As soon as these words came out, the scar-faced man immediately coughed in embarrassment.
"Ahem, don't worry about that! Boy, I think you're so angry! Is this your first time doing business in the market? Do you know the rules in the market?"
"If you want to do business in the market, you have to hand over 80% of your turnover as protection fees!"
"I made a rough estimate today. You have earned at least 10 million spiritual stones! I will give you a zero and just hand over 8 million spiritual stones!"
Eight million, this is to hand over all the spiritual stones that Jiang He earned today!
Hearing this, Jiang He also laughed: "Haha, I understand, you are robbing!"
A boy on the side rolled his eyes and said coldly: "How can you understand! Boy, hand over the spirit stone and you can get out! Otherwise, you die! Your wife looks very young! Hahaha
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Hearing this, a group of grown men laughed obscenely.
But Yuanyuan hid behind Jiang He in fear, trembling.
"I'm warning you, we are from the Madman Tribe! You'd better not mess around! My father is the leader of the Madman Tribe!"
Yuanyuan said with a trembling voice.
It was okay if Yuanyuan didn't speak, but when she spoke, the eyes of these gangsters also lit up.
"The Madman Tribe? I know! It's just a small tribe! Is this little girl the leader's daughter? Hahaha! Great! Tie him up! Ask the Madman Tribe for spiritual stones! Less than five million spiritual stones.
The stone will not let you go! Hahahaha!"
A group of thugs laughed, rubbed their hands, and approached Jiang He and Yuanyuan step by step.
But Yuanyuan was so frightened that she didn't even dare to raise her head. She clung to Jiang He's body and said, "What should I do now?"
Jiang He gently stroked Yuanyuan's head, looked at the group of tough gangsters in front of him coldly, and said calmly: "I will give you a chance now, a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise, if I take action, you will all die!
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After hearing Jiang He's words, the gang of thugs were stunned.
Then they burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard! Is it just you?"
"Don't you look at how many of us there are? My dear, I think you haven't practiced before, right? You're so thin and tender, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the attacks of my brothers!"
All the gangsters laughed.
At this time, Jiang He shook his head, he had lost his patience!
Raising his hand, there was a snap!
The gangster closest to him had been turned into blood mist by Jiang He's palm!
Not even a whole body was left behind!
This palm stunned everyone present.
The leader, the scar-faced man, even rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong!
"Where's A Zhuang? Where are the others?"
Looking at the boy next to the scar-faced man, he was trembling all over. He pointed to a puddle of meat on the ground and said, "Boss, A Zhuang is here!"
The scar-faced man was also stunned after seeing the puddle of meat on the ground.
He slapped his little brother to death with one palm!
What kind of cultivation is this?
You know, in the restricted area, everyone respects physical cultivation, and it is unheard of to beat someone to death with internal force.
But now, the bloody fact is before him!
"Damn it! Come together! I don't believe that with so many of us, he can be our opponent!"