"Report it. Call the police immediately and take it for identification." The big man pointed.
"It's useless to call the police. Let me handle it." Xiao Chen smiled.
He turned around and said, "My friends, we are both students. How can we possibly come up with so much money?"
"How about...you change your target?"
"What target? You mean we're scammers?" The big man cursed, "You little bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart."
"How about this, I have three thousand yuan here. Although it's not much, it's enough for your costs." Xiao Chen smiled and took out the money.
Most of these antiques used for fraudulent activities are not valuable, and three thousand yuan is a lot.
"Are you fucking sending away a beggar?" The big man knocked the money out of Xiao Chen's hand.
He pointed at Xiao Chen and said fiercely: "Call your parents over here. If you don't have 200,000 yuan today, I will break your legs."
"Does it have to be this way?" Xiao Chen was helpless. He took out his cell phone and said, "Okay, I'll call."
Xiao Chen said as he flipped through the address book.
"Xiao Chen, I, I'll call my mother." Zhong Jiajia said tearfully.
Xiao Chen remembered that she came from a single-parent family and her mother ran a cake shop, which was quite hard work.
So he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Zhong, I can handle this matter."
As he said this, he called Zhang Ziang. Zhang Ziang hangs out at the Wanjiayuan Antique Market every day and has a good life there.
"Brother Chen, have you arrived? Why didn't I see you?" Zhang Ziang really recognized Xiao Chen as his elder brother.
"I'm at the gate of Wanjiayuan and something happened here." Xiao Chen told Zhang Ziang what happened.
"What? Who the hell bullied my brother? Xiao Chen, wait for me, I'll be there soon." Zhang Ziang was furious when he heard this.
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