My Counterattack

The door was painted a bright red, and on the plaque were a few golden words: "Fellow colleagues."    

    

Although it was morning, there were already a lot of people waiting in line to buy medicine. Business was good.    

    

Su Dong was informed about the history of the store from the conversations around them. It was said to be a signboard that had existed for hundreds of years. There were many chain stores in China, and no one made any trouble because they had a huge backer.    

    

After becoming colleagues, there were some old people in there. This made Su Dong very emotional, because only the older generation would believe in something like traditional Chinese medicine.    

    

As there were many people around, Su Dong could only wait. When he was bored, he noticed a painting on the wall.    

    

This painting was an antique and was now treated as a treasure within the store. The decorations were especially beautiful.    

    

While watching the painting, Su Dong noticed a few people guarding it, probably afraid that it would be damaged.    

    

Su Dong shook his head helplessly after looking at it for a while, because this painting was fake.    

    

"What a pity."    

    

At this moment, an old man and a girl appeared in front of Su Dong.    

    

"Why are you shaking your head as you look at the painting? Can it be that you understand painting as well?" The girl's disdainful voice sounded.    

    

Su Dong glanced at the girl, she looked like she had just become an adult around the age of seventeen or eighteen. Su Dong looked at the girl, she looked like she had just become an adult around the age of seventeen or eighteen.    

    

However, Su Dong was here to sell medicine today. He definitely wouldn't argue with this kind of girl, so he just sat on the side.    

    

"Why did you go?" "What did you mean by shaking your head just now? Looking at the clothes you're wearing, I don't think you've ever seen such a famous painting in your entire life. That's why you can't help but shake your head and sigh."    

    

The girl's face was filled with disdain, as if Su Dong had insulted the painting.    

    

"Oh." Su Dong nodded and was about to leave.    

    

Seeing Su Dong's attitude, the girl became angrier and angrier. Just as she was about to pull Su Dong away, the old man beside her suddenly opened his mouth to stop her: "Zi Yun, don't be rude!"    

    

Hearing that, the girl didn't say anything and just glared at Su Dong.    

    

The old man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and had a head full of white hair. He had a walking stick in his hand and looked like a knowledgeable old man. He looked at Su Dong and apologized, "Sorry young man, this is my granddaughter's temper. Please don't take offense.    

    

Su Dong nodded. He didn't want to talk to the old man anymore, so he prepared to line up.    

    

The girl became even more unhappy when she saw her grandfather was being polite to Su Dong and scolding her.    

    

"Grandfather, why are you apologizing to him? He doesn't know anything at all. Look at him, he's so shifty. He probably came to steal something …"    

    

The old man hurriedly coughed once more upon seeing his granddaughter's rudeness. Only then did the girl's voice grow softer.    

    

Then the old man shouted again, "Young man, I see that you were disappointed in this painting just now, but what was the reason? Could it be that there's a problem with the painting, or … "    

    

Before the old man could finish his words, he heard Su Dong say indifferently: "This painting is fake."    

    

Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard this.    

    

The old man's eyelids started to tremble as if they were fitted with a motor, and the girl was staring at Su Dong with an expression of disbelief.    

    

This brat dared to say such words?    

    

The treasure of a comrade, he actually dared to say it was fake?    

    

Several years ago, his colleagues spent close to a hundred million to purchase it from the auction house.    

    

It was a painting painted by Tang Bohu. In these past few years, quite a few people had flown thousands of miles to see this painting in order to bear witness to it.    

    

This kind of painting that was praised by others was actually called fake by a young man?    

    

"Kid, do you know to look at paintings? "Do you believe that I will immediately call the police and say that you are spreading rumors?"    

    

The girl's face was filled with anger. In her eyes, Su Dong was just a piece of trash that wanted to discredit her compatriot.    

    

The security guards at a distance also saw Su Dong and were about to come over to capture him. The old man waved his hand, signaling them not to act rashly.    

    

The old man looked at Su Dong, and then said: "Young man, you can't speak nonsense, I am the boss of Tong Ren Hall, my name is Tong Fang Zheng, this painting was bought by this old man through spending a lot of money in the auction, I spent almost 100 million and several hundred experts personally appraised it, it is definitely the real thing, don't you think that it's fake?"    

    

Su Dong didn't expect the old man to be the boss here, "That's right, I want to slap their face."    

    

"You …" No matter how good Fang Zheng's character was, when he heard Su Dong's words, he couldn't help but get angry.    

    

Because he was one of those experts.    

    

He suppressed the anger in his heart and pointed at the painting with the cane. "Alright, young man. You said that this painting was fake, but if you can't say it out loud, then don't blame me!"    

    

When the girl saw her grandfather so angry, she hastily supported him and whispered, "Don't be angry, Grandpa. You can't have too many emotions. Don't say anything to him, just directly kick him out."    

    

After saying that, the girl directly kicked Su Dong. To Su Dong's surprise, the girl actually kicked with a hint of true energy.    

    

A practitioner? Ancient martial arts? [You truly are worthy of being called a colleague.]    

    

When the old man saw that his granddaughter had used true energy, his expression abruptly changed, but he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to.    

    

With this kick, even if he didn't die, he would still be crippled!    

    

The scene changed and the girl's foot looked like it was going to land on Su Dong's body, but Su Dong didn't move at all, as if he was stunned.    

    

The moment her foot landed on Su Dong's body, the girl's expression suddenly changed. Her arrogance gradually changed to surprise. She found out that her foot seemed to have kicked the wall, unable to move even half a centimeter forward.    

    

Impossible!    

    

The girl could punch through a sandbag with one punch, and with her feet, she could kick through both sandbags.    

    

Su Dong shook his head and said, "Martial arts is still better for men. If it's women who learn it, they might waste it later on."    

    

Saying that, Su Dong pushed with his hand and an invisible stream of air pushed the girl away. Luckily, Su Dong controlled his strength, so the girl didn't fall down.    

    

"True qi..."    

    

The old man was astonished. This was a realm where true qi was released out of the body.    

    

The girl had never felt wronged like this before. Just as she was about to charge towards Su Dong again, Fang Zheng stopped her first, walked up to Su Dong, cupped his hands, and bowed to Su Dong, apologizing: "Sorry sir, we were impulsive."    

    

With that, he turned and glared at the girl, saying, "Zi Yun, quickly apologize!"    

    

"Grandfather, how can you apologize to him? Even the higher-ups would have to …" Zi Yun hurriedly said.    

    

But before she could finish her sentence, the old man interrupted her once again, "Shut up and apologize honestly, otherwise, you won't be my granddaughter!"    

    

The old man's voice trembled slightly.