Sun Cailiangshu was so angry that although he was surrounded by more than a dozen people, he was not afraid. He stood up and said loudly: "It was yours who hurt my father first and wanted to hit me again. Should I just wait for death?"

Chen A San smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Oh, I'm still a scholar. Tell me about reasoning. Are you stupid in studying?" He took a bench and sat down, waved his hand to the person behind him: "Brothers, go and talk to him carefully and see who's the reason."

The dozen tiger gangs smiled sinisterly and were eager to surround Sun Cailiang and his close friends.

The Tiger Gang has many people. Although Sun Cailiang and his close friend are young and have strength, they are not opponents. As soon as they meet, they are overturned to the ground and are surrounded by punches and kicks.

When Old Man Sun saw that his son and his friend were beaten, he hurriedly knelt in front of Chen A San and cried and begged: "Don't beat him, third master, stop hitting him. They are still young and ignorant. Please let them go. Old Man, I will make up for the medical expenses of the two brothers."

Chen A-san was unmoved and looked at him coldly. Seeing that the fight had almost been almost done, he spoke out and stopped the Tiger Gang: "Okay, stop hitting."

The people from the Tiger Gang dispersed when they heard this, revealing Sun Cailiang and others who were lying on the ground inside. At this time, the few people were bruised and swollen, covered in blood.

Sun Cailiang spit out a mouthful of blood, supported himself with his hands, and looked at Chen A San and asked sternly: "Lang Lang Qiankun, you are so aggressive in the street and bullying Liangshan, are there any other kingly laws in your eyes?"

Chen A San stood up and laughed loudly when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the many people around him who saw from beginning to end but dared not speak out. He pointed to the sky and said arrogantly: "Wang Fa? Tell you, here, I am the heaven, I am the king Fa, I have the final say on this street!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came: "Is that so? Do you have the final say on this street?"

Everyone looked in the voice and saw Fang Muye walking over with a proud and proud look.

"God." "God."...

While greeting, the onlookers hurriedly gave up a passage for Fang Muye and others to enter.

When Chen A-san saw Fang Muye approaching, he was not afraid, but instead greeted him enthusiastically: "Hahaha, it turns out to be the God Lord, who is his own person."

Fang Muye looked at Sun Cailiang and others who were seriously injured on the ground. He couldn't help but feel angry. He glared at his eyes and shouted, "Who is your own person with you?"

Chen A-san was doing this blackmail and bullying business, and he was able to deal with some relationships and colluded with the people in the yamen. A few days ago, he set up a table at Yunhe Tower to entertain the head of the Jiaxing Prefecture Chief Shen Sanyan.

At the dinner table, the two of them called each other brothers and wanted to kill the chicken head and burn yellow paper and bow to them. When they finally finished their separation, Chen A San even stuffed two 50 taels of silver ingots to Shen Sanyan. Unexpectedly, after only a few days, Shen Sanyan turned against him.

Chen A San knew that the Sanyan had been stolen now. He just thought that he had taken the opportunity to ask for benefits. He cursed in his heart, but walked over with a smile on his face and said, "God, it's me, my little brother." At the same time, he secretly handed over a silver ingot of twenty taels under the cover of his body.

Fang Muye took the silver ingot, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "In public, I will openly bribe the imperial officials and punish them first. This is the evidence. If someone comes, take him to the prison." As he said that, he stuffed the silver into his arms and waved to the constable behind him.

"Yes, God!" The constable behind him agreed loudly, immediately stepped forward and wanted to get the person.

Chen A San hurriedly took a few steps back, looked at Fang Muye in disbelief, and asked uncertainly: "God, are you here to be the real one?"

Fang Muye shouted: "What's true or false? I advise you to surrender quickly, so as not to let me take action."

Seeing that Fang Muye was determined to take him, Chen A San tear his face and shouted: "Sanshen, do you have to be ungrateful and call you "God Master" to give you face. I really think I'm afraid of you."

Fang Muye's eyes were sharp and his voice was clear. He said slowly: "Actually, you should be afraid of me! A rascal scoundrel, who is called a master a few times, really thinks he is a master? Let me tell you, this street, the entire Jiaxing Mansion, the court has the final say, and the yamen has the final say, today, I will eliminate the harm for the people and put you in jail."
Chapter completed!