Linlang saw the green-faced fourth brother falling to the ground, and a heart-stopping finally fell down, with a look of joy in his eyes. She knew that Chu Huan would never disappoint anyone. This iron-like man never feared anything. No matter what kind of difficulties he was in front of him, he would be wiped out. As Chu Huan herself said, there is no hurdle in this world that cannot be overcome.

After being surprised, the guys from Shengquan cheered immediately. The anger they had accumulated in their hearts was greatly vented at this moment. At this moment, Chu Huan became the hero in their minds.

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

What happened to the sky falling? A man's head was pressing against him.

Chu Huan carried his hands on his back, looked at the green-faced fourth brother lying on the ground, and smiled and said, "You call me the Fourth Master, right? How about it, Fourth Master, is your gossip leg powerful, or is my kicking leg powerful?"

The fourth brother in green face looked at Chu Huan resentfully, but his kneecap was kicked by Chu Huan and he couldn't stand up at all. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He didn't know how to answer Chu Huan's cold and sarcastic words for a while.

He knew very well that the young man seemed to be laughing, but the chill in the eyes had not disappeared. If he had to confront him at this time, he would be afraid that he would suffer even more.

He just couldn't figure out how such an ordinary country boy had such strong leg skills? He had been practicing gossip legs for so many years, but he couldn't walk for a round in front of Chu Huan.

"There is no order of learning, and those who are good at it are the masters." Chu Huan said lightly: "The three-legged cat's hand gesture is practiced for another hundred years, and it is ultimately the three-legged cat's hand gesture... Do you agree with my words?"

The thin third son's face looked extremely ugly and even pale and terrifying, but at this moment he didn't even dare to fart.

However, there were a few fierce characters in the middle of the gangsters in Balitang. When they saw the green-faced fourth brother being knocked down, someone shouted: "Damn, brothers, let's go together and you can't kill this dog. Mom. I'm raising it!" Someone had already picked up the carved nanmu chair and smashed it towards Chu Huan.

Three or four chairs hit like cannonballs. Chu Huan did not dodge, but instead approached him, rose up, and passed with his hands and feet. Several chairs had been opened and fell to the ground. Chu Huan was still rushing to the front of the Balitang gangster like a cheetah. The fist and legs passed by, and a few screams, two people had already fallen to the ground. Chu Huan punched a hooligan's forehead with another punch. The man fell to the ground without humming. Seeing this, the other hooligans exclaimed and retreated one after another, full of horror, but no one dared to come up again.

Chu Huan tidied up his clothes and asked lightly: "Who else?"

At this time, someone dared to say more. The thin man and the third brother trembled with his hands and cursed: "Who told you to do it?" Xiang Chuhuan forced a smile and said: "Brother Chu, this time it was a misunderstanding. You... you are a lot of sir, let's leave now!"

Chu Huan smiled and said, "Your Fourth Master left one leg, which is considered to be a thing left... But because of you, several chairs have broken...!" He picked up a leg of a chair on the ground and asked, "You are the Third Master? What should you do?"

The third son and the third son smiled awkwardly and said, "This... we will naturally compensate." He took out a ingot of silver from his arms, about ten taels of weight, and handed it over, but Chu Huan just took a look and said lightly: "It's not enough!"

The thin third son was stunned, but he shouted immediately: "Who has the money, bring it up!"

At that moment, five or six gangsters gathered up the silver, which was 20 taels, but Chu Huan still shook his head and said, "Not enough!"

The thin third son reluctantly smiled and said, "Brother Chu, this nanmu chair...hehe, at most, only two taels of silver per piece. We...we destroyed five chairs, and there are more than twenty taels here, which is enough!"

Chu Huan smiled faintly, turned around and asked the master Han Yuan, "Brother Han, how much is the silver price for these chairs?"

Han Yuan was not a fool. He knew what Chu Huan meant, so he came forward and said, "These chairs were bought from Luo'an Jingcheng many years ago. At that time, they were only two taels of silver, but the transportation costs on the way, plus the years, were considered antiques. If there were no ten taels of silver, they would definitely not be able to match!"

The third son of the skinny boy cursed in his heart: "You old fox, are you still fucking antiques? Are you taking out your antiques and putting them outside for you to sit?" But at this time, Chu Huan had already brought them absolute shock. The third son of the skinny boy only thought that the earlier he left the place, the better, and shouted helplessly: "Everyone took out the silver, put together... and put together sixty taels of silver...!"

"No!" Chu Huan said calmly: "Sixty taels of silver are wrong."

The third son opened his mouth and smiled and said, "This... ten taels of silver per hand, six taels of silver... This is right!"

Chu Huan pointed to Su Bo not far away and said, "Someone of you was shocked by Su Bo just now. The old man is old. Although he looks okay now, he has a headache and fever. He always has to go to see the doctor. Seeing the doctor, it costs money. You will never let us pay the money by ourselves, right?"

"How much does that?"

"A few chairs cannot be compared with the old man's body." Chu Huan Youran said: "Let's do this, leave 150 taels of silver first, plus six chairs, 210 taels... Seeing that you know your mistakes can be corrected, I will take you 200 taels of silver and take 200 taels of silver. If you should leave, I will not stop you!"

The thin third man took a breath of air conditioning.

It is said that the people in Balitang are dark. Now it seems that this local bun is even darker than the heroes in Balitang. This opening is only 200 taels, so I don’t have to worry about my tongue.

Although the third woman in the thin man feared Chu Huan, Chu Huan was so timid that he was also angry in his heart and couldn't help but say, "Chu... Chu Huan, are you bullying too much?"

"It's too much to bully people?" Chu Huan's face showed a cold chill and he sneered: "Did you forget how you treated the big boss just now? A large group of men bullied a weak woman, but you still claim to be a mess on the way... Don't you know that there are two iron laws on the way that will not harm your family, and do not bully the weak... Do you abide by the rules?"

Linlang's eyes were already red at this time.

She knew that if it weren't for Chu Huan today, she would have suffered great shame and Sheng Quan. This man would have thought the same as last time. When he was in the most difficult time, he stood up and protected him.

Unable to help, there were pearl-like tears falling from the corners of Linlang's eyes. She just looked at Chu Huan quietly and looked at the straight back. She knew very well that at least at this moment, no one could bully her.

The third son of the skinny man was scolded by Chu Huan coldly, and he didn't dare to speak much. He just waved to someone to raise money. But these hooligans could really raise 200 taels of silver in this moment. After finally getting it, it was only a little more. It was less than 100 taels of silver. The third son of the skinny man of the skinny man walked up to Chu Huan with the silver and said awkwardly: "Brother Chu, there is only so much, look..."

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

Linlang finally looked at Lord Liang and said, "Go away the pen and ink!"

The owner of Liang quickly agreed, his fat body was like a pig. After a while, he took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed it on a chair. Chu Huan had already taken the ninety taels of silver and handed it to Han Yuan. He pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and said to the thin third son: "I have a debt, and I still owe 110 taels. Daily interest is calculated based on three-point profit, and it will not be returned for one day. Even if the interest for one day is profitable, the profit will be increased first. Let's talk about cleaning up. Third Master, come on!"

The third woman with thin men showed anger in her eyes, but Chu Huan had already snorted coldly: "Why, Master San still wants to try it out?"

At this time, the people in Heshengquan's anger had already risen, and someone in the crowd called out: "Make a debt, make a debt!" The voice of one person quickly turned into two people, and the two turned into four people... In a moment, hundreds of people in Heshengquan raised their arms and shouted loudly: "Make a debt, make a debt...!" The voice was extremely loud and the momentum was also very majestic.

The third son knew that the situation was uncontrollable, so he could only set up a debt under the public eye and handed it over to Chu Huan. Then he waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Come on, let's go!"

At that moment, the people from Balitang lifted up several injured companions such as the Green-faced Lao Si, and followed the Skinny Lao San and walked out.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Fan Yi-yi had already broken things until today, so he hurriedly followed the people from Balitang and wanted to leave together, but he heard Chu Huan's voice sounding from behind: "Second Young Master, I just said, let's have a good talk, do you have free now?"

When Fan Yi-ling heard this, he was frightened and dared not stay. He even faster. Instead, the third woman in the thin man stopped, looked at Fan Yi-ling coldly, and sneered: "Didn't you hear me if you stay?" Today, the face of Balitang was slapped hard by Chu Huan. The reason was that it was related to Fan Yi-ling, so the third woman in the thin man in the face really had no good expression on Fan Yi-ling at this moment.

Fan Yi-chan was stunned, then looked horrified and shouted, "San Master, you...you can't leave me..." He quickly stepped over, grabbed the third brother's arm, begged, "San Master, take me away, I...I can't stay here!"

The third son waved his hand and slapped Fan Yixian heavily in the face with a "pop". Then he raised his foot and kicked Fan Yixian to the ground, then he took the people from Balitang away in a mess.

Fan Yiqiu got up from the ground and cursed at the backs of the people in Balitang: "The coward who is untrustworthy always says he is trustworthy, but in the end he looks like this bird..." Suddenly, he felt a furrow behind him, and suddenly thought of his situation, and had a cold war on his body. When he turned around, he saw that He Shengquan's hundreds of eyes were looking at him like a monster, and many of his faces were full of jokes.

A cold sweat broke out on Fan Yiyi's forehead. Seeing Chu Huan standing in the yard, he barely squeezed out a smile, walked over heavily, and said, "Brother Chu...Brother Chu, they are all his own people, just a misunderstanding..." He looked at Linlang and shouted, "Sister-in-law, you...I'm a bastard, don't take it to your heart..." Linlang didn't look at him, and ignored him.

Chu Huan had already come forward, pinched Fan Yi-chan's back neck and walked out the door, and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, right? Come on, I'll tell you something, I'll delay your time!" He carried Fan Yi-chan out of the Heshengquan gate, and there was no one around. Fan Yi-chan's face was so scared that he was frightened, frightened, and a sad face.

Chu Huan asked Mr. Fan to stand against the outer wall, then he hugged his chest with his hands and looked at him with a smile.

"Second Young Master, I was in Yipinxiang a while ago. I heard that you owe Balitang's green-faced old fourth place several hundred taels of silver. What's going on?" Chu Huan asked with a smile.

Mr. Fan stood up against the outer wall like a child, with his feet together and his hands pressed against his thighs, and did not dare to resist at all. At this time, he heard Chu Huan's question and said in surprise: "You...how do you know?"

Chu Huan raised his hand and slapped him, "Now I'm asking you, just answer honestly. It's not your turn to ask me, Second Young Master, is it okay to follow some rules?"

Fan Yi-chan covered her face, felt aggrieved and said with a sad face: "I'll be honest. I got the news a while ago, and I heard that something happened to Su... the boss's family was unable to return on time when he went to Taiyuan Prefecture. And there was news from the yamen that the passenger ship she was riding was robbed by bandits...so...so...!" But he didn't dare to continue.

Chu Huan smiled coldly. Before he could speak, Fan Yixin was afraid that this guy would slap him again, so he hurriedly said, "So I want to take over all the shops in the Su family in the Fucheng and the county town. The boss is... the wife of my Fan family. If something happens, the industry under her name... is of course my Fan family, so I found the fourth brother of the green face in Balitang and asked him to lead someone to help me stand up, so as not to stop him from collecting the shops..." Speaking of this, Fan Yixin's face was covered with cold sweat, but he dared not to say anything: "For this, I sold the last shop in my name, ordered nearly a thousand taels of silver to the yamen, and paid the fourth brother of the green face in a sum of silver first..."!"

"But later, the boss returned safely, so your plan could not be implemented and the people from Balitang could not be used, but Balitang still asked you to hand over all the negotiated rewards to them. Is that true?" Chu Huan looked unkind.

Fan Yixian said in a trembling voice: "Yes...yes. I owe hundreds of taels of silver and cannot repay it, but... but those guys are not loyal. If they don't pay it back, they will occupy my old house and... and my concubine. After thinking about it, I can only... take them to get wine with Shengquan. With these wines, I can... have money!"

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

"Magistrate Hu...Magistrate Hu is a turtle bastard." Fan Yiqing gritted his teeth: "Baliton is actually a member of Magistrate Hu. Boss Xue from Balitang is actually a lackey of Magistrate Hu. In the past two years, every silver that Balitang squeezed in the fish and meat village has to be handed over to Magistrate Hu. Everyone knows this, but no one dares to say it. Last time I had already ordered Magistrate Hu to nearly 1,000 taels of silver. This time he wants to squeeze again. If he really gets the wine today, he will give him 30% of the silver he sells back...!"

Three years after the Qing magistrate's 100,000 silver snowflakes. When Chu Huan heard this, the coldness in his eyes became stronger. It seemed that the people of Liujia Village were exploited. It was Balitang in the open, but it was the county magistrate Hu in the secret.

I'm afraid that the entire Qingliu County will not only be exploited in Liujia Village for the first time, but this magistrate Hu is really a corrupt official.

Chu Huan finally understood why Captain Huang came to help Fan Yi-chan and other people. It turned out that their relationship was so close.

"Remember it to me. If you want to step into Heshengquan in the future, I will definitely break your hands and feet!" Chu Huan said coldly: "I will give you some memory this time!" He suddenly punched Fan Yixian's stomach. Fan Yixian knelt on the ground in pain, covering her stomach, and tears flowed out her nose and tears. Chu Huan clapped his hands, tidied up his clothes, and turned to walk into the winery.

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The third son and the third son led a group of people out of Heshengquan. When they reached the end of the street, they all went to the right, but he walked to the left and quickly turned into an alley.

There was actually a carriage parked in this alley. Beside the carriage, Captain Huang and several yamen were standing around.

When Captain Huang saw the thin third son looking panicked, he immediately frowned, approached the curtain of the car, and whispered: "Sir, the third son is here!"

Soon, a man jumped out of the carriage. The man was forty-five or six years old, not tall but strong. He wore a black leather hat and a black brocade robe. He looked very fierce, with a fleshy face. There was a clear scar on the bones of his left eyebrow. He seemed to be left with a knife. He held two iron galls in his right hand, his fingers were flexible, and the two iron galls rolled and rubbed in his hand, and the "clang" sounded.

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