"It seems they are not good people." Li Mingqing said calmly, "Cultural relics are the bloodline left by our ancestors. If they are lost, they can never be found again."

"I'll kill anyone who stands in my way of making money."

He approached Li Mingqing with a knife.

Li Mingqing stood still, watching him approach step by step with a smile.

Two young men fanned the flames:

"Brother Long, he was the one who stole the antiques and ruined the deal."

"If it weren't for him, we would have had a very smooth day today. This guy might be a cop."

After hearing this, Brother Long had murderous intent in his eyes.

Cop?

If it were an ordinary person, he would just beat him up severely, leaving him with broken limbs as a lesson to himself.

But if he is a cop, he can't go back alive.

Putting him back in would mean the police knew their situation.

Can't let him go back.

Li Mingqing spread his hands. "Why, you want to kill more people?"

"You're right. Who told you to follow me here without knowing the consequences? Today is the day you die," Brother Long put the knife against his neck.

"You are not only a tomb-robbing gang, but also involved in international smuggling."

Brother Long stared at him with a face full of flesh: "What else do you know?"

"Let me guess," Li Mingqing said calmly, "You can go from the port city and take the water route to the West. The cultural relics and antiques can be worth ten times as much. Or you can contact the buyers in the port city and save a lot of trouble."

"You know too much. I'm going to send you to hell right now."

After Brother Long finished speaking, Li Mingqing snatched the knife away in a flash.

Just two seconds.

The knife was against Brother Long's neck.

The three guys were stunned for a few seconds, and then shouted, "Brothers, come together!"

Li Mingqing smiled and said, "Tsk, you asked for it."

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

The crisp sound of broken arms could be heard one after another.

Three young men lay on the ground wailing.

Brother Long was shocked and said, "If you have something to say, talk it over nicely. Don't be impulsive!"

"You are too impulsive. I have always been easy to talk to." Li Mingqing turned the knife and put it against his neck again.

Brother Long was shocked again, he was a martial artist.

"Okay, comrade, let's put down the knife first."

"Okay."

Li Mingqing put away the knife.

The moment Brother Long saw the knife being put away, his eyes became fierce and he clenched his fists to hit Li Mingqing.

Li Mingqing caught his fist easily and kicked him to the ground effortlessly.

"Look at you, you're so insincere. In that case, I won't be polite."

He said and kicked again.

Brother Long suddenly felt like his internal organs were about to burst.

"How about it, are you convinced?"

"I admit defeat. It's my fault that I didn't recognize you. May I ask where you are from?" He curled up and said embarrassedly.

"I hang out everywhere," Li Mingqing said with a smile.

The three young men whose arms were removed were shocked.

Staring at him motionlessly.

Afraid of being killed.

"Comrade, are you a policeman?"

"It's not the police," Li Mingqing said as he walked into the old temple. "Come in."

They followed him into the house obediently.

Li Mingqing opened the cloth bag beside him.

The bronze square tripod is about 30 cm high, with four legs and two ears, and exquisite animal face patterns on the abdomen.

There is some rust on the surface, but it is quite well preserved.

"You're quite impressive! The bronze artifacts from the Shang Dynasty's mausoleum are estimated to be worth $20,000," Li Mingqing said, looking at them. "However, these bronze artifacts are classified as national first-class cultural relics, and their sale is strictly prohibited."

A glint of greed flashed in the eyes of Brother Long and the three young men.

Brother Long said, "You actually understand?"

"I know much more than you think," Li Mingqing sneered.

If these cultural relics were smuggled out of the country, it would be an immeasurable loss.

"Who are you?"

Brother Long racked his brains but couldn't figure out who he was.

Could it be someone of the same kind?

Soon it seemed impossible.

He looked at Li Mingqing, who was well-dressed and looked like a cultured person, but also had good martial arts skills.

"Don't worry about who I am. Just think about who you are."

Li Mingqing dusted himself off and sat down.

The three young men looked at him in confusion.

"Are you sent by your colleagues to mess things up?"

"Whether I was causing trouble or not is not as complicated as you think. I'm just a Lei Feng who saw injustice and helped others. You should sort out your life first, so you don't have to worry about it when you get to the police station."

What Li Mingqing said was enough to make people angry to death.

Brother Long lowered his head, his mind quickly thinking of a solution.

He can't defeat them alone.

But if he were to join forces with the three losers, they might be able to pin Li Mingqing to the ground.

He looked up and motioned to the other three guys.

The young man noticed his look and nodded slightly.

Li Mingqing saw all their little movements.

He must be beaten.

Since he wanted to be beaten, he would no longer show mercy.

Brother Long roared, "Fuck!"

The four men quickly stood up and rushed towards Li Mingqing with their hands rubbed.

Li Mingqing kicked two people away first.

Then give the remaining two people an over-the-shoulder throw.

The four people gasped in pain, groaned a few times, and still lay on the ground.

The jar is broken.

Since they can't win, they just pretend to be dead.

Could Li Mingqing drag the four of them to the Public Security Bureau?

This is the suburbs, and it takes a while to walk to the Public Security Bureau, so I definitely can't persuade him.

Li Mingqing clapped his hands in disgust.

"Is that all you've got? How shameful! Stop playing dead and get up. I'll take you to surrender, quick."

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