The other party frowned, looking at Le Qiang who was searching his entire body for valuables and had even turned his briefcase inside out but hadn't found the small gold bar. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you kidding me? You think you can be my slave without giving me fodder? Go back and gather all the stuff first!"
Le Qiang was kicked out.
He also left his cookie box behind.
Leqiang knocked on the door: "My cookie box!"
The other person threw out the cookie box, which broke his heart. He immediately picked it up, opened it, and found it empty: "Wait, where's the stuff in the box?"
The person who was supposed to meet Le Qiang asked, "What is it?"
"The things inside, the things I put in the cookie box!" Le Qiang didn't expect that he was so quick; he had stolen his jewelry in just a short time out of sight.
The other party laughed angrily: "I see now, you're not here to ask for help, you're here to cause trouble."
Le Qiang pressed, "Give me back what's inside."
“I didn’t see anything, but I know you’re about to lose something!” the other man shouted. “Brothers, let’s clean this up and show him what happens when you try to stage an accident.”
Le Qiang looked at the four men who surrounded him and looked menacing; their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Le Qiang realized that he was not someone to be trifled with, but he was unwilling to lose the jewelry worth millions.
That was something he had worked so hard to get, and he just wanted to get his daughter out of trouble, but who knew they would steal her away: "You, the person in charge..."
Before he could say anything, he was punched in the stomach, making him wince in pain.
The second punch landed on his cheekbone.
Le Qiang was knocked to the ground, his cheekbone burning with pain, feeling as if his bone had cracked.
The third kick sent the man flying.
Le Qiang was no match for them at all.
These people were all ruthless and beat him until he was like a dead dog.
His empty cookie box was stomped on and crushed right in front of him: "Don't tell me I didn't take it. Even if I did, what can you do to me?"
"Old bastard, causing trouble on our turf, we'll make you a dud!"
Le Qiang: "Awoooooo!!!"
Le Qiang emerged from the alley, clutching his stomach and limping as if his bones were about to break. He didn't go straight to the hospital but instead went to the nearby police station to report the crime, saying he had been robbed in the street and that he knew where the robbers had hidden.
Thirty minutes later, the group of people who were gathering in the courtyard were attacked by the police.
Not a single one escaped.
When they met Le Qiang, who came to identify them, they learned who had retaliated against them.
When those people were taken away, the way they looked at Le Qiang was as if they wanted to devour him.
Le Qiang, his face bruised and swollen, with black eyes, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he watched them being taken away.
Now let them know the consequences of offending Le Qiang.
After Le Qiang and the others were taken away, they waited for the police to search for their belongings: "My jewelry was fake. Who knew they would steal it? Even though it was fake, my wife likes it, so I kept it to make her happy."
After searching twice, they found all the valuables in the courtyard, including a box of small yellow croakers, about fifty or sixty of them. It seemed they had been involved in a lot of illicit trade.
We found all the small yellow croakers, but we couldn't find Leqiang's jewelry.
Le Qiang said disappointedly, "Impossible, they stole it, they must have hidden it."
Le Qiang didn't trust anyone, so he limped around searching, but ultimately found nothing.
Le Qiang: "......"
Ruan Yunxi put the five small yellow croakers and a Parker pen that she had casually collected into her spatial storage.
After she finished collecting the jewelry, she noticed that Le Qiang was still holding a briefcase, and she muttered to herself: "Collect the valuables in Le Qiang's briefcase, collect the valuables in Le Qiang's briefcase, collect the valuables in Le Qiang's briefcase!"
Here I am, the gold bar and Parker pen have arrived.
This is practically handed to me; I might as well take it.
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