Time passed minute by minute, Ye Chen gradually gained the upper hand, and the colorful piano aura in the void also increased!

puff!

In the end, Mo Chen was defeated, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then he fell to the ground with a look on the sky!

"Old ancestor!"

Ding Sheng was frightened when he saw this and rushed over to check Mo Chen's injuries. If even the ancestor was dead, wouldn't he be dead?

Fortunately, although Mo Chen was seriously injured, he was not in danger of his life, and Ye Chen also stopped attacking!

"Let's go, you're no match for me!" Ye Chen took back the guqin and glanced at Mo Chen and said lightly.

"You, don't you kill us?"

Ding Sheng looked at Ye Chen suspiciously after hearing this.

"I can let you go, but you have a problem, old man, you have to tell me!"

"My friend, what do you want to ask?" Mo Chen coughed violently and asked weakly.

"It's very simple. Just tell me what this piano is from!"

"Old Ancestor..."

Ding Sheng swallowed. If Ye Chen took a look at the horse-head fiddle, it would be embarrassing!

“It’s okay.”

Mo Chen forced a smile and said bluntly: "The horse-headqin is the treasure of my Hengshan School. It was passed down from the first generation of leaders. As for the origin, I don't know it!"

"I see!"

Ye Chen looked at Matouqin deeply, waved his hand and said, "Old man, take this stupid dog away!"

A stupid dog?

Ding Sheng was stunned and thought to himself who Ye Chen was talking about?

"My friend Ye is indeed different!"

Mo Chen stood up from the ground with difficulty, clasped his fists and said, "I owe you two lives, this kindness will surely be engraved in my heart!"

“It’s not a question of whether you owe it or not!”

Ye Chen smiled coldly and curled his lips, "If you took advantage of the chaos just now, you will be dead!"

“…”

Ding Sheng's face turned red. If the ancestor hadn't stopped him just now, he would have died long ago!

Before leaving, Mo Chen looked at Ye Chen deeply and said meaningfully:

"Ye Chen, although you are very powerful, the Liao family's background is quite impressive. If you kill their people, it may not be so easy to get out!"

"If the Liao family is not convinced, just come to me!" Ye Chen curled his lips disdainfully.

"Since I'm so old, I'm going to say goodbye!"

Mo Chen clasped his fists and asked Ding Sheng to help him down the mountain, and soon disappeared on the top of the firewood mountain.

Ye Chen and the others did not stop, and the group followed Lan Chen and went directly to the Yuezhou night market for a midnight snack.

The night market in Yuezhou is very lively.

Although it was already very late, the entire street was filled with people eating late-night snacks, laughter and joyful, filled with a strong smell of fireworks.

There are various food stalls on the street, and the tempting aromas emitted make people saliva.

In the end, Lan Chen took everyone to the entrance of a small shop specializing in selling beef and offal.

"Lao Lan, this is not like your style. Take us to a street stall?" Yuan Yu joked with a smile.

"Yuan Datou, you don't understand this, right?"

Lan Chen grinned and explained: "In Yuezhou, street stalls and snacks are a culture. It is not surprising that a billion-dollar boss sits on the street to eat skewers. Do you understand?"

"Cows? Is it a bull going into the water?" Wen Xing said a little disgusted: "In the past, the village killed cows, and the bulls were sent to the water without even sending them to the water!"

"In Yuezhou, there is a shortage of beef offal and it is very expensive. You can tell if you try it!"

"Okay, I don't believe that the beef is delicious..."

Half an hour later, Wenxing was soaked in his mouth that he kept saying it was delicious!

"Boss, give me another ten beef offals and add some more beef brisket!" Wen Xing turned his head and shouted inside after eating the last piece of beef tendon.

"Okay, OK, come soon!"

The boss was so happy that he ate dozens of beef noodle pots worth 200 yuan per serving. Such a big customer is hard to come by.

"Famous man, please keep your mouth shut!"

At this moment, several people with tattoos on the adjacent table and looked like gangsters stared at Wen Xing fiercely, and one of them said angrily:

"I like eating so much, so I'll be happy to eat the cow!"

"Niu Huanxi?"

Wen Xing wanted to get angry, but he couldn't help but be happy when he heard "Niu Huanxi". The name tasted delicious and immediately shouted:

"Boss, give me some more Niu Huanxi!"

As soon as the words were finished, the diners at the scene burst into laughter and all cast sarcastic gazes at Wenxing.

Those gangsters were even more relieved. Who asked Wen Xing to eat alone? They only collected two servings of money. This bastard only ate dozens of servings per person. It would cost to show off his wealth!

"ah?"

The boss was stunned when he heard this. Is there anyone really eating that thing?

"Lao Lan, what's wrong with these people?"

"I want to eat Niu Huanxi, but they don't have to spend money. Why do I think of me like this?" Wen Xing was quite puzzled. Will I be despised when eating a dish in Yuezhou?

"Ahem, Wenxing, you don't know anything. Niu Huanxi is..."

Lan Chen blushed and explained to Wen Xing what "Niu Huanxi" means!

After listening to Lan Chen's speech, Wen Xing was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the gangster who made him happy to eat cows, and said angrily:

"Your uncle! You dare to tease me, believe it or not and stuff you into Niu Huanxi!"

"Farewell! You have the will to say it again!"

The gangster was furious when he heard this, and immediately slapped the table and stared at Wen Xing fiercely.

"Don't argue with them, eat, have a breakfast, I'll go to Hong Kong Island tomorrow!" Ye Chen frowned. Such a gangster was too lazy to deal with.

"Boss, give that table a beef hotpot and a bottle of Moutai, I'm mine!" Lan Chen said lightly.

"Hmph! You guys know each other's face!"

When the gangster heard that he had "picked up" a portion of beef offal and had Maotai to drink, he couldn't help but smile proudly.

When Wen Xing saw Ye Chen frowning, he immediately suppressed his anger and hummed:

"Okay, I'll settle the score with them after I finish eating!"

"Brother Chen, do you want me to accompany you to Hong Kong Island tomorrow?" Yuan Yu took the opportunity to change the topic.

"Need not!"

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "The old man surnamed Mo is right. If someone dies in the Liao family this time, he will definitely take revenge. You can stay in Yuezhou to help Lao Lan!"

When Ye Chen and the others were about to leave, a commotion suddenly came from the door.

"What happened?"

The owner of the cattle shop saw that someone was blocked at his door and hurried to check it out.

"Old Ye, let's go and have a look!"

Wen Xing was curious and insisted on going to see it. Ye Chen and others walked into the crowd together. They saw a little girl pounced on an old man and shouted loudly. The little guy cried so hard that he was filled with rain. It made people feel very uncomfortable when he saw it.

"Isn't this Lao Hua? I'm picking up garbage on this street!"

"I heard that he was a rich man in the past, but later he went bankrupt and could only take his two granddaughters to make a living in Guangdong Province!"

"It's so pitiful, boy, don't cry, I've called the first aid."

“…”

When the little girl heard someone calling the first aid phone number, she raised her head and said to the man with tears in her eyes:

"Thank you aunt, woo..."

"Lao Lan, isn't the Lan family the King of Yuezhou?" Wen Xing frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Look at how pitiful and polite this child is, why not give her tens of millions!"

“…”
Chapter completed!