My Master is Lin Zhengying

Qiusheng and Wencai spoke hastily.

Then he squeezed through the crowd and ran over with joy on his face.

"Qiusheng Wencai, what's the matter?"

Uncle Jiu asked with a serious face.

When Wencai heard this, he hurriedly replied:

"It's not the case of Niu Er being beaten by his junior brother in Zuixianlou last time.

We just sent off Master Simu.

Niu Er came with his big cousin.

He said that he wanted to settle accounts with the master, you and your younger brother, and pay for the medical expenses.

You have to kowtow to them to admit your mistakes, otherwise they will not give up and burn down our Yizhuang..."

Qiu Sheng next to him also nodded.

At the same time, facing Niu Er.

A tall and mighty scarred face said:

"Master, Nan Chen, that scarred face is Niu Er's eldest cousin.

The thugs of the Jinling City gang, I heard that they are very famous in Jinling City. "

Qiu Sheng showed a trace of fear.

Jinling City is the largest city in the South.

It is far from comparable to this small Renjia Town.

Being able to work as a thug in the gang in Jinling City has made him famous.

To Qiusheng, he can be regarded as a very powerful figure on the road.

But Nan Chen didn't take it seriously at all.

But casually, he glanced at the scarred face.

Even, there was a sneer on his face.

In his opinion.

The greatest danger in this world is those demons and ghosts.

Not the ones in front of you, hooligans.

With their strength, they dared to come to the door to trouble Uncle Jiu, they really didn't know how to live or die.

As long as Uncle Jiu thinks about it, a few spells can make their souls leave their bodies, and their souls fly away.

Before Nan Chen and Uncle Jiu could speak.

Bully Niu Er, already holding an iron rod, took a step forward and said:

"That's right, I brought my eldest cousin home today.

Just to ask for medical bills.

The two cuts on Lao Tzu's head were left by that kid.

I don't want too much.

Give me a thousand dollars.

No, two thousand.

For two thousand oceans, forget it. "

As soon as these words came out, the eyeballs of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai almost popped out.

Nan Chen was even more direct, and directly replied:

"Two thousand, why don't you go grab it?"

As soon as the words fell, the scarred face took a step forward.

Showing a ferocious face, he said fiercely:

"It doesn't matter if you take it or grab it.

If you can't hand over two thousand oceans today.

Lao Tzu is a scarred cow.

Just burn your Yizhuang and break your dog legs.

Let you know that my younger brother is not so easy to bully..."

The scarred cow is worthy of being the thug of the underground gang in Jinling City.

This is full of momentum.

Especially when talking harshly.