, you hit the wrong person..."

Scarface had been beaten to the ground, and tears of grievance flowed out.

"A monk who can run away can't run away from the temple. I know where his home is."

Bai Jie was still reluctant to let go, but she was hugged by an ugly bald man, "Don't worry, please wait for me to serve Master Biao tonight first." "You hate..."

As the bald man waved, people dispersed, and they hugged Bai Jie and got into a Mercedes. They were impatient in the back seat.

The driver looked at the rearview mirror in the car while driving, and broke into a cold sweat as soon as he exited the street.

The black off-road vehicle with cracked and broken windows rammed diagonally, and there was no rush to dodge.

"Boom..."

The front of the car hit the rear door of the DaBenz hard, and the DaBenz spun sideways. Jia Haoran reversed the car and hit the accelerator again.

This time it was in the driver's cab, and the big Ben was directly pressed against a big tree.

He opened the door and got out of the car, unplugged a steel pipe that was still plugged into the car window, and walked over.

The door on the back seat of Daben was deformed and the windows were shattered. Bai Jie was so frightened that she looked at Jia Haoren fiercely with her bald head.

"Boy, do you know who I am? I am Sangbiao..."

"Fuck you!"

The steel pipe stretched through the car window and stabbed Sangbiao directly into his mouth. Jia Haoren then turned around and ran away.

Sangbiao's eyes almost bulged out, and his limbs were waving like a bastard.

Bai Jie quickly helped him pull out the steel pipe. Sangbiao screamed in pain and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"ah!"

Bai Jie screamed in fright. She suddenly remembered what she had seen on TV. If you were stabbed and couldn't pull out the weapon in a hurry, it would cause massive bleeding. She panicked and stuffed the steel pipe back in.

Sang Biao was about to go crazy. He slapped Bai Jie on the face. After pulling out the steel pipe, he couldn't speak. He could only climb out of the car window desperately and ran to the hospital not far away.

Jia Haoren did not forget to find his old electric car. After returning home, he turned into a good baby and came to Zhan Lingyuan with his head lowered.

"I got into trouble."

Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face, Zhan Lingyuan responded calmly, "It's normal for boys to fight. What are you afraid of?"

"Can you give me ten or eight more gold ingots so that I can run away?"

Zhan Lingyuan almost laughed angrily, "You can eat it as food, and I'm not afraid of choking to death. Just stay at home. If anything happens, your mother and I will be there for you."
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