Five men in black, three in the front and two in the back, immediately surrounded a few people.

A bald man with a giant sword on his back, with a fleshy face and a mighty appearance, a guy in his early thirties, is obviously the leader of this gang, and he is actually a martial artist with five veins of cultivation.

This kind of mid-leyline warrior has already become a master.

At least, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are steely and powerful, and they can throw trucks with their bare hands, which is similar to Superman, and any force they take refuge in will be reused, even in the big forces, they are the backbone and elite.

The ghost market follows the lawless land of the law of the jungle, and the fists of this place are the truth, not to mention usury, even if you blatantly kill people and set fires, as long as the strength is enough, no one dares to do anything to you.

Bai Yan pretended to be afraid: "Brother Biao, what do you mean, I'm a member of the Brotherhood!"

"If you want to mix in the road, you have to abide by the rules, it is natural to repay debts, don't use the brotherhood to press Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't control even the brotherhood when collecting debts!" The bald man was full of disdain, pulled out his giant sword and knocked it on the ground, and roared loudly: "If you don't pay back today, go to the brothel to sell meat to pay off the debt!"

Xiang Yuntianshu condensed in front of him, and he casually flipped through the information.

This bald man is called Ren Biao, and his father Ren Long is the boss of the Black Clothes Society, this gang is a very famous underground gang in Yangzhou City, controlling nearly half of the underground casinos and underground banks in Yangzhou City, in addition to usury is also one of the main businesses of the Black Clothes Society.

The Black Coat Society may not be a large-scale force at the national level, but at least in Yangzhou City, it can be called a snake-like existence, just from the fact that these guys are in a ghost market to lend money, it shows that this gang still has a few brushes.

"Bald Biao, don't be too arrogant, when your aunt and grandmother are afraid that you won't succeed!" Bai Yan retreated to Xiang Yun's side and deliberately said loudly: "Brother Yun, don't pay attention to him, let's go." ”

"Yo he, I said why are you so arrogant, why are you so arrogant, you dare to bring outsiders to support the field, where did this kid come from, is it the concubine you are looking for? ”

Xiang Yun is just a second-vein cultivator, and he is so-so in the eyes of ordinary people, but he can be regarded as a fart in a place like a ghost market. As for Luo Zheng, who was tightly wrapped and wearing a mask, he couldn't see the specific depth because of his restrained breath, but eight out of ten people in the ghost market would have the skills to restrain his breath, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

If you guess correctly, this kid should be the second and third generations of Yangzhou City with a little energy and background, and the one behind him is a bodyguard for this guy.

Although Xiang Yun is wearing a mask now, he can't tell the specific appearance, but he wants to know this kind of problem.

Will the real top people get mixed up with thieves like Thief Swallow?

Do the real top people need the thief swallow to guarantee access to the ghost market?

This young man is obviously not very old, dressed plainly, with a mediocre temperament, no matter how you look at it, he is not an elite from a big family, and as long as it is not from the top ten families, the Black Coat Society will not be in his eyes, and he Ren Biao will not be in his eyes.

"Boy, do you want to be strong, since you like to be out of the box so much, I'll give you this chance to be in the limelight, Thief Yan still owes us 9.8 million at present, you pay back this money for her, and today it will be as if nothing happened." ”

What? 9.8 million!

Isn't it quite close to 10 million!

Even if Bai Yan is a thief, most of the theft targets are ordinary wealthy businessmen, if he is lucky, he can get hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, and this money is squandered by himself and maintained outside the welfare home, I am afraid that he can save less than half of it, and the Black Clothes Society is a typical usury, I am afraid that it will not even be enough to repay the interest generated every day.

Xiang Yun has less than two hundred yuan in his pocket, even if he adds clothes, tights and shoes, his body adds up to less than five hundred yuan, and now this guy asks Xiang Yun to bear the debt of 10 million, brother, do I look like a wronged boss like this?

The only thing that is valuable now is the "Book of Bloody Soldiers" given to him by Luo Zheng, if you take this thing out, it should be worth a lot of money, but even Xiang Yun himself hasn't read it, and the military exercises are very sensitive and special, so it is naturally impossible to take them out.

Someone might be asking.

Doesn't Xiang Yun still have a large stake and hundreds of zombies?

First of all, these shares cannot be easily realized at book value, and the hundreds of zombies thrown in the storage vault are not casually available, so although Xiang Yun seems to be worth tens of millions, he is actually a poor man who can't even afford decent clothes.

Xiang Yun hurriedly said, "This amount is a bit big, can you talk about it?"

"Grass, I still think of a local tyrant, I can't take out less than 10 million, and I dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf here. Ren Biao is not a good man or woman, the other party hit the muzzle of the gun, and simply used it to kill chickens and monkeys, "I see that you kid is also good-looking, if you put it in a brothel to sell your ass, someone should take care of it, with the quality of the two of you, I think it will be about the same if you sell it one or two thousand times." ”

Xiang Yun suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten.

Damn, what a grudge, this guy is too vicious!

Xiang Yun just wanted to say something, but Ren Biao interrupted directly, "Less nonsense!

The four junior brothers of the Black-clothed Society are all peak martial artists, and their combined combat power can be suppressed even by four-vein martial artists, they know that Bai Yan is agile, and instead of catching this slippery thief, it is better to catch this friend of hers first.

Just two veins of cultivation, dare to be arrogant here?

In the next second, a figure flashed, and each of them gave a kick.

The four of them didn't even see each other's appearance clearly, they fell heavily to the ground, rolling all over the ground, in pain*, they couldn't even stand up from the battle, Luo Zheng shot very fast, didn't even show much breath, and defeated everyone in an instant.

Xiang Yun was secretly refreshed when he saw this.

Brother is a person with bodyguards, and he doesn't have to do it himself, so these people will lie down.

Bai Yan was even more overjoyed when she saw this, and she had a sense of pleasure raising her eyebrows, "You guys are just this person, it's not enough for us to fight!"

"The Black Clothes Society dares to move, it's just tired of being alive!"

Ren Biao could feel the yin and evil aura exuded by Luo Zheng, and there were not a few people who practiced demonic skills in the ghost market, so there was nothing strange about it.

He was completely enraged, and pulled out the giant sword on the spot, the light of Yuan Li skyrocketed, and a surging sword qi turned into a red gas blade, and the solid bluestone floor was easily shredded, mixed with the momentum of a tiger's roar, and swept towards several people.

If you don't agree with each other, you can do it.

If you do it, you will kill someone.

Who would have imagined that there would be such a lawless place in the shadow of a civilized city?

Xiang Yun knew that it would definitely not work to deal with this kind of goods, and it would definitely not work to sit down and reason, so he said to Luo Zheng after a little thought: "Go and teach him a lesson, but don't seriously hurt him, this person is still useful." ”

Luo Zheng took a step forward, slid out several meters away in an instant, blocking in front of the imposing sword light, the rough cloak crackled in the strong wind, and he slowly raised a hand.