It was the first time he came to the black market. After mastering the rules here, Yi Chuanzong opened up and bought a lot of tickets.
The tickets given in the relief fund were really too few, so he only had a luxury once when he entered the city. The usual tickets were only about four taels in total, and this half month was about eight pounds of tickets.
There is more food and wine, but the remaining gas stamps, cigarette stamps, fish stamps, and cloth stamps are pitiful.
After wandering around the black market and spending about ten yuan, he had all his tickets. At least he not only had money, he also had tickets. Only with tickets could he buy things outside.
Yi Chuanzong wandered away from the black market. He had not noticed it before, but he did not expect that there was a black market stall in front of his home. I can only say that the trip was well worth it.
As soon as he entered an alley, Yi Chuanzong frowned. Just now he heard a sound behind him, but he didn't pay attention. The road did not belong to him, and it was normal for others to pass by.
But after walking for a short distance in this alley, the people behind me were still following me. It was a bit strange. Could it be the person who sold the guy before?
Yi Chuanzong stopped and drank softly, "Dear friends, it's so clean at night, so there's no need to hang around in the back."
There was a rustling sound, and he saw people coming up quickly from behind. The person in front of him was holding an oil lamp. Thanks to his night vision, his vision was slightly stronger than that of a normal person, and he could barely recognize this person.
The guy holding the oil lamp was the stall owner from whom he bought food stamps for the first time.
The eight or nine people behind him directly surrounded him, and all of them looked slightly stronger.
Yi Chuanzong frowned. Where there is light, there is darkness, but this is the Forty-Nine City. Are these people desperate for their lives?
He cheered up and shouted softly, "Everyone, what's going on?" In fact, he wasn't very scared. Who in this city dares to steal someone?
The young man holding the oil lamp took two careless steps forward. He squinted his eyes and looked at it and said, "Brother, did you buy a lot of things today?"
Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly and replied: "Yes, I bought a lot of things and spent about ten yuan. What? You want to get some from me?"
Now he has observed the people around him. At most, he only has a stick, a brick or the like in his hand, and there are no strange weapons. Let alone ten people, he will not be afraid of twenty or thirty people.
Not afraid.
"Which street do you live on? Do you understand the rules?" A person behind him walked forward angrily, as if he was about to take action in the next second.
Yi Chuanzong frowned. He had a slight impression of this person. He should be the person who set up the stall before. There are people in charge of this black market stall? Who are they?
After some thought to no avail, he said calmly: "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. You and I agree. This is the rule!"
The pupils of the young man holding the oil lamp suddenly tightened. He was such a tough guy, but his body looked familiar.
"You're still justified in not following the rules. Since you dare to come here, I'm going to make your memory clearer!" A person spoke fiercely and joined in, and the people around him followed suit.
The man holding the lantern squinted and thought, it was so dark right now and it was difficult to recognize people. For a moment, he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.
But since he dared to break the rules, he should be taught a lesson, so he didn't stop him.
Yi Chuanzong frowned tightly. He had beaten wild boars before, but he had never beaten this man before.
To be honest, with his current strength, he himself is afraid.
"You really want to take action? If I punch you, I'm afraid I'll have to beg you not to die!"
"How dare you speak so harshly! Come on!"
There was a loud shout from the crowd, and eight or nine people immediately rushed towards the wooden sticks and bricks.
Yi Chuanzong was also annoyed. He actually didn't want to fight with anyone, especially since he had just bought something on the black market. If the matter got serious, he might have to be jailed.
"Peng!"
Before he could decide whether to take action or not, a person behind him had already swung down a stick, and there was a dull sound immediately.
This time it was relatively light. Yi Chuanzong felt his shoulder was a little numb. It was someone hitting him with a stone, which immediately annoyed him.
"Grandma, I'll give you some face, right?" Gu Yi
With an angry curse, Yi Chuanzong spread his hand and slapped him across the face. With two snaps, he slapped the two people in front of him and staggered for three or four meters without stopping.
He turned around and looked at the guy with the stick, and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying two distances into the air. It was this guy who moved first!
Withstanding the fists of three or four people, he found the guy carrying bricks, grabbed his collar and pulled him over. He grabbed his shoulders with both hands and swung him around half a circle, knocking over three or four people.
.
"Ouch~"
"Ouch~"
Eight people were lying on the ground in a mess, screaming in pain from time to time.
Even if Yi Chuanzong held back his strength, it was like playing with a toy. He was defeated by the people who gathered around him three times, five times and two times. Only one person saw that something was not going to happen and got out of the way in advance and retreated to the side of the young man holding the oil lamp.
.
Yi Chuanzong turned around and looked over with fierce eyes, pointing forward, "It's not bad, I didn't crash directly, I'm a bit loyal. Come on, I'll let you run ten meters first! If you can't run, I'll tell you something.
My rules!"
The flame of the oil lamp kept swaying, and the young man holding the lamp could not hold it steady. At this time, he was completely stunned.
Originally, a group of people surrounded him to keep him safe, but in the end, the strong man in front of him was able to break free even when he was surrounded. That weighed a thousand pounds!
Before he could react, a large group of them were all lying down within a few seconds, and they seemed to be quite injured.
Lianjiazi?
The sticks they held and the way they turned their heads were fake? Didn't this man feel any pain? He could have beaten a wild boar, right?
Wild boar?
The young man holding the lamp had an idea flash in his mind and blurted out, "You are Yi Chuanzong!"
It felt strange to see such a big and tall man before, but he had never seen it before, so he didn't think of it for a while. He only remembered it after seeing this record.
So he quickly said: "Misunderstanding!"
Yi Chuanzong's face had turned cold. It was dark and no one could see clearly, so it was just a fight. He also struck lightly and was not afraid of hurting people.
But now someone recognizes him!
He not only bought food stamps on the black market today, but also beat up people! If these people take revenge, they will probably find their way home!
This made him very upset, his eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he walked forward step by step. Now he had no choice but to convince others with reason!
"Yi Chuanzong! Master Zong! If you have something to say, please tell me! This is a misunderstanding!"
The young man holding the oil lamp stepped back repeatedly, his face full of ridicule.
"Tell me about your grandma!"
Yi Chuanzong raised his fist and rushed forward. Before the young man holding the oil lamp could say anything, a dark figure had already arrived in front of him.
"Ouch!"
"hiss!"
"Master! Master Zong!"
"This is such a misunderstanding!"
"Ouch~"
Screams came one after another, and Yi Chuanzong dragged these people together and beat them.