by Zhi Bai
Just as he was thinking about this, Gao Di came over with a group of hoodlums from Nanshan Street who were around seventeen or eighteen years old. In a place like Fantasy City, the rules were actually very simple. Whoever was strong enough would live a good life. If this was in the past, how could An Zheng place these small thugs in his eyes? But now that An Zheng saw them, his eyes started to shine.
He was here to give them money.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the thugs outside. These thugs usually had some money stored up in their hands. Although it wasn't much, to a thirsty person, a drop of water was a huge temptation.
"Fuck, that little bastard sitting inside, get the hell out here!"
The leader of the thugs looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a rather strong build and was wearing a fairly sleek brocade robe. However, his materials and craftsmanship were very poor. He was holding a long blade in his left hand. It seemed to be made of ordinary metal, worth at most two taels of silver. While this little hoodlum was cursing at An Zheng, An Zheng had already calculated how much his clothes, shoes and weapons were worth.
"Sigh …" It's not easy to earn some money in this place. "
An Zheng muttered to himself.
Du Shoushou was very nervous, he had never heard An Zheng clearly before. He subconsciously walked in front of An Zheng, blocked An Zheng behind him, and turned his head and said: "I'll temporarily block, you run first."
An Zheng laughed, then stood up and patted Du Shoushou's shoulders: "Skinny, have you had enough hardships?"
"Huh?"
Du Shoushou was startled, he did not understand what An Zheng meant.
An Zheng turned to look at Great Mother Ye, thinking that this woman was indeed abnormal. The thugs outside probably knew that she couldn't afford to offend them, so they didn't dare to barge in. If An Zheng and the others didn't go out, there wouldn't be any danger. However, he would go out sooner or later, and An Zheng still didn't put these thugs in his eyes.
He shoved the sleeping kitten into Du Shoushou's embrace, then walked out of the room in large strides. Du Shoushou reached out and pulled him, An Zheng's shoulders shook slightly.
Seeing An Zheng's unassuming actions, the Great Mother Ye standing behind the counter had a glimmer in her eyes. She had originally wanted to help these two boys, whom she didn't really hate, but after seeing An Zheng's actions of lightly shaking his shoulders, she held back. She wanted to see how this youth would resolve today's matter in the end.
Du Shoushou was obviously extremely afraid, because those small thugs did not have any rules and regulations to speak of. Their actions were dark and ruthless, the group of people in front were like children playing house. But Du Shoushou did not hesitate, after giving the cat to Great Mother Ye, he still chased after An Zheng.
After An Zheng walked outside and looked at the people, there were a total of more than 10 people. Some were holding knives, some were holding sticks, and some were even holding bricks in their hands, allowing An Zheng to find a sense of familiarity with them.
"You are An Zheng?!"
The thug in the lead took a few steps forward with a haughty expression on his face. "I'm the boss of the bully club, Zhang Lei. Do you recognize my face?"
An Zheng laughed: "I'm not your father, and I can't judge your face by looking at it, so there's no need for me to recognize your face."
Zhang Lei was stunned for a moment before he flew into a rage. Ever since he organized dozens of thugs to set up the tyrants' guild, even the people of the nine great bandits started to come into contact with them, hoping that they could all become members of the great kung fu hall. In the past few days, he had been bargaining with the people of the nine great Kou Clans. Only by using his abilities in the hands of the Fantasy City could he get a foothold. As a result, at this moment, he was looked down upon by a young man who looked to be no more than ten years old.
"Zhou An, Zhou Wen, Liu Mob, Wang Dacheng, you guys let this little brat know what it means to have a cheap mouth. Pull his tongue out for me, and then disarm his arms and legs!" Let me see, who the hell dares to care about the people I killed in Nanshan Street today! "
The street was full of people who didn't want to mess with these little thugs. These fellows were like a piece of dog skin paste. Once stuck to them, even if they didn't die, they would at least lose a layer of skin. There were no laws in the Fantasy City, and not many people spoke any reason. Growing up in this kind of environment, these thugs did not take it seriously at all. As for maiming people, it was not like they had never done it before.
"Wait a moment."
An Zheng suddenly waved his hand, and the few people who were rushing over subconsciously stopped. Zhang Lei coldly snorted, "What's the matter? Did he submit? Little bastard, let me tell you, it's too late for you to admit your wrongs. "I said that I would have to pull your tongue out if I had to, but if you are willing to kneel down and kowtow three hundred times, I can consider not crippling your limbs and letting you barely live."
"No, no, no, you misunderstand."
An Zheng smiled and said: "I just want to know, you local ruffians do things without a price, right? For example, how much would it cost to cripple a person's arm, how much would it cost to lose a person's thigh, and how much would it cost to lose a person's life? There should be a similar price, right? I would like to ask, how much is a man like me worth? "
Zhang Lei tilted his head and said, "F * * k, you little bastard actually knows something about it." But let me tell you, a poor bastard like you isn't worth anything at all. Even if you disassemble everything into pieces, the money won't be worth much. In the Fantasy City, if someone bids five silver to kill you, I will pay them all. "
An Zheng turned his head to look at Gao Di. "I thought you had a lot of face, you actually paid five silver coins to hire someone. If you came to find me for revenge and I thought highly of you, since you are courting death, then I will not keep you here any longer. "
He pointed at Gaodi and asked Zhang Lei, "What about him? How much would it cost to kill him?"
Gao Di's face turned red. "Don't be so f * cking arrogant. I'll make things worse for you later!"
Zhang Lei didn't seem to care much about Gao Di. He raised his chin and said, "He's more valuable than you. Kill him for at least 20 taels of silver!"
An Zheng slightly nodded, and said with a very light tone: "You made a mistake with the price... I'm much more valuable than him. "
He had just finished speaking when he suddenly moved forward. The hoodlum named Liu Muddy who was previously at the forefront did not have time to react and was kicked in the crotch by An Zheng. It was true that An Zheng's body looked a little skinny and weak, but it was true that the wind and rain had trained him for many years, so the strength of his muscles could not be underestimated. This kick was extremely fast, and it was vicious enough to destroy the 2 million yuan worth of property that was in Liu Moyu's crotch.
An Zheng stepped on his face, grabbed his arm, and twisted it. Crack!
An Zheng casually flung Liu Mang Zi's arm down: "My offer is much more expensive than yours, you guys account for it yourselves. Thirty taels of silver for a single punch and thirty for a single kick. I'll cripple an arm for fifty taels of silver and a thigh for a hundred taels of silver. Remember this well, I'm going to collect the money in a while. "Oh right, that egg shard was just a free gift from the manager. It's free of charge."
This move gave Zhang Lei's group a fright. No one had thought that the thin and weak An Zheng would actually act so viciously so quickly. But these people were usually ruthless people, how could they be scared by a little child? Zhang Lei scolded, he pointed the blade in his hand at An Zheng: "Kill him for me!"
The hoodlum called Zhou An brandished his iron rod and smashed it towards An Zheng's head. An Zheng stepped forward and used his tiptoes to smash his shoulder into Zhou An's armpit, and with a kacha sound, he removed Zhou An's arm. He took a step back
, grabbed Zhou An's wrist, and twisted. Zhou An's body involuntarily turned around. An Zheng kicked Zhou An's leg, causing him to kneel down.
An Zheng's punch landed on the back of Zhou An's neck, causing him to groan in pain as he fell forward. An Zheng clapped his hands, "I hit this person three times, a total of ninety two taels … Oh, that's not right. With a broken arm and fifty taels of silver, that's one hundred and forty taels. "It's a big job now, I'll give another one to you."
Bang! An Zheng kicked Zhou An's crotch again. Zhou An cried out before fainting due to the pain.
Without waiting for the others to react, An Zheng rushed forward like a cheetah. A fist landed on the throat of the hoodlum named Zhou Wen. A cracking sound could be heard from the man's neck as his vision turned black and he fell to the ground. As he fell backwards, An Zheng reached out and grabbed both his arms, moving them towards his body. Then, he kicked Zhou Wen's chest, breaking some of his ribs.
"Two arms, one punch, one kick, a total of one hundred and sixty taels."
An Zheng casually threw Zhou Wen to the side and then avoided the machete that the hoodlum called Wang Da Cheng hacked down. Instead of retreating, he advanced, bombarding Wang Da Cheng's lower jaw with cannon fire, directly shattering Wang Da Cheng's lower jaw. This punch was so powerful that it actually sent Wang Da Cheng's body flying backwards. Before Wang Da Cheng's body even landed on the ground, An Zheng had already charged into the group of thugs like a cheetah killing its way into a flock of sheep. Every one of his punches was as fast as lightning and extremely precise. In just a few minutes, a large number of people had already fallen on the ground.
Du Shoushou had picked up a brick from the ground and was about to attack, but he hadn't mustered his courage yet. A large portion of the dozen or so aggressive little ruffians were knocked down by An Zheng, leaving behind only the dumbstruck Gao Di and the pale-faced Zhang Lei.
"Do you remember how much money you owe me?"
An Zheng smilingly looked at Zhang Lei and asked. Zhang Lei was so scared that his face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step back.
"It seems like you didn't remember, but I also didn't remember."
An Zheng said: "But it doesn't matter, we will go through the numbers in a while, for such a big business deal, I will give you a discount."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Zheng had already pounced towards Zhang Lei. Zhang Lei cried out in fear as he brandished the long blade in his hand. An Zheng's body leapt forward amidst the blade shadows, accurately dodging the blades that were falling down in a mess, and then, he smashed his fist onto Zhang Lei's lower abdomen. "Ah!" Zhang Lei cried out in pain, as he dropped the blade in his hand.
An Zheng kicked Zhang Lei to the ground once again, then sat on Zhang Lei's chest. While doing so, he picked up a brick from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and then fiercely smashed it towards Zhang Lei's face.
"30 taels, 60 taels, 90 taels, 120 taels, 150 taels …"
Pah pah pah pah pah pah … It made everyone's hearts twitch.
An Zheng who was tired from the beating straightened up and took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth curled. "F * ck your grandpa, your father will annihilate a gang by himself."
Just then, the kitten that was lying on the Great Mother Ye's soft, warm, and sweet bosom yawned awake. It looked outside, and when its eyes moved, it seemed to have a sense of majesty. It jumped out of Great Mother Ye's embrace and quickly ran to An Zheng's side. Then, it climbed up An Zheng's body and squatted on An Zheng's shoulder to look at the injured.
He looked rather disdainful.
Chapter 6 - Unable to Go
Some of them recognized An Zheng and saw that the one who was beating him up was the orphan, who was usually the most submissive of them all, and didn't even dare to walk straight. The person who recognized him was even more shocked, he never would have thought that An Zheng would become such a different person after not even seeing him for a day. Was this really the An Zheng who, even after being beaten up, dared not to retaliate while squatting down and hugging his head?
Zhang Lei's face was covered in blood and looked severely injured. His entire face was badly mutilated. He reckoned that even if his wounds healed, his face wouldn't look any worse. Towards these local thugs who would usually pretend to be vicious and bully honest people, An Zheng felt an uncontrollable disgust from the depths of his bones. This was also the moment when he needed a place to rest. When he was in his prime, a casual wave of his hand would be able to destroy these people into ashes.
With his hateful and vengeful character, these people wouldn't even be left with a scrap before getting hurt.
"Do you remember how much money you owe me?"
An Zheng kicked Zhang Lei who was completely terrified, and asked. Zhang Lei was like a dead pig on the ground, unable to even move. He wanted to answer, but half of his face had been slapped into a bloody mess, and he couldn't open his mouth.
Seeing that he could not answer, An Zheng bent down and looked at him: "Even if you owe me 500 silver, alright?"
Zhang Lei's eyes flickered, clearly not wanting to say anything. Seeing An Zheng raise the brick in his hand, he immediately nodded with all his might. An Zheng acknowledged him, then walked over to the first thug, the one to be beaten up, and asked: "Do you remember how much money you owe me?"
How could Liu Yunzi dare to say that he didn't know. He hurriedly replied while trembling, "I remember …" "I owe you one hundred and forty silver taels."
An Zheng sighed: "One hundred and forty silver, forget it... I don't want the spare parts either. "
Liu Moli's eyes were filled with joy: "Thank you! "Thank you!"
Then, An Zheng bent down, and with a kacha sound, broke Liu Mubai's leg, "One thigh is 50 taels, you owed me 140 taels just now, and now that's 190 taels, you can charge me a hefty sum. Even if you owe me 200 taels, this price is still fair right?"
Liu Mubai howled in pain like a pig being butchered. How could he dare to say no? He could not hold back the pain and nodded. He also did not know how he had scolded An Zheng. An Zheng was too lazy to bother with him, he slowly walked over to the second thug, Zhou An, and asked: "What about you, do you remember how much money you owe me?"
Zhou An crawled back in fright, crying as he crawled, "Uncle, I beg of you, just tell me how much I owe you, don't hit me …" Liu Mu Zi owes you two hundred silver taels. Can I also owe you two hundred silver taels? "
An Zheng nodded his head in satisfaction: "Alright, since your attitude is not bad, let's say that you owe me two hundred silver. However, as a sincere person, I hate to take advantage of others. You said you owe me two hundred silver, but I haven't hit you enough. If this were to spread out and say that my business is unfair, then who would look for me in the future? "I remember that you owe me a hundred and sixty silvers, so I'll give you a discount …"
With a kacha sound, one of Zhou An's leg was broken by An Zheng.
An Zheng said: "Two hundred and eleven silver, consider it two hundred silver that you owe me. I will not take advantage of you, so I'll give you another ten silver."
He turned to look at the third person, the third hoodlum sat back in fear, his hand groping for half a brick from the ground, and with a flash of brilliance, picked it up and put it on his own face, "Anzhu, I also owe you two hundred silver. I don't need you to give me face, can I make up for the deficiency myself? "What do you think?"
When he asked if he could do it, he smacked the brick against his face with quite a bit of force.
An Zheng saw that these fellows were truly frightened of him, and thought that even if someone offered him money in the future, he would no longer dare to provoke them. According to his usual disposition of exterminating evil, even if these guys were not worthy of his help, he would still kill them all. However, right now, he still did not understand the Fantasy City very well, and he did not want to easily destroy his plan to kill them.
"The leader owes me 500 taels of silver.
The rest of the men owes me 200 taels of silver. That adds up to a total of 3300 taels of silver. When are we going to settle our accounts?"
Before he could finish his words, he saw Gao Di turn around and try to slip into the crowd, but he was stopped by Du Shoushou, who had sharp eyes. Du Shoushou dragged Gao Di, causing him to turn pale from fright. He looked at An Zheng and squeezed out a smile, "An Zheng … Anzhu, you do not remember this lowly person, do not put me in your eyes, just take me as a fart and let me go. "
An Zheng coldly snorted, "Even if I ate shit, I wouldn't be able to fart like you."
He raised his foot and kicked Gao Di's lower jaw. "Originally, I had planned to slowly settle this debt with you. Since you are courting death, I shall fulfill your wish." Other people would basically say that I have one arm and one leg crippled, so I won't charge you a fee. "
An Zheng turned his head to look at Zhang Lei: "I'll leave this person to you. "You owe me three thousand and three hundred silver taels. I will give you three hundred taels for this person. I will only take three thousand taels from you."
Zhang Lei's face was bloody from the slap, but the wounds on his body weren't particularly severe. At the moment, An Zheng was like a death god to him. Although An Zheng was not considered tall, and looked weak and weak, but when he attacked just now, he was like a ferocious ghost, and even if they combined forces, they would still not be his match. As long as An Zheng was still in Nanshan Street, he would never dare to appear in front of him again.
Hearing An Zheng say that, Zhang Lei nodded his head with all his might and said unclearly: "Don't worry Anzhu, leave this matter to me."
An Zheng nodded his head: "Go, take the money, these people are here for the time being, go find someone to bring back the silver, the silver can be used to redeem the people. I'm a fair man, take two hundred taels and take one with you. "However, if I hear that you went to someone else's house to steal their money or force them to give you money, I guarantee that you won't live to see the light of day."