C12 Youth Tang(2)

As the crisp sounds rang out, a strong wave of energy suddenly surged out from every part of Chu Mo's body, surging towards his palms like water ripples.

Chu Mo clenched his fists and gathered the powerful force in his fists. After compressing it, it actually made a squeaking sound, as if it was about to burst out of his fists.

"Since you want to fight, then I'll fight with you to the death!"

Feeling the powerful force in his fists, Chu Mo suddenly shouted out loudly. He twisted his waist and threw a punch, destroying the air in his path as he smashed straight towards Huang Zikun who was attacking him.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the second floor of the shop on the street.

However, the two people in the middle of the fight were already in a bad mood, and they had no intention of "stopping"!

Moreover, their moves were already like arrows that had left the bowstring. Even if they wanted to "stop", it was already too late.

However, they couldn't "stop", but that didn't mean that others couldn't make them "stop"!

Swish!

The sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a figure suddenly appeared!

A hempen-clothed old man suddenly appeared in the middle of Chu Mo and Huang Zikun!

The old man's expression was indifferent as he slowly extended his palm. The wind from his palm rippled and he lightly patted it a few times, and it actually easily dispersed Chu Mo's Fist Strength and Huang Zikun's Palm Shadow.

"Our Young Master said that the two of you should stop, so the two of you should stop for now!"

The old man spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly. He raised his head and looked at the second floor of the shop on the street. There was a Young Man leaning against the window.

The young man was dressed in a brocade robe. A cynical smile hung on his handsome face as he stared at Chu Mo and Huang Zikun with interest. He said, "You two, it's not good for you to fight in the Marketplace like this!"

Hearing that, Huang Zikun frowned and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Me?"

The young man pointed at his own face and laughed. He said, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Tang, and this Marketplace is my Tang family's!"

Tang?

Chu Mo was slightly stunned!

The Tang family should be very famous for being able to open such a large Marketplace. However, Chu Mo's impression was that there was no Tang family in Azure Realm City.

However, Chu Mo did not know, but that did not mean that others did not know.

Hearing Youth Tang's introduction, Huang Zikun quickly cupped his fists and said, "So it's Mr. Tang. I have long heard of you!"

"Young Master Huang is too polite!"

Youth Tang smiled and said, "I hope that Young Master Huang can give me some face today and let this matter go! After all, there are rules in the Marketplace! Once you leave the Marketplace, you can do whatever you want!"

Let this matter go?

His arm was broken, how could he let this matter go?

Moreover, that was the famous playboy Huang Zikun of Azure Realm City!

Whether it was Chu Mo or the surrounding spectators, they all felt that it was impossible for Huang Zikun to let this matter go just because of a single sentence from Youth Tang!

No one would be able to swallow this anger!

However, Huang Zikun really did swallow this anger. He smiled and said, "Since Mr. Tang has already said so, then I won't fight in your Marketplace today!"

After saying that, Huang Zikun turned his head to look at Chu Mo. His eyes were extremely cold as he gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, the Azure Realm City is big. You can kill a few people anywhere!"

With that, Huang Zikun straightforwardly took the "Bamboo Pile" and the other four hooligans and left.

With Huang Zikun's departure, the battle in the area also came to an end. The surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, and the Marketplace returned to its normal state.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Qianqian ran over and looked at Chu Mo with concern. Her voice was slightly anxious.

A smile surfaced on Chu Mo's originally tensed face as he said, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

"It's good that you're fine!"

Qianqian finally relaxed and sighed in relief. She asked, "Then what should we do now? Go home?"

"Why go home? We haven't sold anything yet!"

After saying that, Chu Mo held Qianqian's hand and returned to his stall. After tidying up a little, he started to open his business again as if the battle just now had nothing to do with him.

"This little guy is a bit interesting!"

On the second floor of the street shop, hempen-clothed old man looked down at Chu Mo and said with a faint smile.

Hearing that, Youth Tang asked, "Elder Lin, why do you say that?"

Elder Lin looked at Youth Tang and said, "Is it not because Young Master felt that this little guy, Chu Mo, was a little interesting that you let me make a move?"

Youth Tang shook his head and said, "I just don't want him to be crippled by Huang Zikun!"

"Then Young Master, you are wrong!"

Elder Lin stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "According to the feeling of my attack just now, the Fist Strength of this little guy, Chu Mo, is even more ferocious than the attack of the Young Master of the Huang family. If they were to really fight, the one who would be crippled would not be Chu Mo."

"There's actually such a thing?"

Hearing such an answer, Youth Tang was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at Chu Mo twice.

After a moment of thought, Youth Tang said to hempen-clothed old man, "Elder Lin, go to the Huang family and help Chu Mo get rid of this grudge!"

Elder Lin immediately reacted and said, "Young Master, you want to …"

"That's right!"

Youth Tang nodded, looked down at Chu Mo below, and said, "It's been a long time since I met such an interesting guy. Of course, I can't let him be killed by Huang Zikun so easily, right?"

At this moment, Chu Mo seemed to have sensed the attention from the second floor, and could not help but raise his head, just in time to meet Youth Tang's gaze.

The corner of Youth Tang's mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his face, revealing an indescribable meaning.