Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 624 - 634: Qianlong Vase Worth 200 (Second Update!)

Ye Ling sneered at the one who could win but not lose. The matter was already over, now he thought of it again and even stopped him in his tracks. It was clear that his character was nothing special.

"Lost is lost, it just proves that your judgement isn't strong enough, nor are you decisive."

"Now coming back to find me just shows how small-minded you are, it would be better for you if you'd simply hid at home with a stomachache rather than come out and make a fool of yourself in public."

Ye Ling said coldly, while Mo Siqing beside him also sneered. She too despised such people who couldn't accept defeat.

"Tsk tsk, now you're lecturing me? Of course, you're happy because you've made money, while I'm here feeling depressed. I'll give you two choices."

"The first one, I give you six hundred thousand, and you sell me that piece of colored glaze. You make a bit of money, and I get something in return. It's a win-win."

"The second option, you give me one million as compensation. I won't say another word, I'll just take the money and leave."

The man said with a nasty grin, and upon hearing this, Ye Ling immediately pouted, "Tsk tsk, I've always heard that the city is full of schemes, but today I've truly seen it. Dude, don't you think you're a bit too shameless?"

Either one of these terms could let the man earn more than a million, a huge fortune, and the loser would still be myself. His calculations were too shrewd.

Just then, Mo Xing and Li Qi also hurried over, carrying several so-called treasures in their hands, all of which this guy had conned at high prices.

A piece of porcelain, the seller told him was an imperial supply from the Qing Dynasty's Qianlong era, and this fool blissfully spent thirty thousand on it.

But when he got up to leave, one knowledgable bystander couldn't bear it and told Mo Xing that the porcelain was worth, at most, two hundred yuan.

Mo Xing, almost choking with anger, decided to come back and seek Ye Ling for a consultation. Damn it, if he didn't make up for the loss tonight, he'd probably have trouble sleeping.

"Hey, Ye Ling, I've noticed you have acquaintances everywhere you go, you sure are well-connected, your friend?"

Mo Xing walked up to Ye Ling feeling very frustrated and asked. At this point, nothing could cheer him up. His tactical error had him utterly dejected.

"What friend? He came to extort me, demanding a million."

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Mo Siqing pursed her lips, her older brother had to have eye problems, right? What kind of situation couldn't he see through? The murderous aura filling the air, so intense.

"Yo, kiddo, you're here to extort a million? Haha, that's so funny, it cracks me up. Just so happens I'm not in a great mood today, I'll take it out on you."

Mo Xing suddenly felt his interest piqued, but Ye Ling pulled him back, "Alright, don't make trouble. We're here to have fun."

"I'm telling you, the mistake you made was your own doing, and you should contemplate on that, not come to me and strut around."

"I won't agree to either of your demands. But if you really want to play, then I'll play with you to the end!"

After he finished speaking, Ye Ling left with Li Qi, Mo Siqing, and Mo Xing. Mo Xing gave the man across from them a menacing fist raise, his face twisted with threat.

The man opposite watched Ye Ling's departure and sneered immediately, "Kid, I'll make you cry in a bit!"

Just let it go?

It's not that simple. There were too many people around, obviously, the man wouldn't act here, but in a dark place, Ye Ling would no longer have a say.

On the first floor of the underground parking garage, Mo Xing had a dark expression, "Tsk tsk, I'm not feeling comfortable, someone scammed me out of seventy to eighty thousand, Ye Ling, go back and take revenge for me, will you?"

"Take revenge my ass, the rules of this line of work are just like this, if you really want to let off steam, unleash that young master's vigor of yours, I guarantee that guy will be finished."

Stop messing around, if it's about revenge again, that would be utterly disgraceful, Ye Ling couldn't afford to lose that much face.

On the side, Mo Xing was also muttering, "Give me a break, I can't afford to lose that much face either, sigh, forget it, easy come easy go, consider it paying to avoid disaster."

Just then, suddenly not far away, the man who had swindled Ye Ling slowly approached the group, wearing a cold smile.

"Tsk tsk, I thought he wouldn't come, but him showing up is perfect, I've been itching to vent."

Mo Xing rubbed his wrists, while Li Qi on the side looked anxious as she pulled at Mo Xing, "Better not fight, if someone gets hurt, it would be bad."

"It's okay, Sister-in-law, no worries, you've forgotten my brother's identity, besides, those two, what kind of people are they, just a few lousy fish and rotten shrimp, if they get hurt, it'd be us who are blind."

On the side, Mo Siqing tugged at Li Qi, giving a slight smile, then led Li Qi into the car.

Behind the opposing man followed seven or eight youths, each dyeing their hair yellow and dressed in sportswear, arrogant and unruly, acting as if they were above everyone else.

"Tsk tsk, I must have misjudged, turns out they are two rich young masters, no wonder they're so generous, driving luxury cars worth millions."

"Let's hear it, you've got two options from me, which one will you choose? Don't tell me you're not picking either, if I, Boss Huang, lose my patience, things could get really serious."

Boss Huang smirked coldly, but Ye Ling, who stood beside the Maserati, took a deep breath, "Looks like you really understand me, as for me, I'm picking neither, and as for the consequences, you deal with it."

"Deal with shit, let's beat the crap out of him first, I want to get a taste of the action!"

After Mo Xing finished speaking, he crazily charged towards Boss Huang and his people, holding a Qing Dynasty vase in his hand, fiercely swinging it.

Standing opposite, Boss Huang remained calm with a slight smile, gesturing with his hand, and suddenly from behind him, a youth charged out swiftly.

With a snap, his toes kicked off the ground and the youth flew into the air, his body twisting a full one hundred and eighty degrees, then with a kick, he struck the vase Mo Xing was swinging.

With a crack, the vase shattered, pieces of broken glass fell onto the floor, and Mo Xing was stunned, left holding only the neck of the vase.

"Damn it! That was a Qing Dynasty vase worth tens of thousands, you're dead meat!"

Mo Xing roared furiously, his eyes turning red, but Boss Huang just laughed, "Tsk tsk, you fool, that vase isn't even worth two hundred, are you trying to swindle me in the same way you swindle others?"

Clap clap clap, Boss Huang clapped his hands, and the seven or eight youths behind him walked out, encircling Mo Xing.

Ye Ling was taken aback, hey, did they target the wrong person? It seemed the one with a grudge was himself, right?

Those youths surrounded Mo Xing and abruptly clapped their hands, taking a starting stance, and shouted in unison, indeed startling Mo Xing.

"What's the meaning of this? Shaolin Kung Fu?"

Mo Xing was taken aback and then bellowed ferociously, "Damn it, trying to scare me? Do you really think I'm a pushover?"