"Brother Ye, do you know the people inside?"

At this time, the three of them had already squeezed into the crowd, and they saw Zhao Dong standing there arrogantly, with a rusty copper pot at his feet.

This copper kettle is about the same size as today's kettles, but it has two ears and has a single flow on one side.

This object looks very ordinary, but for someone like Mr. Lei, who has been dealing in antiques for decades, he can tell at a glance that this object is extraordinary.

But Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and was obviously hostile to the buyer, which made Lei Lao and Dongzi confused at the same time.

In their minds, these two people did not exist.

But Ye Fan snorted coldly: "These two are old acquaintances of ours."

Glancing at Dongzi, Ye Fan spoke with indifference.

acquaintance?

Dongzi and Lei Lao looked at each other, but neither of them knew why.

"Just watch and see what they want to do?"

Ye Fan did not say anything to them, but looked at the two people indifferently.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with dark skin and sharp eyes. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still tell that he must have traveled all over the country all year round, otherwise his face would never be so dark.

At this time, facing the aggressiveness of the fat man in front of him, the middle-aged man said coldly: "This is a ghost market. Are you two trying to buy and sell by force?"

"The price of the items I have here is this. If you find it too expensive, you don't have to buy it. As for what you just said, report me, it's up to you.":

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged man was so tough and not afraid of the two people in front of him.

The fat man became furious and raised his hand to grab the middle-aged man's collar.

"You damn thing, don't give me a toast or drink as a penalty. Let me tell you, there is nothing I can't get if I want something. You have to give it to me today, and you have to give it to me even if you don't."

As he said that, he waved his fist and was about to hit the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly and was obviously furious at this time.

The moment the fat man's fist hit him, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and grasped the fat man's wrist in an instant.

"This is not a place for you to act wild."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man exerted force.

The fat man staggered back a few steps and almost fell.

"Hey, I didn't expect that we encountered a tough situation. I like it, but you dare to attack me, so I won't be able to let you go today."

As he spoke, the fat man waved his hand, and immediately, several young people emerged from the crowd.

"Smash it for me. I'll smash all the junk here."

The fat man roared angrily, as if he didn't care about anyone.

Only then did Dongzi react.

"Fat Chen? It's him?"

Turning to look at Dongzi, Ye Fan sneered: "That's him. The man on the side is the boss of Tianbao Pavilion, Zhao Dong."

"We are really enemies on a narrow road. I didn't expect to meet them here."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up into a sneer. Whether it was Zhao Dong or Fatty Chen, he never took it seriously.

Especially when you meet them here, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself if you don't deal with them?

Dongzi snorted coldly: "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit, so Fatty Chen always has such a domineering personality wherever he goes, so today we need to show him some color."

After saying that, Dongzi strode forward and stood beside the middle-aged man.

"Brother, there is no need to hold back against such vicious dogs. If you beat them, they will be afraid, and they will not dare to mess around.":

The middle-aged man was slightly startled. He didn't expect that there would be such a righteous person in this ghost market.

However, the middle-aged man still smiled lightly: "My friend, this matter has nothing to do with you, so you better not get involved."

This middle-aged man is quite generous.

With such righteousness, Dongzi would not avoid it.

"To tell you the truth, I've seen it a long time ago

They are displeased, but I just want to teach them a lesson."

As he said that, Dongzi stepped forward suddenly and punched him.

Zhao Dong and Fatty Chen were both stunned. They didn't expect that someone would dare to come forward.

After a brief moment of silence, the two of them burst out laughing: "These days, there are so many people who don't know whether they are alive or dead. Do you really think that you two can go against me? Let me tell you, in this ghost market, as long as I like it, I can do it."

Do whatever you want.”

It really fits the saying, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The human heart is the most sinister, and the so-called rules are just for the people at the lowest level.

Ye Fan frowned. Fatty Chen's words reminded him of another level. If Fatty Chen had no connection with the ghost market, he would definitely not dare to act like this here.:

But what trump card does he have? Is it just the Feng family? Or is it the Tianwang Mansion?

According to Mr. Lei, the Ghost City exists independently of the three major forces. They are otherworldly and more powerful than the three major forces. They should not succumb to the Heavenly King's Mansion.

While Ye Fan was thinking, the two sides were already fighting together.

Dongzi was very brave, especially after knowing that the other party was Fatty Chen, the anger in Dongzi's heart burned instantly.

Having been abused by Fatty Chen for several years, Dongzi's hatred for him was overwhelming.

I wish I could cut him into pieces with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in my heart.

Dongzi's moves are broad and powerful, with great momentum.

The middle-aged man was very dexterous, walking among the thugs, taking action from time to time, knocking each of the thugs to the ground.

The two people have completely different styles. One relies on indomitable courage, while the other relies on cleverness.

Although Dongzi's battle seems more entertaining, the middle-aged man's battle is more practical.

Within a few minutes, four or five thugs had been knocked down by him. They fell to the ground and kept screaming, as if they could no longer get up.

As for Dongzi, they had just beaten two of them, and although those two people were bruised and swollen, they were still capable of fighting.

"It seems that this middle-aged man's identity is not simple."

Mr. Lei whispered to Ye Fan.

Although Mr. Lei is not proficient in fighting, he can still see the ropes.

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Walking among tombs all year round, who is the weak one? It's just that they won't completely expose their trump cards. After all, they will have to go to tombs in the future. If someone is

If you recognize him, it will be dangerous for them."

What Ye Fan said was correct, these tomb robbers all had some tricks, and they all had the ability to keep things under control, but they rarely exposed these to others.

At this time, Fatty Chen and Zhao Dong had gloomy expressions on their faces. They didn't expect that the two people in front of them could fight so well.

You know, they brought a dozen thugs this time, but at the moment, it seems that these dozen people are not enough to take down these two people.

"Aren't you all full? I am raising you not to make you look embarrassed here."

Fatty Chen cursed angrily.
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