Chen An no longer set up a stall. He would just take Guoguo to stroll around the Zhouqiao Night Market at night.

"Brother, eat."

Guoguo hugged Chen An's neck and held her fingers, drooling at the night market's delicacies.

Chen An said sadly: "Guoguo, we're just having supper!"

Guoguo pouted and said, "Brother..."

"It's useless to call ten times."

Seeing that his brother ignored him, Guoguo muttered to Huahua on his shoulder.

The night market is still crowded with people, and the aroma of cooking is everywhere.

"Hey, Brother Li, aren't you there at Zhuquemen? Why did you come to Zhouqiao?"

"Don't mention it. I came here a day ago and the ones on the Zhuquemen became pig food..."

A pair of men were sighing, and the same sighs abounded in the night market.

"Hey! Mr. Lin, aren't you used to eating in Fanlou? What's wrong with this today? The night market is not where you should come."

An old man met his opponent, and the other party's ridicule made him feel a little embarrassed.

"What's your business about you?"

He took a long time to put a word on his face, and his opponent laughed: "You go in and out of Fanlou all day long, thinking you are elegant, but today you are mingling with these ordinary people. Don't you dislike it?"

Fanlou is a representative of elegance. Ordinary people are proud to be able to spend money in Fanlou.

In contrast, Fanlou also has a lot of taxes, and he is considered a big taxpayer.

Now this big taxpayer has encountered difficulties, and the high-end food has been defeated by roadside stalls, which is in trouble.

But this has nothing to do with Shen An's brother and sister. They are eating small crispy meat.

The small crispy meat in the oil paper bag was still left, and Guoguo took one and handed it to Huahua who was lying on Shen An's shoulder.

Huahua has been growing very fast during this period, and Chen An would give it some meat every day.

It carefully opened its mouth and bit the little crispy meat, without touching Guoguo's fingers throughout the whole process.

Guoguo touched the top of its head and said, "Brother, Huahua can be eaten."

"I'll be more edible in the future."

Chen An didn't know what Huahua would look like in the future, and the future of hybrid dogs could not be predicted.

Huahua suddenly roared, but a group of rascals came in front of her.

The crowd was pushed away, and then there was a noise.

Someone actually dares to cause trouble at Zhouqiao Night Market?

After Bao Zheng appeared several times, this place has become a forbidden place for the thugs.

But these people came.

This shows that there is someone behind them.

At least I am not afraid of Bao Zheng's people.

The rogues at the beginning looked ferocious and looked particularly fierce under the lights.

"Chen An!"

A rascal found Chen An and immediately shouted in surprise.

Swish!

The night market seemed to have been pressed in an instant, and all the sounds seemed to have disappeared.

Huahua looked at the rogues with some anxiety, and then climbed up on Chen An's shoulders.

Guoguo was not afraid at all because she saw something.

The rascals approached with grim smiles.

If the taboos on the official face are eliminated, then this is their world.

Chen An seemed a little surprised.

But he did not retreat.

Because there are many people around.

More than a hundred vendors, plus their helpers...

The ruffians were stunned...

These people all hold ‘weapons’ in their hands.

Kitchen knife, wooden stick, bench...

Some people even took a "spike" to kill eels.

The ruffians lowered their heads, but found that they had no weapons at all.

"You...be careful to kill you!"

What the ruffians like the most is threat.

Pretend to be more harsh, open your clothes, and speak harder...

Who is not afraid of such a ruffian?

But they stopped moving forward.

The vendors around him were surrounded by silently.

The ruffians were a little uneasy.

Some legs started to tremble...

You know nothing about the power of the people!

Chen An shouted: "Don't kill anyone..."

This shout is like a signal, but it is not the vendors who are leading the way.

Surrounded by the surroundings, a rookie finally collapsed, turned around and began to run for his life.

"Give me your life..."

Someone started, and immediately the rogues fled in scattered.

There was chaos at the scene, and wolves and pigs rushed.

The vendors were waving their weapons to chase and encircle, but with Chen An's explanation in front of them, the kitchen knives were put away.

But the attack power of those wooden sticks and benches cannot be underestimated.

Amid the screams, the rogues never saw the fierceness they had just now.

Chen An walked forward with Guoguo in his arms. Along the way, he saw two rogues being knocked to the ground by several vendors, protecting their faces with both hands, and rolling around the ground with trampling.

No one greeted Shen An, as if he hadn't seen him.

Chen An walked to the prefecture bridge, and the restaurants and brothels on both sides were brightly lit. Countless heads poked out on the second floor, watching the pursuit battle.

A thug ran over Chen An as if he was flying over, and Guoguo exclaimed.

There is a stall on the left side of the front, and Chen An saw the pot stickers.

The vendor grabbed a piece of firewood from behind and slapped it hard.

Bang!

The rogue calf was hit by a stick and flew out screaming.

Chen An blocked Guoguo's eyes and then accelerated his pace.

"elder brother!"

With Guoguo's dissatisfied voice, several vendors chased after him and kicked him for a while before returning breathlessly.

"There is an official here!"

A group of soldiers from the inspection department rushed over like wolves and tigers. The vendors were a little panicked, and the thugs shouted with ecstasy expressions: "Help!"

This is the big guy behind them who has made efforts!

"Kneel down!"

The long knife was unsheathed, and the cold light shone by the lights.

Well!

The ruffians were shocked to find that the soldiers of the inspection department had actually let go of the vendors and rushed towards them.

This is not right!

Aren't we all the same group?
To be continued...