As soon as the bald man finished speaking, several strong men in black tacitly dispersed and blocked the exit of the alley.
"Boy, thirty taels was the price just now."
The bald man tilted his head and held out three fingers. "Now, this is the number."
He grinned. "Three hundred taels."
The girl huddled in the corner trembled, and the old woman struggled to say something.
However, he was kicked in the back by a strong man in black and fell to the ground screaming.
Jiang Fa looked down at the thirty taels of silver on the ground, then raised his head at the bald man.
"Three hundred taels?" he asked calmly,
"What, too much?"
The bald man put the wooden stick on his shoulder, took a step forward, and looked at Jiang Fa condescendingly.
"I asked you to leave just now but you refused to leave. Now I want to leave, but it's not that easy. Three hundred taels, one copper less, so you don't want to leave tonight."
The strong men in black behind him burst into laughter, some pulled out short knives from their waists, and some waved long sticks, their eyes full of banter.
Jiang Fa's eyes turned cold.
Without warning, my feet moved,
After Wind-Chasing Steps approached Major Accomplishment, his movement skills were already so fast that it was difficult for ordinary Early An Jin warriors to catch him.
He turned into a blurry gray shadow, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the bald man.
The bald man's pupils suddenly contracted.
He subconsciously wanted to pick up the stick, but as soon as he raised his hand halfway, an iron-like hand clasped his wrist.
Click.
A crisp sound of bone cracking sounded in the alley.
The bald man's right wrist was crushed hard, and he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. When the wooden stick fell to the ground, Jiang Fa's left fist had already hit his abdomen.
This punch only used 30% of the force.
But with Jiang Fa and now Middle An Jin's cultivation level, coupled with the terrifying physical strength, this 30% strength is enough to crack the monument and crack the stone.
The bald man's back suddenly bulged from the punch, like a cooked shrimp, which penetrated his abdomen with force and shattered the clothes behind him into pieces.
He couldn't even scream. His whole body felt like he had been hit by a hammer. His legs flew off the ground and hit the earth wall at the end of the alley.
The earthen wall was smashed into pieces, and the bald man lay in a mess of bricks and stones, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
From the moment he grabbed the bald man's wrist to the moment he punched him away, it only took one breath.
The alley was deathly silent.
The ferocious smiles on the faces of the strong men in black froze at the corners of their mouths, the weapons in their hands were raised in the air, and everyone's movements seemed as if someone had pressed the pause button.
You must know that the bald man is a master of Early An Jin. Even among Black Tiger Gang, he is not weak.
"What a great idea! Let's do it together!"
I don't know who shouted, and the remaining seven or eight strong men looked at me and I looked at you, and they could only bravely rush forward waving knives and sticks.
But the person who just shouted took advantage of Jiang Fa's attention, turned around suddenly and ran out.
Jiang Fa showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, moved his feet, and jumped out like a cheetah, instantly blocking the man's way.
The man looked horrified and was about to speak.
Jiang Fa didn't give him any chance to beg for mercy, and punched him in the stomach, sending the man flying four to five feet away.
At this moment, the attacks from the remaining few people also arrived.
He turned sideways to pass a wooden stick that was coming towards him, put the five fingers of his right hand together, and slapped the man on the chest with one palm.
Mountain-Breaking Stance Penetrating Jin on the third floor came out of his palm. The man's coat on his chest was intact, but a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded from his back, penetrating his chest with force and shattering his lungs.
The man didn't even have time to scream, his eyes rolled up and he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fa turned around and swept his right leg out like a steel whip.
This kick swept the two people rushing from the side, and the two felt an overwhelming force coming from their waists.
There were a series of crisp cracks of broken ribs, and the whole person was swept away, hitting the wall of the alley hard, and passed out when he fell to the ground.
Two more punches were thrown out, and the two strong men who tried to attack from behind were sent flying backwards.
One person knocked over the pile of debris at the entrance of the alley, and the other flew directly out of the alley.
The remaining three strong men finally collapsed.
Someone dropped his weapon and turned around to run. Jiang Fa caught up with him and struck him in the back of the neck with a knife, causing him to faint on the spot.
The other two were so frightened that their legs became weak, and they knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing as if they were pounding garlic, and kept shouting "Sir, spare my life".
From the time the bald man took action until all eight strong men fell to the ground, it only took twenty breaths.
Jiang Fa stood in the middle of the alley, with seven or eight people lying on the ground around him, some groaning, and some motionless.
The moonlight shone slantly in from the alley and fell on him, making the blood stains on the black suit darker and darker.
He walked up to the bald man, knelt down, fumbled in his arms for a while, and took out a yellowed IOU.
He stood up, walked to the old woman, and handed over the IOU.
The old woman took the IOU with trembling hands, and big tears welled up in her muddy old eyes.
She struggled to kneel down and kowtow to Jiang Fa, but Jiang Fa reached out to support her.
"Burn the IOU, take your granddaughter out of here, and don't come back."
The old woman grabbed the IOU, nodded with tears in her eyes, and turned to help her granddaughter who was huddled in the corner.
The girl supported the old woman and walked back and forth toward the alley. When she reached the alley, she suddenly turned around, bowed deeply to Jiang Fa, and then disappeared into the night.
Jiang Fa watched them leave, turned around and walked back to Ma Ping.
Ma Ping was still leaning against the wall, covering his abdomen, his face was pale, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.
"Can you still leave?"
"Yes."
Ma Ping gritted his teeth and nodded. He stood up with the help of Jiang Fa's hand and glanced at the bald man who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
He took another look at the strong man in black who was groaning on the ground,
His lips opened, but he stopped talking.
Jiang Fa didn't say anything and patted him on the shoulder.
He walked to the entrance of the alley and put Xu Feng, who was still sleeping soundly, on his shoulders again, calling for Zhao Chuan to follow him.
Zhao Chuan kept his eyes wide open until Jiang Fa called him and he came back to his senses.
The four of them walked along the main street towards the martial arts school, and the alley behind them fell into dead silence again.
Only a few low moans occasionally came out from the darkness, and were quickly swallowed up by the night wind.