Sure enough, after a while, from all sides of the old market, a large number of people came out at once, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhang Daman and Ji Fugui's van, including the big-bellied Huang.

That posture, in an instant, made the entire old market impassable.

The man in his thirties, who was about thirty years old, looked three or five thick, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a tiger tattoo on his exposed chest, and a small beard on his chin, and walked towards Zhang Daman with a big grin.

He had a violent and ferocious look on his face, especially a scar on his cheek, which made him even more fierce.

"It's not good, Mo Lang, the boss of the Snake Gang, is here!"

"It's over, the old market is lively today, who is that hillbilly from out of town? Why did you provoke the Snake Gang?"

"But it's not, the strong dragon still doesn't suppress the head snake, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get out of the old market alive today!"

"Yes, there is more than one luck!"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion around, all of them were worried about Zhang Daman, originally in the locality, how much they hated the Snake Gang, setting up a small stall, and not making a lot of money, but the miscellaneous pieces made by these lazy people to collect a wave of protection money, business is even more difficult.

These ruffians of the Snake Gang are all young men with hands and feet, and some have strength, but they don't want to work.

The reason is very simple, because the work is tiring!

It's much easier to reach out and collect protection money by playing tricks.

In the eyes of others, they are just some social dregs, scum, and garbage, but from the frightened eyes of these people, they seem to find a sense of existence and satisfy that little bit of vanity.

In this era when the old boys began to prevail, they thought they were ruffians, hooligans, handsome, cool, dyed their hair colorful, tattooed their arms with tattoos, all sorts of things, pretended to be vicious, and made others afraid.

Especially some young people, what a great feat it is to regard black and astringent fees as a trend.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of normal people, they are just some lazy and idle tumors, who are afraid on the surface, but behind their backs, they are all filial piety to his ancestors for eighteen generations. There are also all kinds of vicious curses, although curses may not be fulfilled, but it is not a glorious thing to be cursed like that.

Zhang Daman stepped on the back of the neck of the "Seventh Brother" fiercely, and a pair of sharp eyes like a sword swept over the oncoming Snake Gang boss Mo Lang.

Mo Lang didn't say much, and when he got closer and closer, he grabbed the wooden plank of a small trader's stall, threw it wildly in the air, and smashed it towards Zhang Daman.

Zhang Daman had expected it, picked up the watermelon knife in his hand, "clicked", condensed his strength on the watermelon knife, and split the wooden board of the stall head.

Mo Lang spit out a mouthful of saliva, picked up his fist, rushed over directly, and couldn't help but say, a punch hit Zhang Daman's face, and then, he raised his knees, and his knees directly hit Zhang Daman.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be attacked by Mo Lang so hard, and he would have no power to parry at all, and he would be knocked down by Mo Lang.

But who is Zhang Daman!

Anyway, it is also a descendant of Taijimen, with one hand Taijiquan, and he can't say that he is perfect, but it is more than enough to deal with a ruffian hooligan like Mo Lang.

Seeing Mo Lang's punch coming, he stepped on it hard, slightly sideways, dodged Mo Lang's swift punch, and then he slapped out with a palm, blocking Mo Lang's raised knee.

said that it was too late, it was fast, he moved so fast, and he couldn't hide his ears, and he slapped out with a palm and hit Mo Lang's chest.

"Bang!"

The burly Mo Lang was shocked back by Zhang Daman's palm for more than ten steps, before he could barely stand firm, his face couldn't help but stagnate, his eyes were like a torch, and his ruthlessness faded a lot, his eyes looked at Zhang Daman, and asked gloomily: "Who are you? What kind of grudge does the Snake Gang have against you?"

Zhang Daman snorted coldly, opened his formation, and laughed a few times, "Hey, do you understand, what is my grudge against your Snake Gang, or do you have a grudge against me?"

Mo Lang relied on his strength and didn't care about Zhang Daman's strength, haha laughed loudly, "Boy, you kind, dare to do things in the old market, brothers, on!"

Zhang Daman thought in his heart, if he really wanted to move his hands, his fists were hard to beat with four hands, the other party was indeed a lot of people, he raised a foot, kicked the seventh brother under his feet, grabbed the seventh brother's arm, and copied his hand, the watermelon knife "slammed" against the neck of the seventh brother, and roared at Mo Lang and others, "You don't want other people's heads to fall to the ground, just step forward and try!"

Although those ruffians and hooligans are usually fierce, they are all bullying ordinary vegetable sellers, and when they really meet a more ruthless character like Zhang Daman, they still weigh it, where have they seen it, as soon as they make a move, they directly penetrate the human arm with a knife, which is a typical lifeless practice.

Zhang Daman, who was the first soft egg in Shiyi Village in his previous life, was reborn, and after he was reborn, he deeply realized that when he met a ruthless person, he could only be more ruthless.

For example, if you want to be a clean official, you have to punish those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and you can only be more clever than corrupt officials, and even more unscrupulous, in order to cure corrupt officials, otherwise, pay attention to rules, pay attention to morality, and fight with bad people.

Even Mo Lang, the boss of the Snake Gang, was surprised, where did this monkey come from, why did you really give you a firecracker, and you still flew to the sky?

He approached step by step, looked at Zhang Daman in a daze, and applauded and exclaimed, "Yo, boy, did you take a strong pill? Dare to do it in Lao Tzu's territory, I think you are tired of it!"

"Hmph, the Snake Gang, right? Boss Mo Lang, right? Coincidentally, you are unlucky to meet Lao Tzu!" Zhang Daman smiled coldly.

Mo Lang was furious, ", Lao Tzu has been on the road for many years, and he has never been afraid of other people's threats, brothers, give it to me!"

He didn't care about the life or death of the seventh brother at all, and with an order, he shouted at those ruffians and hooligans to rush forward.

"Bang, clang!"

"Snake Gang, I see who dares to move!" A coquettish shout almost blinded Zhang Daman, he exclaimed, "Miao Miao, is it really you?"

I saw Miao Miao with a group of people, pouring in from the side of the old market, wearing all the costumes of the martial arts hall, showing all the guys in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, he stood behind Zhang Daman, and formed a confrontation with the Snake Gang led by Mo Lang.

This was out of Zhang Daman's expectations, unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Miao Miao rushed out with people to relieve the siege.

Miao Miao threw a wink at Zhang Daman, and a tender smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Zhang Daman, how did you mess with these livestock?"

"Hey, stinky bitch, what are you talking about, believe it or not, I destroyed your Jingwushe?" Mo Lang shouted angrily.

Miao Miao glanced at Mo Lang coldly, "Mo Lang, you have the ability to try!"

The situation was reversed in an instant, Zhang Daman changed from being alone to Miao Miao with a group of disciples of the Jingwushe, forming a confrontation with Mo Lang's Ring Snake Gang, such a situation, as long as he did it, he would definitely lose both.