Chapter Twenty-Three: The Change

"Come slowly, Lao Zhou, this big green carp, Lao Tzu saw it first, Lao Tzu bought it, but I don't want your love!"

As he spoke, the black-clothed young man threw the big green carp in his hand to a group of Tsing Yi followers and told them to wrap it carefully.

Zhou Yuya smiled and said, "Look at what you said, you see a lot outside, what if you enter the fishing industry, you will be filial to me!"

"Okay, you kid can talk!"

The black-clothed young man proudly patted Zhou Yuya on the shoulder, took out a handful of copper coins and silver horns in Zhou Yuya's purse, and sprinkled them on the ground, "No, old man, give you fish money!"

Mu Bo was stunned on the spot, there were a lot of copper coins and silver horns scattered on the ground, but they could be put together, and they would never exceed two taels.

This big green carp is sold into the fishing industry, and it must be a hundred taels to say the least.

"This can't be done, this big green carp, two taels of silver is not enough!"

A fisherman with a big long face couldn't look at it anymore and said with help.

One out of the voice, a hundred voices, all eat the same bowl of rice, everyone knows the hardship, seeing that Mu Bo's hard work to get the big green carp, to be taken by skill, all the fishermen feel the same way, all of them are clamoring.

"Yo, if you want to rebel, who the hell will force it, today's fish, Lao Tzu won't accept it!"

Seeing the cold face of the black-clothed young man, Zhou Yuya was shocked, and immediately scolded everyone.

He managed the fishing business for many years and cleaned up the fisherman, which was handy, and as soon as this remark came out, the fishermen were immediately silenced.

Zhou Yuya restrained the fishermen, but when he heard a bang, the long-faced man who was the first to support Mu Bo was slapped by the black-clothed young man and flew up, and landed on the bluestone slab, smashing out a pool of black blood, which was shocking.

"Let me ask again, is it enough to buy this big green carp for two taels of silver?"

The black-clothed young man had an indifferent smile on his face, and his monstrous aura was like a landslide, so that no one in the audience dared to look at him.

The cold sight of the forest is like a cold wind cutting the forest, a hundred trees are lurking, and a lone bamboo stands proudly.

Mu Bocang's head was straight, he stared coldly at the black-clothed young man, and said hoarsely, "If you want a big green carp, don't say two taels of silver, even if you don't give money, you can take it, why beat people!"

"Why do you beat someone, the old immortal, dare to talk to the son like this, it's so rampant, how can there be so many reasons, it's you who beats you!"

The words settled, and with a crisp snap, Zhou Yuya slapped Mu Bo in the face.

Mu Bo's hard face, like a cold rock, didn't move, he suddenly pulled out the short fork around his waist and threw it from under Zhou Yuya's armpit.

Zhou Yuya happened to be standing in front of Mu Bo, his sleeve robe was wide, Mu Bo's fork was suddenly extreme, the black light flashed, the steel fork crossed the air, stabbed it, accurately pierced the fish head of the big green carp, and nailed it firmly to the bluestone slab.

The change was abrupt, and everyone was stunned on the spot.

It is true that the big green carp is delicious and expensive, but the cooking is very particular, and it must be freshly killed.

Now it's good, the fish head is pierced, and the big green carp can't die anymore, where can it be left for the black-clothed young man to entertain.

"Old man Mu, die!"

Zhou Yuya hissed angrily, and his hair exploded in anger.

"That's the fish my old man caught, and the old man was not happy, so he killed and ate the meat himself, so it didn't hinder you. ”

Mu Bo's hair was open, awe-inspiring.

Smack!

The black-clothed young man slapped his face coldly, still smiling, "Sure enough, it's a hero in the market!" I just don't know what the quality of your hero is, old bear, you take a few brothers up to test." ”

Immediately, seven or eight men in Tsing Yi spread out of formation and rushed towards Mu Bo.

is so cautious, but because of Fang Cai's neat flying fork, a group of thugs are worried about the idea of pricking their hands.

In fact, this worry is superfluous, the flying fork is just a stunt that Mu Bo has practiced after years of fishing, if measured by the standards of martial artists, Mu Bo obviously has not even stepped into the forging period, just a slightly sturdy poor old fisherman.

A group of thugs swarmed up, Mu Bo had no power to resist, and was easily knocked to the ground, and a tooth-sore tyranny began.

"Okay, don't beat Lao Tzu to death, Lao Tzu hasn't heard a soft word yet. ”

The black-clad youth waved to stop.

At this time, Mu Bowei froze on the ground, covered in blood, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his blood-stained head was still straight.

Seeing Mu Bo's strength, the smile on the face of the black-clothed young man became a little thicker, and he said softly, "Old guy, kowtow to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you go, otherwise your old bones will be ready to fill the Longxu River!"

But Mu Bo did not answer, but curled up on the ground, and straightened his neck, like a withered branch, though it was broken, but also stiff.

"Old fellow, hard enough! Come on, tie a stone to Lao Tzu and sink into the river!"

The young man in black was annoyed, and he didn't want to waste any more time for the decrepit old man in front of him.

"Childe, the court is public, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Zhou Yuya persuaded softly.

Although Furong Town is small, it is in the territory of the Dayue Royal Court, and it hurts people's lives in broad daylight, and the decree of the Dayue Royal Court is not vegetarian.

Haoqiang bullies civilians, that is also with shady tricks and secret hands, never like this**.

The boy in black laughed, "What's wrong with the big court, don't say that this little Furong Town is in Guang'an City, and this son can't see it, and he is also wiped out at every turn, who can do anything?"

After saying that, Junmu turned obliquely towards the group of Tsing Yi attachés, and snorted coldly, "What's the fucking stunned, sink the river for Lao Tzu!"

The black-clothed boy's voice fell, and the fishermen in the field finally changed color, and hideous and angry appeared on everyone's faces.

"What the fuck are you doing, you want to rebel, do you know who this son is? Heilongtang has always heard of it, this prince is the young hall master of the White Horse Branch, if you want to blow up the thorns, first fucking go on the scales, weigh yourself a few pounds and a few taels. ”

Zhou Yuya didn't care about the life or death of these fishermen, but if they made a fuss, these fishermen were all broken by the black-clothed boys, and they couldn't work, and the fishing company had no income, which also affected his interests.

As soon as the three words "Black Dragon Hall" came out, a cold yin wind suddenly blew through the audience, and all the anger and dissatisfaction were taken away by this yin wind.

"What are you doing with these mud-legged people, how can they hear the name of the Black Dragon Hall?"

The black-clothed boy glanced at Zhou Yuya reservedly, and between his eyebrows and eyes, he was arrogant.

At this moment, a plain-clothed girl rushed into the scene, only reaching the length of her legs, with a fleshy little face, carrying a small schoolbag, bursting into tears, and running towards Mu Bo crying.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you, what's wrong, woo woo......"

The girl threw herself beside Mu Bo, shaking Mu Bo and crying hoarsely.