Han Dazhuang's movements were fast, ruthless and accurate, and no one could see clearly how he took action.

When everyone realized it, the arrogant and arrogant person who had just carried Su Shitou was already lying on the ground and fainted.

The seven or eight people who followed Mr. Wu swallowed their saliva and all subconsciously retreated.

Mr. Wu couldn't help but take a few steps back, pointing at Han Dazhuang with a pale face, wanting to continue to speak harshly, but his words were trembling:

"Boy, you're dead! Do you know who I am?"

"roll!"

Han Dazhuang didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and just kicked him over.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang.

Mr. Wu, who was arrogant just now, fell farther than the gangster just now.

A storm comes and goes quickly.

Mr. Wu fainted and was carried away. Seven or eight gangsters said harsh words before leaving:

"You wait for me. Our Master Wu is Mr. Wu's nephew. If you dare to beat Mr. Wu, you will die."

The people behind did not pay the protection fee, and they all happily put away the money, feeling that they had escaped.

Those who are kind-hearted came forward and advised, "Girl, don't come tomorrow. Then Mr. Wu is not something that ordinary people can afford to offend."

"Yes, then Mr. Wu is the nephew of Wu Junwai of the East City. This street is a bully. In the past, some people set up stalls on this street and were reluctant to accept Mr. Wu's collection of protection fees. As a result...ah...that's miserable..."

The man shook his head as he spoke, and the other person answered:

"Yes...Miss, listen to our advice, don't come tomorrow. It's better not to come to the town without any trouble. Mr. Wu is not something you can provoke."

"I remember last year, there was an old man who sold candied haws. He was also stubborn. He was unwilling to pay the protection fee. He was interrupted by these people and brought both old men's two daughters back to the house... Two days later, the old men's two daughters appeared in the mass grave. That was so miserable..."

Everyone around said about the old man's affairs, and they all advised Su Hongshan not to set up a stall tomorrow.

The uncle who sold steamed buns also said, "Girl, don't set up a stall in the future. Your husband...ah...is impulsive..."

"Yes, we are all ordinary bosses. We can't be impulsive when doing things, and we have to think about the consequences."

Amid the advice of these people, Su Hongshan, Han Dazhuang and others packed up the stalls.

Su Hongshan bowed and smiled, "Thank you for your concern, don't worry, I won't have any trouble."

After Su Hongshan finished speaking, she pushed the cart away with Han Dazhuang.

But Su Hongshan did not leave the town directly, but instead asked someone to inquire about Mr. Wu's residence, then placed the cart at the intersection, and told Su Shitou:

"You're here watching the cart, I'll take today's piglets and pig heads."

Su Shitou pulled Su Hongshan's clothes and said worriedly: "Sister, I'm sorry, it's all me... If it weren't for my impulse, this wouldn't have happened..."

Su Hongshan patted his shoulder: "Okay, you won't blame you for this."

"But...sister..." Su Shitou was still worried.

My sister finally found a way to make money, but because of his impulse, she could not come to the town to sell soup in the future.

"Okay, I'll go get things, you're here to wait."

After Su Hongshan finished speaking, she stopped stopping and pulled Han Dazhuang away.

Han Dazhuang looked down at Su Hongshan holding his little hand, his eyes sank, stopped and said:

"You guys are all waiting here, I'll just go and get it."

Su Hongshan didn't say anything, but just pulled Han Dazhuang away quickly, but did not walk to the pork shop west of the city, but went to the east of the city and came to the door of a house.

This is the Wu family's house.
Chapter completed!