A million was spent in an instant, but Li Qianfan didn't feel any pain about it.
Spending a million for such a mysterious and dominant Martial Arts, it's definitely a steal!
It was at this moment that a tall and burly middle-aged man walked into the antique store, and as soon as he stepped into the lobby he shouted, "Stop! Don't move!"
Li Qianfan turned his head to look at the man—it was Chen Jianjun, the police chief of Da'an City!
He glanced at the female clerks hiding in the corner of the antique shop; noticing one of them holding a cellphone, Li Qianfan immediately understood what had happened.
It must have been that female clerk who called the police, and Chen Jianjun, the police chief, just happened to be nearby, so he came here personally.
At this moment, seeing the arrival of police chief Chen Jianjun, Qian Youyu suddenly felt like he saw a savior.
"Uncle Chen, you must ensure justice for me!"
