Hearing Brother Snake's startled words, Fourth Master Huang couldn't help but look over and saw a palm-sized yellow gold nugget lying quietly in the palm of Jiang Xiaofan's hand.
He roughly estimated that the gold medal weighed at least one kilogram, which was larger than the average small yellow croaker.
If converted into money, it would be worth hundreds of thousands at least.
Thinking of this, Fourth Master Huang suppressed the greed in his heart and asked with a straight face: "I heard that your fellow man injured the face of the woman under my command? Is this true?"
Jiang Xiaofan saw that they were interested in making money and was ready to wait and see what happened. At the same time, he also wanted to test how much weight this Dragon King Token had in Jinyang City.
So he nodded and said, "This is a problem, but I have already cured it."
"It's not cured at all!"
Brother Snake pulled Da Bo out and winked at her: "Her face is so itchy that she can't stand it. What do you think she's like?"
Da Bo opened his hair and sneered: "I didn't see it clearly in the beauty salon just now. In fact, my face was not cured at all. Now it is itchy and painful. How do you think I can compensate you?"
Jiang Xiaofan looked closely and saw several obvious red marks on the left side of Da Bo's face, located directly under the original red spots.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered: "Hmph, why do I feel like I was slapped?"
Brother Snake's eyes were a little dodgey, and he scolded bravely: "You fart, this is obviously caused by your fellow countrymen using fake skin beauty cream! Hand over the gold nugget in your hand, and we will settle this matter today."
Seeing that they finally showed their true colors, Jiang Xiaofan said confidently: "What if I don't hand over?"
"No one dares to say no in front of me, Mr. Huang." Mr. Huang laughed evilly, raised his hand and waved forward, and immediately a dozen gangsters came forward.
They were all carefree, with an unruly light in their eyes, and they looked a bit menacing.
Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes slightly and slipped three silver needles from his sleeves.
"What are you doing!"
At this moment, a group of migrant workers ran over from not far away and asked Jiang Xiaofan loudly: "Little brother, do you need help?"
There were about seven or eight of them, and their clothes were stained with cement and lime spots. It looked like they often worked on the construction site.
One of them, a man in his forties, was vaguely the leader of this group of migrant workers. He put the half-eaten buns in his pocket and looked at Mr. Huang and others warily.
"No need, I can handle it."
Jiang Xiaofan felt moved in his heart. He was a stranger to these people, but they came forward without even thinking. Nowadays, few people can do this to strangers.
Xie Dazhi glanced at the Dragon King Order in Jiang Xiaofan's hand and reminded: "Little brother, don't expose your wealth when you go out. Put your things away quickly. We will leave here with you."
Jiang Xiaofan understood immediately. The other party thought that Mr. Huang was going to rob him, so he rushed over with his men without hesitation.
He smiled appreciatively and said, "Thank you, brother."
When Mr. Huang saw this scene, he stared at the migrant workers and cursed: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Xie Dazhi felt a chill, but he still held on and said: "What are you doing! I tell you this is an urban area, and you will be arrested if you mess around."
"Capture him?"
There was a sneer on the corner of Mr. Huang's mouth. Who in Jinyang City would dare to do anything to him?
With a wave of his hand, a gangster walked out aggressively, raised his foot and kicked Xie Dazhi hard in the chest.
"Bang!" The gangster kicked Xie Dazhi firmly in the chest. Unexpectedly, Xie Dazhi stood motionless on the spot, and the gangster instead kicked and took five or six steps back.
"F*ck! How dare you cheat on me!" The gangster finally stood firm, his face as red as a monkey's butt.
He had long been drained by drinking and sex, and was no match for Xie Dazhi, who often worked hard at construction sites and built up his muscles.
The gangster took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed Xie Dazhi in anger.
Xie Dazhi suddenly panicked. He had originally just used fists, but he didn't expect that the opponent actually had a dagger. He was just an honest farmer and had never seen such a battle before. In desperation, he raised his arms to protect his head.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofan took a step forward, and the Dragon King Order flew out in his hand.
Xie Dazhi waited for a while, but the expected pain did not appear. He put down his arm in confusion and looked around, only to see the gangster lying on the ground twitching, with the outline of a brand swollen on his face.
The Dragon King Token in Jiang Xiaofan's hand was lying quietly next to the gangster's face.
"Little brother, did you hit someone with gold?"
Xie Dazhi reacted and cried out in pain: "I'll get it for you."
As he said that, he ran towards the Dragon King's order.
Upon hearing this, the gangster got up from the ground, grabbed the Dragon King's Token and ran to Fourth Master Huang.
"Hey, Fourth Master, I'll grab it as soon as possible." The gangster covered his aching face and forced a flattering smile.
"This is not your thing!" Xie Dazhi shouted hurriedly.
"It's really a good thing. The texture is so beautifully polished..."
Fourth Master Huang took the Dragon King Order and looked at the delicate sign greedily. He turned the gold medal over to the other side, and suddenly his body trembled as if struck by lightning.
Brother Snake and others didn't know what was going on, so they approached Fourth Master Huang and asked softly: "What's wrong, Fourth Master?"
Fourth Master Huang froze on the spot, his body motionless.
Brother Snake carefully glanced at the gold medal and muttered in a low voice: "The characters are a bit weird, Dragon... King... Ling, what is the Dragon King Ling?"
As soon as Brother Snake's words came out, the faces of Fourth Master Huang's thugs changed drastically.
Brother Snake frowned and said, "Why does it feel a bit familiar? The Dragon King's order...Gah!"
Before he finished speaking, Brother Snake swallowed back the rest of his words like a duck being pinched by the neck. He felt a chill all over his body and looked at Dragon King Ling in disbelief.
At this time, Fourth Master Huang's body was trembling slightly. He raised his head and asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you? How come there is the Dragon King Order?"
As expected, they knew Dragon King Ling.
Jiang Xiaofan verified his guess and said with a sneer: "This is how you reacted when you saw the Dragon King's order? Dare you question me?"
When Fourth Master Huang heard this, he fell to his knees with a plop. The gangsters behind him knelt down and bowed their heads deeply to Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan looked confused. Mr. Huang, who was arrogant and domineering just now, suddenly turned into a docile little sheep.
Is the Dragon King's Order so powerful?
Jiang Xiaofan thought for a while and guessed that it had something to do with the Dragon King's methods. It seemed that Wei Pingyang was right, the Dragon King was the out-and-out king of underground forces in Jinyang City.
Fourth Master Huang lay on the ground and said in panic: "Dragon King, I was wrong! I am blind and should not question your identity. Please forgive me!"
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's silence, Fourth Master Huang gritted his teeth and knocked his wrist to the ground, only to hear a click and it was dislocated.
Brother Snake turned pale with fright. He followed closely and dislocated his own wrist. The other gangsters followed suit, and for a while, there was a series of crisp sounds along the river.