Both of them were almost scared stiff. If someone hadn't been dragging them, they would have buckled at the knees and fallen to the ground with every two steps.
Especially after seeing the massive private clubhouse, they knew that the boss the person just mentioned was definitely someone of extraordinary status.
Thinking of this, their legs started to tremble again.
They were directly led into a room.
To absolve himself of responsibility, Zhang Fan quickly confessed to the leader: "Brother, we didn't find this place. When we arrived, someone had already dug a hole, and I even know what that person looks like. I bought the information from him this morning for two thousand yuan."
"If you want to arrest someone, go arrest that kid. Arresting me is useless. This really has nothing to do with me. I'm here for the first time tonight."
"He's right, this information was indeed bought." A voice suddenly sounded from inside the room.
"Yes, yes, I really bought it. This brother here knows all about it." Zhang Fan said with great joy, looking at the figure who had just spoken for him.
However, the moment Zhang Fan clearly saw who it was, he froze on the spot.
"It's, it's you?!" After a long while, Zhang Fan finally came to his senses, because the person who had spoken for him was none other than Chen Fan, who had sold him the bronze ware today!
Chen Fan smiled calmly and asked, "Zhang Fan, you like to find bargains, you've been married for two years, have a child, an old mother at home, two older brothers, and you make a living by dealing in antiques and calligraphy and paintings, am I right?"
Zhang Fan swallowed and nodded.
But soon, Zhang Fan asked with a timid expression, "Brother, I, I'm just a nobody. Why, why are you arresting me?"
"Why are we arresting you? Don't you know?!" Liang Chao, the leader, kicked Zhang Fan's backside, sending him tumbling to the ground.
Zhang Fan suddenly thought of something and looked at Chen Fan in a panic: "Brother, this is how the antique business works. Once you buy it, it's yours. Even if you buy a fake, we won't go after the seller."
He thought Chen Fan had found out the truth and had come specifically for revenge.
"You think I don't know the rules of the antique world?" Chen Fan asked.
Zhang Fan was so intimidated by Chen Fan's gaze that he didn't dare to make a sound, and sat on the ground trembling.
The man beside him, also trembling, quickly looked at Chen Fan: "Brother, you're the one who sold him that bronze ware today, right?"
Chen Fan looked at the man and nodded.
The man instantly understood and explained tremblingly, "Brother, this has nothing to do with me. He sold it, and he sold it for fifty thousand yuan! He only gave you two thousand yuan! Just now, just now he was still calling you stupid."
To save his own life, the man didn't care about anything else and immediately sold Zhang Fan out.
Hearing these words, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth in anger. He wished he hadn't brought such a shameless fellow with him.
"Is that so?" Chen Fan's gaze fell on Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan panicked, couldn't help but swallow, and trembled all over. He knew he was finished today.
"Kid, you've got some nerve. Do you know who's sitting in front of you?" Liang Chao asked Zhang Fan mockingly.
Zhang Fan shook his head, indicating he didn't recognize Chen Fan.
"Then do you know who I am?" Liang Chao pointed to himself.
Zhang Fan shook his head again.
"You don't even know me, what the hell are you doing here!" Liang Chao kicked the ignorant Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.
Liang Chao pointed to himself: "Kid, remember, my name is Liang Chao."
"Liang Chao?!" Zhang Fan and the man were both startled and looked at Liang Chao in horror.
Although they didn't know what Liang Chao looked like, how could they not have heard of the name Liang Chao.
"You, you're Liang Chao, the underground boss of Jiangcheng?!" Zhang Fan was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.
Then they looked at Chen Fan, who was sitting calmly on a chair, and a burly man. Even if they were fools, they could tell that the identities of these two were definitely not ordinary.
"That's right, I am Liang Chao, but do you know who these people are?" Liang Chao intended to scare the two of them.
The two shook their heads blankly.
"This is my big brother, everyone calls him Brother Xiong."
"Thump!"
As soon as Liang Chao finished speaking, the man's legs went weak, and he directly knelt on the ground.
"This is my big brother's boss, Chen Fan."
"Clang!"
Zhang Fan stumbled, his forehead hitting the ground, and then looked up at Chen Fan with a look of terror.
He knew he was completely finished. Offending such a powerful figure was no different from seeking death.
"Don't pee yourself. If you dare to dirty the floor, I'll make you lick it clean!" Liang Chao said, seeing how scared they were.
The two, who were about to lose control, managed to hold back.
"Brother, brother, I know I was wrong. I'll give you the fifty thousand yuan, I don't want a cent." Zhang Fan said hastily.
Compared to money, he felt that his life was more important.
However, Chen Fan shook his head: "I can forgo the money."
"Ah?" Zhang Fan was stunned and looked at Chen Fan with confusion.
"But, it depends on whether you're obedient or not. If you're not, I don't mind making the two of you be buried with those cultural relics." A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.
"I'll be obedient, I'll definitely be obedient!"
"Yes, yes, brother, as long as you don't take our lives, we'll do whatever you want us to do!"
The two spoke one after another. How could they dare to disobey Chen Fan now?
Seeing this, a smile curved Chen Fan's lips. He picked up a teacup and took a sip of tea, then asked, "Where did you sell my bronze ware?"
Zhang Fan replied tremblingly, "Sold, sold to Mr. Feng on Antique Street."
"Who is he? What's his background?"
"We don't know his background." However, seeing Liang Chao's fierce gaze beside him, he quickly added, "Mr. Feng has a very strong background. I don't know the specifics, it's just hearsay."
"Speak," Chen Fan said with a single word.
Zhang Fan continued, "Mr. Feng's name is Feng Ji Lan. He is a very prestigious antique collector in our circle. He dares to collect what others dare not, and he has inexhaustible money."
"Has no one ever caused trouble for him?" Chen Fan asked.
"No, no one has ever dared to cause trouble for him. I heard before that a boss wanted to snatch an antique from him, but the next day, that person personally went to apologize to Mr. Feng and paid a large sum of money to settle the matter. We all have a saying that Mr. Feng definitely has a powerful background behind him!"