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Chapter 684: Hello, Master

Chapter 684 Hello Master

Wen Wenwen was already a little panicked.

She also didn't expect that these people were so vicious and would actually attack her.

No matter how coquettish and willful she is in normal times, she can't help but feel a little afraid when facing six or seven big and thick men.

But just as she was panicking, her arm was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and she was immediately pulled out of the battle ring.

She looked back.

It's Tang Muyang.

This man whom she had always hated so much was actually a little bit... handsome at this moment.

Tang Muyang ignored her and looked at the stall owner, "Isn't it a bit too much to attack a woman?"

The stall owner's face was trembling, "I'm warning you, don't meddle in other people's business, or I'll beat you up too."

Tang Muyang protected Wen Wen behind him and continued: "She has caused losses to you. She should pay for it and apologize for it, but it is wrong for you to hit someone."

The stall owner looked him up and down and said, "You're losing money, right? The stuff in my stall is worth at least 200 million. As long as she can take it out, I can call her grandma."

"Boss, are you going a little too far? Two hundred million? Do you really think we are taken advantage of?"

"I have several exquisite pieces here, all of which are worth tens of millions. Asking her for 200 million would be a bargain."

"Boss, are you really afraid of flashing your tongue? Is there an authentic product on this table? I'm afraid your 'treasures' combined are not as valuable as the table below, right? The 10 million you cheated her of before is enough for you to go to the factory again.

Several batches have been customized.”

The stall owner was exposed by him and suddenly became angry and said, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Since you don't plan to lose money, then neither of you can leave today. Come on!"

With a wave of his hand, the six or seven strong men rushed forward.

"What should I do?" Seeing the menacing looks of several people, Wen Rou was so frightened that her pretty face turned pale, and she hurriedly turned back to look at Tang Muyang.

"Cold salad." Tang Muyang pounced on it like a cheetah.

When the stall owner saw this, he couldn't help but sneer.

Isn't this guy planning to fight six or seven of them alone?

It was like being kicked in the head by a donkey!

The six or seven strong men also had ferocious smiles on their faces.

The strong man in the lead punched Tang Muyang directly on the head.

Tang Muyang also punched out, intending to confront him head-on.

The smile on the strong man's face became more ferocious.

He is a professional black boxer. This punch weighs at least several hundred kilograms, and even a cow would be hard-pressed to withstand it.

This guy is simply looking for death!

However, the moment the two fists collided.

The big man's face suddenly became distorted, and a heartbreaking pain was transmitted directly to his brain along the nerves in his hand.

"..." The big man let out a shrill scream and backed away with his arms folded.

The bones of his right hand have been completely shattered, and you can even see bone stubble protruding from the flesh, which is extremely terrifying!

At the same time, several other strong men also suffered from the same situation as him.

Tang Muyang was like a tiger descending from the mountain, KOing all the strong men with three punches and two kicks.

Since the Ministry of Martial Arts had just issued regulations that warriors could not use force against non-martialists, he did not use his own martial arts training, but relied on the strength of his body.

But even so, the six or seven huge and strong men were all lying on the ground and wailing at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the stall owner's face suddenly turned pale...

He knew the strength of these people very clearly. They were all fierce characters who had truly climbed out of the dead.

And her gentle and beautiful eyes are even more dazzling.

She had heard that Tang Muyang was a miraculous doctor and calligraphy master before. She was not very surprised, and even secretly disdainful in her heart - he was just a weak scholar with no power, and he turned into a softie when encountering big things.

——But I didn’t expect that the other party would be so powerful in terms of force.

How long did it take him to knock down those men? It was probably less than two seconds, right?

Tang Muyang didn't even look at the strong men, as if he had accidentally stepped on a few ants.

Then, Shi Shiran walked towards the stall owner.

When the stall owner saw this, he immediately took a few steps back in fright, "You...what do you want to do? I'm warning you, I'm following Brother Mian. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, I guarantee that you will be killed in Yan."

I can’t survive in Beijing.”

Tang Muyang stopped when he heard this, "Brother Mian?"

Seeing him stop, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, "What, are you scared? You should apologize to me immediately and compensate for my losses. I might be able to let you go, otherwise..."

Tang Muyang raised his head and glanced at him, "Since there is someone behind you, let's call him over for a chat. I really want to meet this Brother Mian."

The stall owner was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party could be so calm after hearing the name "Brother Mian".

"Okay, just wait, I'll call Brother Mian right now." After the stall owner finished speaking, he quickly took out his cell phone and called someone.

Tang Muyang walked to the stall that was smashed by Wen Wenwen, picked up a few pieces of porcelain and looked at it.

I have to say that although these things are all fakes, the craftsmanship is still quite good. I am afraid that even many antique experts can easily make mistakes without careful inspection.

After a while, a black van drove in.

A dozen strong men in black got out of the car, each of them carrying a tough aura.

The onlookers hurriedly stayed away, fearing that they would be implicated.

The leader, a man in a suit, first glanced at the people rolling on the ground, and then walked quickly to the stall owner, "Where is the person you mentioned?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment when he saw the man, "Brother Yan, isn't Brother Mian here?"

The man glared at him, "Brother Mian, what is your identity? Will you come to a place like yours? I want to ask you, who did it just now?"

The stall owner hurriedly pointed at Tang Muyang, "That kid not only smashed my stall, but also injured my people. Brother Yan has to help me vent this bad breath."

The man ignored him and walked directly towards Tang Muyang, "Were these people beaten by you?"

Tang Muyang stood up slowly and turned around, "It's me. Do you want to avenge them?"

The man stared at Tang Muyang with sharp eyes, looked up and down, and suddenly stretched out his hands excitedly and held his hand tightly.
Chapter completed!
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