"It's them. They not only smashed my shop, but also wounded my mouth with a dagger. Oh, it hurts me to death!" As soon as Lao Zhang finished speaking, he grinned in pain, and his appearance was very ugly.
Feng Chen, Su Feifei and the others looked towards the source of the sound, and Lao Li led more than 30 men who looked like hooligans to block the entrance of the store.
"Who are you, you dare to cause trouble on my brother Biao's territory? You don't even know how to spell death!" A middle-aged man with a long scar on his face stepped forward and shouted aggressively: "You guys! Don’t even ask me who this uncle is, just come to my brother’s shop to make trouble, and even hurt my brother, if I don’t leave one of your hands today, I will take your surname as grandpa!”
As he said that, that bastard named Brother Biao slashed at him with a big knife in his hand. Su Feifei picked up Feng Chen and hid to the side, looking at the guards below with displeasure, "Why are you still standing there!"
When Minglan heard that his master was angry, he waved his hand and asked the guards to rush forward to subdue Brother Biao, and the guards captured Brother Biao in two or three strokes. He looked at the people in front of him arrogantly, at most they were young masters with a little rice at home , Thinking of the third prince behind him, his courage suddenly became fatter, "I see that you will not shed tears when you see the coffin, so let me go immediately, otherwise you will have no good fruit to eat!"
Feng Chen looked at the man named Brother Biao coldly, and responded with a sneer: "This king really wants your hand today, let's see what you can do to me?"
Brother Biao clearly felt the air-conditioning of the man in front of him, which made him shiver. He remembered that the fortune teller had told him a few days ago that there would be a bloody disaster in the next few days. Could it be that this young man is really a great person.
"Master, how dare I let you do it. Just leave the dirty work to my subordinates. How can I dirty your hands!" Said, Ming Lan quickly stepped forward, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and quickly moved That Biao brother's arm was chopped off.
"Ah, my hand!" Brother Biao didn't want the guard to chop it off, looking at the bloody right arm, and seeing the arm that should have been hanging on the arm lying quietly on the floor at this moment, He couldn't bear the blow and passed out directly.
When the onlookers saw this scene, they hurriedly dispersed. It was too bloody, but offending Brother Biao, the hawkers in the whole street had a hard time.
"Seventh Prince, now you have made everyone miserable. You have offended Brother Biao, and there is no way for us to survive. Brother Biao has the support of the Third Prince behind him!" Everyone began to condemn Feng Chen and Su Feifei.
"Lao Li, why don't you stop them, it's fine if you offend Lao Li, now it's all right, offending Brother Biao, offending Brother Biao is tantamount to offending the Third Prince, what should we do?" Fat aunt He looked at Su Feifei with a reproachful tone.
Why are these people so ignorant of what is good and bad? Just now they were applauding and applauding, why did they blame them all of a sudden? Su Feifei looked at Feng Chen with guilty eyes, as if saying: "I'm sorry, I caused you trouble again, I didn't know that Brother Biao was backed by the Third Prince!"
"It's okay, I can take care of it, don't worry!" Feng Chen patted the back of Su Feifei's hand and comforted him, "Even if they belong to the third child, I will take good care of you!"