The cold voice and the sudden murderous aura immediately stopped the big man in his tracks.

"Fuck! What are you doing?" Another big man also came up, cursing.

John also came forward, and he and Chris protected Yang Jing on the left and right, and confronted the two big men very toughly.

"Hey, Bob, Michael, what's going on outside? Why are you two standing here instead of getting in here and continuing to move things? Damn, these things are too heavy, I can't move them by myself!" Along with an angry voice, another big man walked out of the warehouse. Seeing the two groups of people confronting each other, the big man picked up an iron rod and walked over aggressively.

Chris glanced at the third big man, his pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately lifted up his suit. He put his right hand on the holster, making a gesture as if he was ready to draw his gun and shoot at any time.

Chris's action, coupled with the black 9mm Beretta, immediately made the three big men weaken.

The third big man simply threw away the iron rod in his hand, raised his hands and said: "Hey man, relax a little, okay? If there is any conflict, we can calm down and talk about it. There is no need to use guns, right?"

Chris looked at the third big man coldly and said in a cold voice: "You three, retreat quickly. If I still feel that you are a threat to my boss, I don't mind using the treasure in my hand to hit each of you!"

As soon as Chris said this, the three big men realized that they seemed to have hit a wall. The yellow-skinned Asian in front of them was not the kind of Asian who was easy to bully. He was protected by two armed bodyguards!

"Oh! Damn it! Sorry, it's our fault, it's our fault! Can we retreat now?" The first big man was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead. He raised his hands and slowly retreated.

Yang Jing waved his hand slightly, signaling Chris and John not to draw their guns, and then pointed at the first big man and said, "You should be thankful that I'm in a good mood today, otherwise you would have gone to the hospital by now."

Yang Jing was not bragging. In the United States, bodyguards with legal bodyguard status can fire warning shots or even kill their employers when they are threatened. These bodyguards are guaranteed by bodyguard companies. They are all professional bodyguards who have undergone rigorous training. They can make the most favorable choice for the personal safety of their employers according to the situation at the time.

It's just like when the third big man rushed over with an iron rod. In this situation, both Chris and John could shoot and injure the big man directly. Even if they killed him, there would be no problem.

Who told you to grab an iron rod and attack the employer of these two bodyguards? Do you think this is the West in the 18th century?

Seeing the three big men retreating far away with sweat on their heads, Yang Jing said, "Forget it, let's not waste time with these three guys, let's go."

Chris and John looked at each other, then fastened their suits again, and quickly left here, protecting Yang Jing on the left and right.

After the three of them turned a corner and disappeared, the third big man said angrily: "Fuck, Bob, who did you offend? Damn it, the three of us almost got shot just now!"

The first big man who insulted Yang Jing was also a little confused. Although he was tall and strong, in front of a real armed bodyguard, he was as fragile as a baby.

"Oh, God, I swear I didn't know that yellow monkey... Oh no, that yellow man actually had bodyguards protecting him. If I knew those two were bodyguards and they were carrying guns, I would never say those damn nonsense..."

......

This little episode on the road somewhat affected Yang Jing's good mood. After all, being discriminated against is definitely not a comfortable thing for a Chinese.

However, when Yang Jing opened the warehouse and found some paintings in the more than ten painting tubes, Yang Jing's mood suddenly became extremely cheerful again.

There was nothing extra in this warehouse. Although there were quite a few wooden shelves that were obviously used to make picture frames, they did not take up much space in the warehouse. The only things that might hide treasures were the dozen or so painting tubes, each of which contained a painting. Obviously, these paintings were extraordinary treasures.

Yang Jing did not take out the paintings. Instead, he opened them all and then closed the lid of the painting tube again. Then he said to Chris, "Chris, drive our car over quickly. These things need to be placed in your car."

Chris nodded and walked quickly towards the parking lot. Within a few minutes, the Chevrolet full-size SUV they rented stopped at the door of the warehouse.

Yang Jing picked up the dozen or so painting tubes and put them in the car, then he took out his phone and called Lin Dan.

"Xiao Lin, please arrange two more people to come to my warehouse later. There is nothing in this warehouse, so it is easy to clean. Two people can clean it up in a short time."

"Brother Yang, what good treasure did you find in that warehouse?"

"Haha, let's talk about it when we get back! This time we gained a lot."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jing and his two bodyguards drove directly back to the hotel. Lin Dan was at the warehouse, so Yang Jing didn't need to worry about it.

It was not until the evening that Lin Dan returned to the hotel excitedly. As soon as they met, he said to Yang Jing excitedly: "Brother Yang, I made a small fortune today..."

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