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Lin Lang saw the blue-faced fourth child fall to the ground, and finally fell down with a hanging heart, her eyes showed joy, she knew that Chu Huan would never let anyone down, this iron-like man was never afraid of anyone No matter what kind of difficulties, they will be wiped out in front of him. As Chu Huan himself said, there is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome.

After being surprised, He Shengquan's guys cheered immediately, and the accumulated anger in their hearts was also vented at this moment, and at this moment, Chu Huan became a hero in their hearts.

In times of crisis, many people may be oppressed and dare not vent their anger, but at any time, there will always be one or two truly bloody men who will stand up.

What if the sky is falling?There is a man's head on it.

With his hands behind his back, Chu Huan looked at the blue-faced fourth child lying on the ground, and said with a smile, "Your name is fourth master? How about it, fourth master, is it your gossip kick or my dog-kicking kick?"

The blue-faced fourth child looked at Chu Huan resentfully, but his kneecap had been broken by Chu Huan's kick, and he couldn't stand up at all, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He didn't know how to respond to Chu Huan's cold and mocking words. .

He knew very well in his heart that this young man seemed to be smiling, but the chill in those pair of eyes had not disappeared. If he still contradicted him at this time, he was afraid that he would suffer even more.

He just couldn't figure out how such an ordinary country boy could have such strong leg skills. After so many years of practicing Bagua legs, he couldn't walk a round in front of Chu Huan.

"There is no precedence in learning, and those who have mastered it are teachers." Chu Huan said lightly: "The three-legged cat's style will be practiced for another 100 years, and it will eventually be the three-legged cat's style... Do you agree with me?"

The skinny third child's face was extremely ugly, and he was even more pale and terrifying, but at the moment he didn't even dare to fart.

On the other hand, the ruffians of Balitang, among them there are a few fierce characters, when they saw the blue-faced fourth child being knocked down, someone immediately shouted: "Damn it, brothers, let's go together, we can't kill this dog-mother-bred !" Then someone picked up the nanmu carved chair and threw it at Chu Huan.

Three or four chairs came crashing down like cannonballs, Chu Huan did not dodge, but went forward, jumped up, passed with both hands and feet, several chairs had already been opened, fell to the ground and shattered, and Chu Huan was still intact. Like a cheetah, he rushed to the front of the gangsters in Balitang, his fists and legs passed by, and there were several screams. Two people fell to the ground, and Chu Huan punched a gangster on the head again. Hum fell to the ground without even humming. Seeing this, the other hooligans exclaimed again and again, retreating one after another, all of them full of horror, but no one dared to go up again.

Chu Huan straightened his clothes and asked lightly, "Who else?"

At this time there were still people who dared to say more, the skinny old man trembled with his hands, and scolded: "Who told you to do it?" Xiang Chuhuan forced a smile: "Chu...Brother Chu, this time it was a misunderstanding, you... ...You are a large number of adults, let's go now!"

Chu Huan smiled, and said: "Your fourth master left a leg, which is considered to be something left... But because of you, several chairs have been broken here...!" He picked up a chair leg on the ground , asked: "Are you the third master? Tell me, what should I do?"

The skinny youngest smiled awkwardly: "This...we will naturally pay for it." He took out a silver ingot from his bosom, which weighed about ten taels, and handed it over, but Chu Huan just glanced at it, and said lightly, "Not enough!"

The skinny youngest was startled, but immediately shouted: "Whoever has money, bring it!"

Immediately, five or six local ruffians pooled up the money, which was 20 taels, but Chu Huan still shook his head and said, "Not enough!"

The skinny youngest forced a smile and said, "Brother Chu, this nanmu chair...hehe, it's only two taels of silver at most, we...we destroyed five chairs, there are more than 20 taels here, and...it's enough! "

Chu Huan smiled faintly, then turned to the master artist Han Yuan and asked, "Uncle Han, how much are these chairs?"

Han Yuan was not foolish, he knew what Chu Huan meant, stepped forward and said, "These chairs were bought from the capital of Luo'an many years ago, and they were only two taels of silver at the time, but the transportation costs on the road, plus It’s been so long, it’s considered an antique, if you don’t have ten taels of silver, you can’t do it!”

The third child of the skinny man cursed inwardly: "You old fox, you still have fucking antiques? You still take out your antiques and put them outside for people to sit on?" But at this time, Chu Huan had already brought them an absolute shock, and the skinny old man San only wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so he shouted helplessly: "Everyone take out their silver, and put together... 60 taels of silver...!"

"No!" Chu Huan said calmly, "60 taels of silver is not right."

The third child of the skinny man opened his mouth and said with a smile, "This... is ten taels of silver for one piece, and six handfuls of silver for 60 taels... That's right!"

Chu Huan pointed to Su Bo who was not far away, and said, "Someone of you just startled Su Bo. The old man is getting old. Although he seems to be fine now, he has a headache and brain fever. He must go to the doctor. Look. Doctor, it costs money, you won't let us pay for it ourselves?"

"How much is that?"

"A few chairs can't compare with the old man's body." Chu Huan said leisurely: "In this way, first leave 150 taels of silver, add six chairs, 210 taels... Seeing that you know your mistakes and can correct them, I will charge you 200 taels Two taels of silver, with 200 taels of silver, you can go as soon as you have to, and I won't stop you!"

The third child of the thin man gasped.

It is said that the people in Balitang are dark, but now it seems that this bumpkin is even darker than the heroes in Balitang. This opening is 200 taels, and I am not afraid of flashing my tongue.

Although the skinny youngest was afraid of Chu Huan in his heart, but Chu Huan was so aggressive, he also felt angry in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Chu...Chu Huan, are you bullying too much?"

"Too much bullying?" Chu Huan's face showed a cold chill, and he sneered: "Have you forgotten how you treated the big boss just now? A group of men bullied a weak woman, and it's because of you that you still claim to be gangsters ...Don't you know that there are two iron laws on the road, don't hurt your family, don't bully the weak...Do you abide by the rules?"

Lin Lang's eyes were already red.

She knew that if it wasn't for Chu Huan today, He Shengquan would have suffered great humiliation. Just like last time, this man stood up and stood in front of her when she was in the most difficult time.

Unable to restrain herself, pearl-like teardrops fell from the corners of Lin Lang's eyes. She just quietly looked at Chu Huan and the straight back. She knew very well that at least at this moment, no one could bully her.

The third child of the skinny man was reprimanded coldly by Chu Huan, so he didn't dare to say much immediately, he just beckoned someone to collect the money, but these hooligans can't really collect 200 taels of silver in this moment, and they finally got together There were two more taels of silver, which was less than 100 taels. The third child of the skinny man walked up to Chu Huan with the silver in his hands, and said awkwardly, "Chu... Brother Chu, there are only so many, look...!"

"Bring a pen and ink!" Chu Huan said in a deep voice.

Lin Lang finally looked at Fangzhu Liang and said, "Go to the pen and ink!"

Fangzhu Liang hurriedly agreed, his obese body was like a pig, and after a while, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them on a chair. Chu Huan had already taken the 90 taels of silver and handed it to Han Yuan, pointing to the pen, ink and paper Yan, said to the thin old third: "Make an indebtedness, and you still owe 110 taels, and the daily interest will be calculated at three points. Lord, come!"

Anger appeared in the eyes of the skinny youngest, but Chu Huan had already snorted coldly: "Why, the third master still wants to try it out?"

At this time, He Shengquan's morale had already risen, and someone in the crowd had already shouted: "Let's owe a bill, make a debt!" The voice of one person quickly became two people, and two people became four people...In a moment, He Shengquan went up Hundreds of people raised their arms one after another and shouted loudly: "I owe a bill, I owe a bill...!" The voice was extremely loud, and the momentum was also very majestic.

The third child of the skinny man knew that the situation was beyond his control, so he could only set up a bill under the eyes of everyone and handed it to Chu Huan. Then he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Bring me up, let's go!"

Immediately, the people from Balitang lifted the blue-faced fourth child and several injured companions, followed the skinny third child and walked out.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Fan Yichen hurriedly followed the people in Balitang and was about to leave together, but he heard Chu Huan's voice from behind: "Second Young Master, I said just now that we Have a good talk, do you have time now?"

Hearing this sentence, Fan Yichen was terrified. He didn't dare to stay, so he quickened his pace. On the contrary, the third child of the skinny man stopped, looked at Fan Yichen coldly, and said with a sneer, "I told you to stay, didn't you hear?" Today, Chu Huan slapped the face of Balitang severely. The reason is that it has something to do with Fan Yishang, so at this moment, the skinny youngest boy really doesn't have a good look at Fan Yishen.

Fan Yizhen was startled, and then showed a frightened look, shouting: "Third Master, you...you can't leave me...!" He hurried over, grabbed the thin young man's arm, and begged: "Third Master, you can't leave me...!" You take me away, I...I can't stay here!"

The skinny youngest waved his hand, and with a "slap", he slapped Fan Yizheng hard on the face, then raised his foot again, kicking Fan Yizheng to the ground, and then left in embarrassment with the people of Balitang.

Fan Yizhen got up from the ground, and yelled at the backs of the people in Balitang: "Cowards who do not keep their promises, keep talking about faith, but in the end they look like a bird...!" In his own situation, he shivered. Looking back, he saw hundreds of pairs of He Shengquan's eyes looking at him like a monster, and many people's faces were full of jokes.

Cold sweat broke out on Fan Yizhen's forehead. When he saw Chu Huan standing in the middle of the yard, he managed to force a smile, and walked over with heavy steps, saying, "Chu...Brother Chu, you are all from us, it's just a misunderstanding...!" Lin Lang shouted, "Sister-in-law, you... I'm a bastard, don't take it to heart...!" Lin Lang didn't even look at him, let alone pay attention to him.

But Chu Huan had already stepped forward, pinching the back of Fan Yichen's neck and walked out the door, he said with a smile, "Who is the second young master? Come on, brother, I have something to say to you, so I can waste your time!" Holding Fan Yichen out After entering the gate of Heshengquan, there was no one around, Fan Yichen's little face was pale with fright, terrified, and weeping.

Chu Huan asked Mr. Fan to stand against the outer wall, then folded his arms across his chest and looked at him with a smile.

"Second Young Master, I was in Yipinxiang a while ago, and I heard that you owed Bali Tang a blue-faced old man four or several hundred taels of silver. What's going on?" Chu Huan asked with a smile.

Mr. Fan stood up straight against the outer wall like a child, with his feet together and his hands on his thighs, not daring to resist at all. Hearing Chu Huan's question at this time, he was surprised and said, "You... how do you know?"

Chu Huan raised his hand and slapped him, "Now I'm the one asking you a question, so you can answer honestly, and it's not your turn to ask me, Second Young Master, can you obey the rules?"

Fan Yixuan covered his face, felt aggrieved, and said with a mournful face: "I'm honest. I got news a while ago, I heard that something happened to Su... the big boss's house, he went to Taiyuan Mansion and failed to return on time, and it was reported in the yamen. There is news that the passenger ship she was on was hijacked by bandits...so...so...!" But she dared not continue.

Chu Huan smiled coldly, and before he could speak, Fan Yichen was afraid that this guy would slap him again, so he hurriedly said: "So I want to take over all the shops of the Su family in the prefectural and county towns. The big boss is...it belongs to my Fan family. Daughter-in-law, if something happens to her, the property under her name... naturally belongs to my Fan family, so I went to the blue-faced fourth child in Balitang, and asked him to bring someone to help me get ahead, lest... lest I close the shop when I have time Someone stopped...!" At this point, Fan Yichen's face was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to stop talking: "For this, I sold the last shop under my name and put nearly a thousand taels of silver into the yamen. I even paid the blue-faced fourth son a sum of money first...!"

"But later the big boss came back safely, so your plan couldn't be carried out, and the people from Balitang couldn't be used, but Balitang still asked you to hand over all the negotiated remuneration to them, isn't that so?" Chu Huan looked unhappy.

Fan Yichen tremblingly said: "Yes... that's right. I owe hundreds of taels of silver and I can't pay it back, but...but those guys are not trustworthy. If they don't pay back the money, they will take my old house and... and My little concubine took over, I thought about it, I can only... I can only bring them to Shengquan to get wine, with these wines, I can... I can have money!"

Chu Huan frowned and said, "You also manage the people in the yamen?"

"Huzhi County... Huzhi County is a turtle bastard." Fan Yichen gritted his teeth: "Balitang is actually from Huzhi County, and Boss Xue of Balitang is actually Huzhi County's running dog. In the past two years, Balitang has squeezed every dollar out of Yurou Township. A sum of money, part of it must be handed over to Huzhi County. Everyone knows this matter, but no one dares to say it. Last time I already managed nearly a thousand taels of silver from Huzhi County. This time he wants to extract it again. Today If you really get the wine, you will give him [-]% of the money you sell back...!"

In three years, the magistrate's [-] snowflakes and silver, Chu Huan heard this, the chill in his eyes became more intense, so it seems that the people of Liujia Village were exploited, it was Balitang in the open, but it was the magistrate Hu County in the dark.

I'm afraid that the entire Qingliu County, not just Liujia Village, was exploited for the first time. This Huzhi County is really a big corrupt official.

At this time, Chu Huan finally understood why Catcher Huang came to help Fan Yizheng and his group. It turned out that their relationship was so close.

"Remember, if you step into Heshengquan in the future, I will definitely break your hands and feet!" Chu Huan said coldly, "I'll give you a little memory this time!" Fan Yi knelt down on the ground in pain, clutching his stomach, snot and tears streaming out, but Chu Huan clapped his hands, straightened his clothes, turned around and walked into the winery as if nothing had happened.

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The skinny old man led a group of people out of Heshengquan, and when they reached the end of the street, they all turned to the right, but he himself turned to the left, and soon turned into a small alley.

In this small alley, there was actually a carriage parked. Beside the carriage, Huang Butou and several Yachai were standing around.

Seeing the frightened look of the skinny old third, Huang Catcher immediately frowned, approached the car curtain, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the third is here!"

Soon, a man jumped out of the carriage. This man was 45 or six years old, not tall but very strong. He wore a black leather hat and a black brocade robe, but he looked very fierce. There is a clear scar on the brow bone of the left eyebrow, which seems to be left by a knife cut. He holds two iron gallbladders in his right hand, his fingers are flexible, and the two iron gallbladders are rolling and rubbing in his hands, "crackling" Straight ring -

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