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Chu Mo clenched both of his palms tightly, causing the powerful force to flow into the center of his fists, and under this compression, a creaking sound could be heard, as though a fist was about to be punched out.
"Since you want to fight, then I'll fight with you to your heart's content!"
Sensing the powerful strength in the center of the fist, Chu Mo suddenly roared out loudly, twisted his waist and threw out a fist, annihilating the air along the way, directly smashing straight towards Huang Zikun who was rushing towards him.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the second floor of the shop right next to the street.
However, at this moment, the two people on the stage had already unleashed their anger. They had no intention of stopping at all!
Moreover, the attacks of the two of them were already like arrows that had left the bowstring. Even if they wanted to 'stop', it was already impossible for them to do so.
However, the fact that they could not 'stop' did not mean that others could not 'stop' them either!
Swish!
With the sound of breaking wind, a human figure appeared!
A hempen-clothed old man suddenly appeared between Chu Mo and himself!
The old man's expression was indifferent. He slowly extended his hand, and with a slight movement of his palm, both Chu Mo's fist strength and Huang Zikun's afterimage were easily scattered.
"My Young Master said to tell the two of you to stop, then the two of you should stop for now!"
The old man spoke in a neither hurried nor slow manner as he raised his head to look at the second floor of the shop facing the street. There, a Young Man was leaning against the window.
Young Man was dressed in silk clothing, his handsome face had a cynical smile, and was staring at Chu Mo and Huang Zikun with interest, and said: "You two, fighting in Marketplace like this, is not really good, right?"
Hearing that, Huang Zikun frowned, and shouted: "Who are you?"
"Me?"
The Young Man pointed at his own face and laughed involuntarily: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my surname is Tang, and this Marketplace is my Tang Family!"
Surname Tang?
Chu Mo could not help but be taken aback!
To be able to open such a large Marketplace, this Tang Family should be very famous. However, in Chu Mo's memories, there had never been a Tang Family before.
However, just because Chu Mo didn't know, didn't mean that others didn't know.
After hearing Young Tang's self-introduction, Huang Zikun immediately cupped his fists and said: "Oh, so it's Brother Tang, I've heard a lot about you!"
"Young Master Huang is too polite!"
Young Tang laughed and said: "I hope that Young Master Huang can let this matter off the hook this time! After all, the Marketplace had its own rules! Outside of Marketplace, you can do whatever you want to! "
Over?
His arm was broken by someone, how could he just let it pass?
Furthermore, he was the famous playboy Huang Zikun of the Qingshan City!
No matter whether it was Chu Mo or the surrounding audience, they all felt that Huang Zikun would not simply let it go just because of a single sentence from Young Tang!
No matter who it was, they wouldn't be able to swallow their anger!
But, it just had to be that way, Huang Zikun really swallowed his anger and laughed: "Since Brother Tang has said so, then I won't be fighting in your esteemed Marketplace today!"
With that, Huang Zikun turned and looked at Chu Mo with extremely cold and gloomy eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "Qingshan City is too big, if you want to kill someone, you can do it anywhere!"
After he finished speaking, Huang Zikun very straightforwardly brought the four scumbags along with him.
Following Huang Zikun's departure, the curtain to the battle also came to an end. The spectators gradually dispersed and the Marketplace returned to his normal state.
"Brother, are you alright?"
Qianqian ran over and looked at Chu Mo with concern and anxiety.
A smile emerged on Chu Mo's originally tense face, and he said: "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
"It's good that you're fine!"
Qianqian was finally relieved and asked: "Then what do we do now? Go home? "
"What for? The items have not been sold yet! "
As he said that, Chu Mo brought Qianqian back to his own stall. After slightly organizing himself, they started business once more, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with him.
"This little guy is quite interesting!"
On the second floor of the street facing shop, the hempen-clothed old man looked down at Chu Mo and said with a bland smile.
Hearing this, the Young Tang asked: "Old Lin, why do you say that?"
Old Lin glanced at Young Tang and said: "Didn't Young Master only allow this old one to make a move because he felt that Chu Mo, this little fellow, was a little interesting?"
Young Tang shook his head, and said: "I just don't want him to be crippled by Huang Zikun!"
"Then Young Master is wrong!"
Elder Lin smiled as he caressed his beard, and said: "From what this old one felt when I made my move, Chu Mo's fist strength is much more powerful than that of the Huang Family's Young Master. If they were to fight, the one who would be crippled wouldn't be Chu Mo."
"There's actually such a thing?"
Hearing this answer, Young Tang was slightly startled, and couldn't help but look at Chu Mo a few more times.
After muttering to himself for a bit, the Young Tang said to the hempen-clothed old man, "Old Lin, make a trip to the Huang Family and help Chu Mo resolve this matter!"
Old Lin immediately reacted, "Young Master, are you trying to ?"
"That's right!"
Young Tang nodded, looked down at Chu Mo and said: "It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting fellow, of course I can't let him be killed so easily by Huang Zikun, right?"
Just at this time, Chu Mo seemed to have sensed the gazes from the second floor, and could not help but raise his head, just in time to meet Young Tang's gaze.
The corner of Young Tang's mouth curled up as a hint of a smile emerged on his face, revealing an indescribable meaning.