They recognized that Mo Jia was timid and afraid, and she was well-dressed, and she was a famous brand, so they listed her as the object of touching porcelain.

"I, I don't have that much money." Mo Jia felt frightened for a while, and for some reason, Lin Feng's shadow suddenly appeared in her mind, and she was thinking that Lin Feng was here.

When people are in danger, there is always a person in their minds.

For Mo Jia, this person is Lin Feng.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Lin Feng, he just appeared in her mind and lingered.

Besides, the last time Lin Feng slapped her, it was as if it hit her heart, and she will never forget it.

"No money? If you don't have any money, you have to pay for it, or we will call the police. The rascal looked at Mo Jia and said angrily.

When you meet someone who is timid and afraid, you lose money.

These hooligans are sure that Mo Jia will be like this, so they will be so bold to blackmail her.

Some people who don't understand antiques really think that they have broken some blue and white porcelain used by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, but in fact, it is a fake at all.

"You, don't call the police." Mo Jia suddenly became nervous, but he didn't expect that as soon as his brother left, he would always be bullied.

Mo Jia felt a little nostalgic for the days when his brother was by his side, and he didn't know if he was right or wrong to tell Lin Feng's brother's address.

"Mom, I'm scared." Mo Yiyang hugged Mo Jia tightly and said aggrievedly.

"Yiyang, don't be afraid, it's okay." Mo Jia touched his little head and comforted.

"If you don't want us to call the police, it's okay to lose money, for the sake of you who don't have money, you can lose 1 million." The rascal looked at Mo Jia and said proudly.

Million? Mo Jia was a little hesitant, her house, if it was sold, according to the current housing price of tens of thousands of yuan per square meter in Yanjing City, there should be an income of almost seven or eight million.

But if she sells it like this, she won't have a house to live in, it's okay for her to suffer a little, but she can't suffer Mo Yiyang.

Seeing that Mo Jia was in a dilemma and was almost about to fall into the trap of a liar, Lin Feng stood up from the crowd at this time.

When Mo Jia saw Lin Feng, he suddenly felt a little comforted in his heart, hoping that Lin Feng could help him.

It's just that her face still doesn't show it.

"Uncle, they want my mom to give money, they're bad people." Seeing Lin Feng, Mo Yiyang said innocently.

Mo Yiyang has a new view of this uncle.

"Your antiques are fakes, give them to me, I don't want them, and I'll call the police if you don't get out of here." Lin Feng said to them confidently, he had seen through the broken antique at a glance just now.

Ling Yun and Zhou Yang next to him didn't expect Lin Feng and the mother and son to seem to know each other, Brother Feng is a cow, as long as it is a peerless beauty, he knows everything.

Ling Yun and Zhou Yang naturally stood on Mo Jia's side.

Mo Jia saw Lin Feng's two friends, and her heart was much more relaxed, there were a few people on the other side, and she also had a few people here, so she was not afraid.

"Boy, who the hell are you? Are you this woman's husband? Okay, it's a good time, my brother told you that this antique was used by the emperor, and it is worth millions, and no one can be missing. When the hooligan saw Lin Feng who suddenly appeared, he was even more inched.

Seeing Lin Feng stand up to help this woman, those hooligans all thought that Lin Feng was this woman's husband.

It's just that this woman can also be, with such a young man as her husband, shouldn't she be a little white face raised outside?

"Yes, he's my dad, you're finished, messed with my dad." Mo Yiyang, who was next to him, looked at those hooligans and said proudly.

As soon as Mo Yiyang's words fell, Mo Jia suddenly felt that his face was extremely hot, Tong Yan was unscrupulous, how could Mo Yiyang say anything, so many people looked at it, which made Mo Jia embarrassed.

Lin Feng looked indifferent.

"Brother Feng, I'll, when did you have a son, and your sons are so old." Ling Yun looked at Lin Feng with wide eyes, thinking that what the little kid said was true.

That Zhou Yang also said: "Brother Feng, how can I say that this son is also six or seven years old, which means that Brother Feng gave birth to a child at the age of thirteen, haha!" ”

"Zhou Yang, if you don't speak, you'll die." Lin Feng glanced at Zhou Yang, needless to say, how could this be his own son.

Seeing Lin Feng's friend joking, Mo Jia was even more embarrassed, she was indeed older than Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't expect that he would see through their touch of porcelain and want to call the police, but they were not afraid.

It seems that these people have touched porcelain too much, and even the police are not afraid.

"You just said that this is the blue and white porcelain used by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, right? The real blue and white porcelain glaze due to the relationship between the years, there will be a trace of cracks, and the lines are not clear, your blue and white porcelain has no lines at all, the surface is smooth and clear, it is obviously a fake, take advantage of my good mood, get out of it early, otherwise you will be unlucky for a while. Lin Feng picked up the blue and white porcelain glaze from the ground and looked at it before saying.

was recognized by Lin Feng, and those hooligans couldn't hold their faces, especially in front of so many people, they had the urge to beat Lin Feng.

Mo Jia was stunned, but he didn't expect that the dignified Yanjing City "Feng Shao" was so knowledgeable, and he knew how to distinguish the authenticity of antiques, and his good impression of him increased by one point at the moment.

Ordinary rich sons and brothers are all profligate, and they all have no knowledge and culture, but Lin Feng is not like this, which makes Mo Jia look up to him.

"We are real antiques, if you don't want to compensate, just talk nonsense here, brothers, beat him up."

Several hooligans rushed up, surrounded Lin Feng, used their fists and feet together, and beckoned Lin Feng over.

"Dad, let's beat them up like Ultraman beats monsters." Mo Yiyang shouted, dancing with his hands.

"Yiyang, don't talk nonsense, he's not your father." Mo Jia's face turned red.

"No, he's my dad." Mo Yiyang didn't take his mother's words at ease.

He didn't have a father since he was a child, he hadn't seen his father once, and he didn't know what his father was like.

However, in his impression, Dad should be a powerful man like Ultraman, seeing Lin Feng so powerful, Mo Yiyang called Dad.

Mo Yiyang has never enjoyed fatherly love, and in the bottom of his heart, he naturally longs for a father as powerful as Lin Feng, so that his mother will not be bullied.

Although Mo Yiyang is still young and doesn't understand anything, he just wants a father.

"I'll beat you up again." Mo Jia was angry all of a sudden.

"You beat me, you want to beat me, I don't have a father, you still don't let me scream, you still have to beat me, wow......" Mo Yiyang cried, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Mo Jia didn't expect Mo Yiyang to cry so sadly, knowing that he was a little harsh just now, he made him cry, and he was suddenly a little overwhelmed.