Chapter 97: Uncle Ashan, Is That You?

A five-foot man with a scar on his face, carrying a big knife on his shoulder, holding a toothpick, and a few younger brothers, walked to the stall in a figure-eight step, and pushed the people in front of him.

The guests in line were pushed and instantly angry.

The scarred man glared at the angry guest.

The pushed guest who just wanted to scold saw who the person who was staring at him was, and he instantly became cold and ran to the side.

The other people in line, some people who knew who the scar man was but had no background, automatically ran to the side to watch the play, and as for the people who knew who the scar man was and had a background, they also thought that it was better to stand aside and watch than to do less.

There are also people who don't know who the scar man is, but after seeing this situation, they either choose to watch or leave.

Their rule of survival: idle and mindless.

Of course, those who chose to leave were muttering in fear as they walked, saying that the Yu family was afraid that they would be miserable.

looked at Yang Yuhan, who did not stand up alone, and sighed in his heart: "It's really cold." ’

The scarred man, on the other hand, smashed his fist on the stove after watching the guests obediently disperse.

Bang!

The scarred man's brow furrowed slightly.

Well, this pretending to be forced also has to pay a price, okay!

Not only did my hands hurt, but they were also hot.

But thinking of the reward that the boss said, he didn't care about anything, his eyes glared, and he thought he was very fierce, and he let out a loud sigh

"Where did you come from, stinky, there are no rules at all, have you paid protection money? Don't you know that this is our Dragon Gang's territory? ”

Yang Yuhan, who sighed, heard the words of the scar man, and his forehead was cold.

It's really a beep dog, this ruffian is really regardless of age.

Protection fee, if she Yang Yuhan is not mistaken, this should be a special division of the yamen for farmers to set up stalls to sell agricultural products, and farmers can only pay the fee when they set up stalls.

If you don't catch up with the market today, what will you pay?

Protection fee, sister protect you big-headed ghost.

It's really a sister who crosses the king, and it's a peasant girl who is easy to bully, right?

stepped forward, stood beside the frightened Yu, his waist was straight, not arrogant or humble, and as soon as he taught the scar man, a figure fell from the sky.

He didn't want to take Yang Yuhan away because he didn't want to spoil that beauty, and now that he heard that someone was making trouble at the entrance of the market, Shangguan Chen was worried about whether she would be affected, so he couldn't help but open the curtain of the carriage again.

At this glance, he instantly became bad.

A beautiful thing that he didn't want to destroy was ruined by others.

It's infuriating.

The body was faster than the brain and got out of the carriage.

There were a few bangs, and the big man with the scar and the little brother who made trouble were all kicked and flying around before they could figure out the situation.

"Ah......h

And Shangguan Chen, who was wearing a mask, landed in a handsome posture.

The breath of the ground instantly made the ground warm by the sun become cold.

Shangguan Chen stood three meters away from Yang Yuhan, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was cold

"Girl, are you alright?"

The familiar voice made Yang Yuhan look up at Shangguan Chen who was wearing a mask opposite from his shock

"Uncle Ashan, is that you?" Although the voice was familiar, her eyes and breath were too unfamiliar, so she didn't dare to confirm it.

The identity of his previous life made Yang Yuhan pay special attention to people's eyes.

"Uncle Ashan?" Shangguan Chen touched the mask on his face with his hand, and asked in a distant and cold voice

"Girl, do we know each other?"