Chu Boyang knew that Guo Chengguo would definitely feel regretful after giving up the sale of golden apples, not because of anything else, because of the beautiful taste and unique appearance of golden apples.

After discussing with Zhou Bin, the two decided to go to the market in the town because it happened to be the day of going to the market every three days.

Ten minutes later, the two of them came to the agricultural product sales street in Changqing Town. In fact, this is an ordinary street, but because of spontaneous trading in the market, over time, the wholesale and retail crops of Changqing Town's Changqing Town are here.

Chu Boyang and Zhou Bin came here just to try their luck and see if they could find a suitable agricultural product wholesaler.

The streets were very lively, and farmers were shouting. Many had already negotiated business, and many were discussing business. On the surface, it seemed noisy, but it gave people the feeling of chaos and order.

Just as Zhou Bin was relieved of the prosperity of the market, four big men came over from the end with fierce spirit.

Walking in front was a middle-aged thin man less than 1.7 meters tall, with jeans with lantern feet and a wallet on it. You can see a dragon's tattoo on his neck. He probably had a dragon's body tattooed on his chest. The other three were tall and not very particular about their clothes, but their heads were waxed and had a five-quarter head combed.

As soon as the four of them walked to the end, the tattooed man pointed at the other three, and then the three began to go to the vendors separately. Without saying a word, the vendors cooperated to deliver the money ranging from five to ten yuan to them.

Soon, the four of them collected the money and collected half a street. Suddenly, a shouting sounded, attracting everyone's attention: "If you don't have money? If you don't have money, just close the stall and go home, ***."

An old lady selling vegetables said in a pleading tone: "Young man, I delayed the road today. I just set up a stall and haven't sold it yet. Is it okay to give it to you later... Is it okay to give it to you later?"

"Okay, okay, you old ghost. For the sake of the old man, just give it three dollars. Come on, don't waste your time." said a collector.

The old lady who sold vegetables turned her clothes upside down, but only a few cents were spent, and then handed them to the man who was receiving the money in front of her with her hands tremblingly.

The man saw that there were only 80 cents, his face changed, and then he patted the old lady's hands with his hands. The 80 cents were scattered on the vegetables in the old lady's two baskets.

The man then put his foot on a basket, instantly letting the vegetables scatter all over the floor.

Just as he and Zhou Bin came to see this scene, Chu Boyang was about to step forward to stop the man's behavior, but Zhou Bin stopped him.

It was at this time that a young man in his 20s who also sold ginger next to the old lady came out on his own initiative and handed the man three dollars, with a little fear in his eyes.

After the man took the money, Lu smiled proudly, "Young man, it's not bad, I'm very respectful to the elderly. Get your ten dollars quickly." Finally, the man's eyes became serious again.

"Why is mine ten yuan? My quantity is not large today. I saw that it was twice as high as mine before and only collected five yuan..." The young man was interrupted when he said this.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll just hand it over if I ask you to hand it over, hurry up." The man seemed a little impatient.

The young man has not yet issued a market today, so he is still very reluctant to give it to him if he has to pay ten yuan at once. He hesitated and barely used four scattered money to make up ten yuan, but hesitated to hold it in his hand and couldn't bear to hand it over.

Seeing this, the man grabbed the young man's collection and then took the money over.

Chu Boyang could no longer hold it back, but Zhou Bin still held him and said, "Xiao Chu, don't be impulsive."

"Old Zhou, let me go. Who can tolerate it? As a political staff member, even if I don't stand up when I see the people being bullied, I'm a dereliction of duty." After Chu Boyang said that, he pulled Zhou Bin away by his hand, then rushed forward, and then kicked the man without knowing it.

The man flew three meters away and landed on the tattooed man, and then the two fell to the ground.

The tattooed man pushed away the man who was in pain and could not stand up, and then stood up. He looked at Chu Boyang with a fierce look, and then called the other two men who collected money to deal with Chu Boyang.

This is the second time Chu Boyang has fought after practicing martial arts. Last time he fought Zhou Cheng, he was not satisfied, so he wanted to make up for it this time.

It’s a pity that he was angry and his move was still a bit heavy. He swept one of the men to the ground with just one sweeping legs, which made him scream in pain; the other was holding Chu Boyang from behind, and was thrown by Chu Boyang on his back, and he fell to the ground with a sound, and he couldn’t shout the word “pain”.

The tattooed man saw that the momentum was wrong, and he was not impulsive. He asked Chu Boyang: "Little bastard, which road are you from? Do you know who I am?"

"I know, I know you are a mouse. I am Chu Boyang, director of the Agricultural Development Department of Changqing Town. Get out with you three dead rats. Don't let me see you collect money here, otherwise you will be beaten once and once." Chu Boyang said righteously, which immediately attracted applause from the scene.

"Boy, be careful. You three useless guys can't get up, go." As he said, the tattooed man turned around and left without waiting for the three of them to get up.

The three men stumbled and stood up, supported each other, and were about to leave.

Chu Boyang said behind them: "If you want to live, take away the money you just received."

The three men looked at each other, then threw the money they had received before on the ground, and then helped each other away.

Chu Boyang patted two applauses to attract everyone's attention: "Who paid the money just now? Take it back by yourself, and get as much as you pay."

At this moment, the young man who had paid the old lady before said to Chu Boyang: "Sir, you have to be careful, they are a gangster and have a lot of power behind it."

"Comrade, don't worry. Our party members are not afraid of any evil forces. You must believe in the political axe and leave the problems you encounter to the political axe. The political axe will solve them for you." Although Chu Boyang didn't even believe in the political axe himself, he still had to say what he said on the scene.

"Leader Chu, we have reported to Zhengfu countless times, but no one cares. Now we buy some crops to make a living, and we didn't make much money. Now, in addition to paying money to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, we also have to pay the money to the group of people just now." The young man said, and when he finished speaking, there was a rumbling voice at the scene.

Chu Boyang was just praised, and he enjoyed the feeling of being a hero and being regarded as a good official by the public. He also felt a little excited and promised the group of peasant brothers on the spot: "Don't worry, everyone, Chu Boyang, I will definitely solve this problem for you."
Chapter completed!