People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 107
It was the first time he came to the black market, and after mastering the rules here, Yi Chuanzong opened up and bought a lot of tickets.

The tickets given in the relief fund are really too few. He only spent one time extravagantly when he entered the city. The usual tickets are about four taels in total, and this half a month is about eight catties.

There are more food and wine, and the remaining fuel tickets, cigarette tickets, fish tickets, and cloth tickets are pitifully few.

After wandering around in this black market, after spending a dozen or so yuan, he got all the tickets on his body. At least he not only has money, but also has this ticket, and he can only buy things outside if he has a ticket.

Yi Chuanzong staggered away from the black market. He didn't notice it before. He didn't expect that there was a black market stall in front of his house. It can only be said that the trip was worthwhile.

As soon as he walked into an alley, Yi Chuanzong frowned. He heard a voice behind him just now, but he didn't pay attention to it. This road is not his, and it is normal for others to pass by.

But after walking a short distance in this alley, the people behind are still following, which is a bit too strange. Could it be the person who sold the guy before?
Yi Chuanzong stopped and sipped lightly, "My friends, it's so clean at night, you don't need to stay behind."

There was a rustling sound, and he saw the people behind walking up quickly. The person in front was holding an oil lamp. Thanks to the ability of night vision, his vision was slightly better than normal people, and he could barely recognize this person. The guy with the oil lamp was the stall owner who bought food stamps for the first time.

The eight or nine people behind directly surrounded him, and each of them looked a little stronger.

Yi Chuanzong frowned, where there is light, there is darkness, but this is a forty-nine city, these people are dying?
He cheered up and let out a soft drink, "Everyone, what's wrong with this?" He wasn't really scared in his heart, who would dare to pick a guy in this city?
The young man with the oil lamp in his hand walked two steps forward, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother, did you buy a lot of things today?"

Yi Chuanzong nodded lightly, and replied: "Yes, I bought a lot of things and spent about ten yuan. What's the matter? Want to get some from me?"

Now that he has observed the people around him, he only has a wooden stick, a brick, etc. at most, and there are no strange weapons. Let alone ten people like this, even if there are twenty or thirty people, he will not afraid.

"Which street are you from, do you understand the rules?" A man behind took a few steps forward angrily, as if he was about to strike in the next second.

Yi Chuanzong frowned, he had a little impression of this person, he should be a person who set up a stall before, is there someone in charge of this black market stall?Who are they?

After some thought to no avail, he calmly said: "Pay with one hand, and deliver with the other, what you like and what I want, this is the rule!"

The pupils of the young man holding the oil lamp suddenly constricted. He is such a tough guy, and his body looks familiar.

"You're justified if you don't follow the rules. Since you dare to come here, I'll improve your memory today!" A person spoke fiercely, and the people around him followed suit.

The person carrying the lantern squinted his eyes and was still thinking, it was pitch black and it was hard to recognize people, he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was for a while.

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.

To be honest, with his current strength, he is even afraid.

"Are you really going to fight? If I punch you, I'm afraid I'll have to beg you not to die!"

"How dare you speak hard! Come on!"

There was a loud shout from the crowd, and immediately eight or nine people rushed towards the sticks and bricks.

Yi Chuanzong was also annoyed, he really didn't want to fight with others, especially since he had just bought something in the black market, if things got serious, he might have to get into the shop.

"Pong!"

He hadn't decided whether to act or not, a person behind him had already swung a stick, and there was a dull sound immediately.

This time it was relatively light, Yi Chuanzong felt his shoulders a little numb, it was someone hitting him with a stone, which annoyed him instantly.

"Grandma, I've given you a face, haven't I!"

With an angry curse, Yi Chuanzong slapped him with his hands outstretched, and with two slaps, he slapped the two people in front of him, and he 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 with one leg, and he flew two distances in the air, it was this guy who made the first move!
Facing the fists of three or four people, he found the guy carrying the bricks, grabbed his collar and pulled him over, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and swung around half a circle, overturning three or four people immediately .

"Ouch~"

"Ouch~"

There were eight people lying in disorder on the ground, howling in pain from time to time.

Even if Yi Chuanzong held back his strength, it was like playing with a toy, and he was overthrown by the people surrounding him. Only one person got out of the way early and retreated to the side of the young man with the oil lamp .

Yi Chuanzong turned around and looked at him fiercely, and pointed forward, "It's okay, I didn't jump directly, I'm a little loyal. Come on, I'll let you run ten meters first! If you can't run, I'll tell you My rules!"

The flame of the oil lamp kept flickering, and the young man who was holding the lamp couldn't hold it steady. He was completely stunned at this moment.

Originally, a group of people surrounded him steadily, but the strong man in front of him was able to break away from the surrounding, that was a thousand catties!
Before he could react, a large group of them lay down in a few seconds, and it seemed that they were not seriously injured.

Practitioner?
The sticks and turning heads they hold are fake?Doesn't this person feel pain?I'm afraid even wild boars can fight, right?

Wild boar?

A flash of inspiration flashed in the mind of the young man with the lamp, and he blurted out, "You are Yi Chuanzong!"

It was strange to see such a big and tall man before, but he had never seen it before, and he didn't think of it for a while, and he remembered it only after seeing this record.

So he quickly said: "Misunderstanding!"

Yi Chuanzong's face had already turned cold. He was so ignorant that no one could see clearly, so a fight was fine, and his strikes were relatively light, and he was not afraid of breaking people.

But now someone recognized him!
Not only did he buy food stamps on the black market today, he even beat him up!If these people in the back take revenge, they may find their homes!

This made him very upset, his eyes could not help flickering, and at the same time he walked forward step by step, now he has no choice but to convince others with reasoning!

"Yi Chuanzong! Zongye! If you have something to say, speak up! This is a misunderstanding!"

The young man with the oil lamp backed away again and again, his face full of smirks.

"Say your grandma!"

Yi Chuanzong raised his fist and rushed forward. Before the young man with the oil lamp could say anything, a black shadow had already arrived in front of him.

"Ouch!"

"hiss!"

"Grandpa! Zongye!"

"What a misunderstanding!"

"Ow~"

There were screams one after another, and Yi Chuanzong dragged these people together to beat them.

(End of this chapter)