"Second Young Master, am I the second Young Master? Hahahaha!"

The boy laughed loudly, got up from Hu's bed, which is a seat similar to a horse stool, and walked forward with a smile.

Behind him, several burly men also walked forward.

In August, although the weather has started to get colder, these burly men are open, revealing their chests with black hair. They hold their arms, stare at their eyes, look ferocious and fierce, and smile at Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen pretended to be fearful and took two steps back.

But he found that the entrance of the alley had been blocked by several gangsters, and the person who brought him here had already run into the crowd, with a sarcastic smile on his face, looking at Yang Shouwen from time to time and let out two smirks.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" The young man flipped his hand and a short knife appeared in his palm.

The bright short knife was shining with a cool look in the sun. He smiled and said, "What do you want to do? What do you think we want to do?"

"You... aren't you Mr. Yang?"

"Hehe, of course I am not Mr. Yang, but you can treat me as Mr. Yang."

"Who are you? How dare you do such a thing in broad daylight and in the bright world?"

"Since grandpa is here, what are you going to dare?" the young man said, and suddenly waved his hand. Two gangsters came to Yang Shouwen's side from the side, reached out and placed his hand on Yang Shouwen's shoulder, and said in a cold voice: "Smart, take out the money."

Yang Shouwen suddenly straightened his back and the look of fear on his face disappeared.

He glanced at the two gangsters beside him, and then his eyes fell on the boy, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Yang Erlang will speak loudly, saying that he has a close friend with you, but he is actually a fool, and you are kept in the dark."

"What did you say?"

Yang Shouwen sighed and said softly: "If it were you, I would stay at home now, instead of causing trouble. You lied to Erlang before, but Erlang did not cause trouble for you, which was already a great face for you. I didn't expect that you wouldn't appreciate it, and you dare to cheat outside under Erlang's name and do evil. Are you not afraid of causing trouble for your father?"

The boy's face changed and he stared at Yang Shouwen.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that it doesn't matter if you want to take advantage of the troubled waters, but you shouldn't be under Erlang's banner."

As he said that, he stepped forward.

The two gangsters didn't understand what was going on. Seeing that Yang Shouwen was about to move, they reached out to stop Yang Shouwen.

It was a while since then, Yang Shouwen suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrists of the two gangsters. The harrier's hand exerted force, and then he heard two sounds of the two gangsters. The two gangsters screamed in pain, and their wrists were twisted by Yang Shouwen's harrier's claws, and they knelt on the ground and shouted repeatedly.

"Gaierlang, you can make a fortune, but you shouldn't use my Yang family's reputation as a stepping stone."

"You...is that Yang Achi?"

A name suddenly flashed through the boy's mind and blurted out.

Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "You know who I am? It's too late!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards the boy.

After a brief panic, the young man calmed down and shouted loudly: "Stop him."

Two burly men behind him flashed to the boy, who hid behind them and shouted: "You go to your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge. Yang Achi, you and I have no grudges, but since you are here today, don't blame me for turning you back to Yang Achi... Why are you standing and beating me! Otherwise we will all be in trouble."

The gangsters were stunned and rushed up.

Yang Shouwen sneered and raised his hand to climb the mountain with a fierce tiger.

He is not as tall as the other party, but he is fast and has amazing strength.

The moment he took action, the burly man standing in front of him even felt that it was not Yang Shouwen in front of him, but a tiger.

With a whistle, the burly man was knocked away and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The other party has many people and powerful people. Yang Shouwen doesn't want to get involved with them, so he just fights against a lion and shows no mercy.

The burly man with nearly two hundred pounds was punched by him.

Before the other party could react, Yang Shouwen paused and let out a tiger roar.

He ignored the other party's fists and feet, paused, twisted his body, and his body seemed to be thrown out of the shell, and hit another burly man hard. He heard the sound of clicking, and the man's ribs were broken by him. After Yang Shouwen succeeded, he did not stop. The moment his feet landed on the ground, he squatted down and picked up the stool that the boy had sat on before. He swept across the thousand troops, turned up, and the stool in his hand flew up.

Bang!

Maza slapped the burly man hard on the chin, causing the opponent's teeth to splatter and his mouth was covered in blood.

In the blink of an eye, the three burly men lost their fighting power. The gangsters who were swarming up were stunned when they saw this situation and stopped in unison.

"My father is a county magistrate of Changping. Who dares to mess with me?"

Yang Shouwen shouted sternly, glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw the person who had deceived him before walking along the corner of the wall to the entrance of the alley, trying to escape. He took two steps, and with a stoop in his hand, he flew out of his hand, hitting the man's back.

The huge force beat the man directly to the ground, screaming repeatedly, but unable to move.

"Don't get out of here!"

Yang Shouwen glanced at the gangsters around him and found that the boy and another burly man had disappeared.

He sneered and suddenly shouted loudly.

After being stunned, the gangsters shouted in unison and fled in all directions.

These guys are easy to bully ordinary people on weekdays, but now, how can they still stay here?

To put it bluntly, it is just a group of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong.

Yang Shouwen is cruel enough to be in charge, and he is Yang Chenglie's son again.

As long as these gangsters still want to make a living in Changping, they dare not be arrogant.

Perhaps, Yang Chenglie doesn’t like Yang Shouwen. But that’s Yang Chenglie’s son after all. If you offend Yang Shouwen, you will offend Yang Chenglie.

What's more, there were three burly men lying underground.

Judging from the tragic situation of the three people, you will know that Yang Shouwen is also a cruel and ruthless person.

If you have strength, identity, and dare to fight for your life... If you gather these three things together, which of the gangsters dares to continue to show off?

Yang Shouwen did not stop the other party, but just watched the gangsters run away coldly.

As for the boy, he is not afraid!

Yang Shouwen already knew his origin. He could run away and could not run away from the temple. Your family business is in Changping, where can you run?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen didn't even look at the three burly men, and walked to the entrance of the alley.

"You're called pomegranate?"

"Young Master, please spare me... My name is Ma Shiliu, it is the number Sixteen, not pomegranate."

The man who had deceived Yang Shouwen before cried and hugged Yang Shouwen's leg, "Young Master, I was forced... It was Gai Jiayun who instructed me. After my uncle left, I had no relatives and no reason in the city, so I could only follow Gai Jiayun to make a living. He asked me to use the name of the second young master to deceive people, and after robbing them all, I would give the villain a bite of food.

There is really no way for villains to…”

"Your uncle?"

"My uncle is a horse harrier, and he used to follow the county magistrate's fast-legged horse harrier."

Yang Shouwen had more or less an impression of the name Ma Yaozi.

It seems that he had been Yang Chenglie's siblings. Last year, because he was old, he retired and returned home. Yang Rui replaced him.

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen snorted, reached out and grabbed Ma Shiliu's collar, and then walked out.

Then Ma Shiliu did not dare to resist. He followed Yang Shouwen out of the alley and quickly followed the street to the gate of the county government.

"Who are you?"

When Yang Shouwen arrived at the gate of the county government, a middle-aged man happened to walk out of it.

He looked older than Yang Chenglie, with a serious look, and stood on the steps with his hands behind his back to stop Yang Shouwen.

"I'm looking for my dad?"

"Your dad?"

The middle-aged man looked astonished, glanced at Ma Shiliu with a bruised nose and swollen face, and said in surprise: "Aren't you Ma Shiliu, Ma Yaozi's nephew?"

"ah?"

Ma Shiliu was stunned and showed a confused expression.

The middle-aged man said, "My name is Lu Yongcheng, and I am the chief clerk of Changping.

What's wrong with you? Do I need to make the decision for you?"

Lu Yongcheng? Changping's chief clerk?

It is the one who doesn’t deal with the county magistrate Wang He, who is Lu Yongcheng of the Lu family in Fanyang?
Chapter completed!