Guo Dayan was walking on the street when he encountered a disaster for no reason. A strong, pockmarked man vomited at him and soiled his blue shirt. He was immediately stunned on the spot. Zhang Xing, who was standing beside him,
, Yang Dong was not spared, and all of them got some. Zhang Xing's black face immediately darkened, and Yang Dong directly cursed his mother: "I'll stuff your mother! Are you looking for death?"
The news that he defeated Lin Qilao and slaughtered Lin Balao spread. The reputation of Yimu Lao soared all the way, surpassing Lin Qilao and catching up with Zhou Lao. Huang Chen, who killed Lin Balao, also became famous.
Yang Dong, Zhang Xing, and Guo Dayan are Huang Chen's cronies. They have been walking around the market in recent days. Whether they are traders or pirates, everyone who sees them is not respectful.
He looked so majestic and unhappy. Just when he was very proud of himself, this pockmarked man caused them a big embarrassment in the street. Not to mention swearing, Yang Dong even had the intention of killing people.
There was a pungent sour and rotten smell in the air. Huang Chen took out his handkerchief and covered his nostrils, keeping a distance from the others without revealing anything. Then he cast his eyes on the pockmarked man opposite him, seeing that his face was pale and his steps were sloppy.
His appearance, coupled with the constant vomiting, could he be seasick? This is really a rare thing.
Zhuang Mo retched out some sour water before he calmed down. When he heard Yang Dong scolding his mother, a stern look flashed in his dim eyes. When he was a horse bandit in his hometown in Shandong, he was known for being ruthless and ruthless.
Later, he was employed by a large salt merchant in Suzhou, and did many shady things for him. Killing people was as easy as eating for him. However, he was not a brainless person.
With sharp blades and firearms, one could tell at a glance that they were desperadoes on the sea, which he could not afford to offend at the moment. In the belief that a good man should not suffer the immediate consequences, he clasped his fists and said with a forced smile: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm from the North
When I first came to the Southland, I couldn’t bear the bumps of the ship and got a stomachache. I didn’t do it on purpose. Please forgive me, brothers."
Yang Dongnai is an authentic bully who will always look for trouble. How can he let it go? He said with a cold face: "You are Beizi, why did you come to the sea? You must have violated the king's law in your hometown and got a lawsuit? I don't care about these things.
Without further ado, the clothes we and my brothers are wearing are all newly purchased. They were stained by you for no reason and can no longer be worn. You need to pay us to compensate us."
Zhuang Mo nodded and said: "Yes. Brother, just tell me the number. I will not shirk the responsibility if I am capable."
"It's not easy going out, and it's even more difficult at sea. I won't blackmail you, just give me ten taels of silver." Yang Dong smiled and the mole on the left corner of his mouth trembled.
Huang Chen sneered at the side, this guy has the nerve to say he won't blackmail anyone, a piece of silk clothing is only worth about one tael, and just his shabby clothes, ten taels of silver are enough to buy dozens of sets.
Zhuang Mo realized that he was being blackmailed by the other party, and slowly tensed his face, staring coldly at Yang Dong without saying a word.
"What, you pock-faced ugly man, want to play tricks on me? I'm going to blind you!" Yang Dong laughed angrily, with anger rising in his heart, he raised his leg and kicked Zhuang Mo.
Zhuang Mo was suffering from seasickness. He was dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and his strength had been cut off by 70 to 80%. Although he could barely maintain his posture, Yang Dong easily broke through his defense and kicked his huge body in the chest.
He rolled backwards and fell more than ten feet away, lying in the middle of the street, unable to get up for a while.
"good!"
"Well played!"
"kill him!"
Most of the onlookers were pirates, but the world was not in chaos. Seeing Yang Dong take action, everyone burst out with shocking cheers as if they had been given blood.
Yang Dong knocked away a burly northern man with one blow. He couldn't help but feel proud on his face. He cupped his fists and raised his fists to the crowd on the left and right. He walked over and stepped on Zhuang Mo's face and crushed him hard, as if he wanted to trample him into the ground.
Only then did he give up, and said with a ferocious smile: "How much is ten taels of silver? Let me tell you, a person like this on the sea, not only has to take out twenty taels of real gold and silver, but also kneels down and kowtows to apologize. Throw your mother in! Don't bother to ask.
Who are we waiting for? I have never seen anyone who dares to play tricks with us on this mountain and sea."…
Zhuang Mo was trampled to a pulp, his nose was bleeding, and his eyes were suddenly red. He raised his left and right hands to grab Yang Dong's legs, and pulled them outward violently. Yang Dong was underestimated and fell to the ground like a green onion.
Huang Chen frowned slightly. Pirates have too much energy. There is nothing wrong with fighting, but it would be bad if one's own side suffers a loss. He nuzzled to the left and right, gesturing for them to come up and help Yang Dong get out of trouble.
Zhuang Mo turned over and sat on Yang Dong, raised his iron fist and punched him hard. Yang Dong punched him with his arms folded on his face, only to feel the pain in his arm bones, and the opponent's second punch was about to fall. Fortunately, Huang Chen sent
Several helpers arrived in time, pulled Zhuang Mo down, surrounded him, punched and kicked him.
Zhuang Mo held his head tightly, and while enduring the rain of punches and kicks, he calmly thought about how to escape. Just now, he deliberately paid attention to his surroundings. Judging from the reactions of the onlookers, most of them knew this group of people, and
He acted very fearful, especially the young man wearing a weird shorts and trousers not far from Yang Dong. Everyone looked at him with awe. Zhuang Mo speculated that he might be the heir of a certain tycoon in the sea, and he was surprised in his heart.
He came up with the idea of kidnapping Huang Chen.
Zhuang Mo was about to take action when Huang Chen's cool voice sounded: "Okay, it's enough to teach him a lesson. There's no need to beat people to death. Just stop."
The people who took action stopped after hearing this, but Yang Dong didn't want to give up. He walked to a companion and took out the sword from his waist, and was about to move forward and chop Zhuang Mo to death. Zhuang Mo also quietly touched his bag and held it.
Short knife handle.
"I said, stop." Huang Chen's cool voice sounded again.
Yang Dong's body stiffened, his feet became as heavy as mountains, and it was difficult to step forward. His long and narrow eyes stared at Zhuang Mo who was a few steps away with unwillingness. He turned around and begged Huang Chen: "Captain, please let me kill this person, otherwise
I can’t calm down.”
"Ship owner?" Zhuang Mo secretly peeked at Huang Chen and realized that he seemed to have made a mistake. He was by no means as simple as the heir of a wealthy man.
Huang Chen said: "He is from the north, he is not suitable for the waves, and most of his abilities have been lost. But even so, are you confident that you can beat him one on one?"
"..." Yang Dong was silent. Until now, his arm bones were still aching, and it was quite shocking to think about it. If Zhuang Mo was at his peak, one blow could seriously injure him.
Zhuang Mo cupped his fist and saluted Huang Chen.
Huang Chen said to Zhuang Mo: "My men's clothes cannot be soiled by you for nothing. Leave three taels of silver behind, and then you can leave."
Without hesitation, Zhuang Mo took out three taels of silver from his luggage and handed it to Huang Chen's subordinate.
Huang Chen nodded slightly and left with his men.
Seeing that the excitement was gone, most of the onlookers dispersed in an instant. Some people stayed and looked at Zhuang Mo with hesitation on their faces. On the one hand, they saw that Zhuang Mo had skills and wanted to recruit them, on the other hand
He was also afraid that Yang Dong would be resentful after learning about it. Yang Dong was not worth mentioning, but he was Huang Chen's confidant. Offending him was no different from offending Huang Chen. No one dared to easily provoke this great pirate Lin.
A young hero who has risen rapidly on the shoulders of eight old men.
Zhuang Mo calmly dusted himself off, found a nearby hotel and walked in. Sure enough, someone followed him in. Zhuang Mo ordered a table of good food and a pot of good wine, and while eating and drinking, he talked to the man and waited for the wine.
With enough to eat, he already knew a lot about Dachen Mountain. Huang Chen was not the son of a wealthy man at sea as he imagined. He went to sea at the age of sixteen and later became a ship owner. At the age of seventeen, he owned three large ships and had hundreds of men under his command.
Huang Chen's experience of killing Lin Balao, one of the few great pirates in Dachen Mountain, was like a legend. In comparison, Zhuang Mo felt that he had lived like a dog for most of his twenty-six years.
The small force Zhuang Mo looked down upon him, and he would only seek refuge with big pirates like Zhou Lao, Yimu Lao, and Lin Qilao. But now there is a huge problem, when will he be able to overcome his symptoms of seasickness? Otherwise, let alone the big pirates,
The little thief didn't even bother to take him in.