#165 - Chapter 165 Peng Zhang

Cheng Feng wasn't the owner of the brokerage, so he silently watched this arrogant person barge into the backyard, yelling in the yard, and waited for the situation to develop.

The visitor wore a gorgeous hat inlaid with jade, and his brocade robe was embroidered with exquisite patterns. A gold belt was tied around his waist, making him look wealthy and imposing.

However, the superficial look on his face and the fleeting lust in his eyes made people doubt his strength.

"I heard that the brokerage recently got a new batch of good stuff, where is it? Where is it?" he shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the brokerage.

A broker quickly greeted him with a smile on his face: "This noble person, you've come at the right time. Our brokerage has indeed recently received a batch of women, all young and beautiful ladies. I'll take you to choose them."

The visitor's face lit up with a satisfied smile, and he followed the broker towards the side room.

Because of the distance and the angle, the man didn't see that there were other people in the deeper part of the yard.

Cheng Feng quietly stayed where he was, ignoring him, and looked at the maid on his own. However, the nearby clerk was a little anxious.

Usually no one came at this time, and the noble person outside the door came, which he feared would ruin things. He had just taken the guest's money, and it wasn't appropriate to urge him now.

Cheng Feng didn't know the inside story, and leisurely looked around. He had already seen the women in the side room, and there was nothing surprising.

The women at home were all beautiful, and with the addition of martial arts training, their temperament was even better.

Cheng Feng had bought a lot of women, and his vision had become much higher as his purse became fuller.

The women all had different personalities and outstanding looks. Even Cai'er, whom he bought first, had her own advantages, and was even Cheng Feng's favorite advantage.

Cui'er's figure and appearance were among the best of the women.

Cheng Feng's taste had also become much more discerning. Ordinary-looking women could no longer catch the eye of Sect Leader Cheng.

Fortunately, this tael or two of silver wasn't a waste, allowing Cheng Feng to see that this maid's appearance was even slightly better than Cui'er's, and her cold and aloof temperament made people want to ravage her.

There was also a local woman whose appearance was also beautiful, and her temperament was like that of an injured little beast, making people feel pity.

Cheng Feng was also preparing to ask more about them.

The man's shouting came again from outside the yard: "Go to hell, showing this young master this junk. Does he look like he's never seen a woman before? Did you forget that I bought a pair of twins a while ago? Are you afraid that this young master can't afford the money? Bring a better batch of goods."

Cheng Feng was also unsure, and asked about the prices of the maid and the local woman. The maid was expensive, thirty taels, and the local woman was cheaper, twenty-five taels.

Cheng Feng thought it was okay, and directly pulled the two women behind him, preparing to buy them.

Just then, the footsteps outside arrived, and the man's clerk hurriedly said: "Noble person, please slow down."

The young master directly pushed the clerk aside: "Get out of the way, is this young master's skin refinement realm for show?"

Cheng Feng curiously asked the clerk in a low voice: "What's the background of this young master?"

The clerk was also panicked: "This noble person is the son of the Green Bamboo Gang in the south of the city, Peng Zhang."

Cheng Feng thought: "Inflated? Looking at this posture, he's quite inflated."

Knowing who the person was, Cheng Feng didn't want to cause trouble, and thought about taking the two women away.

But he was stopped by a brocade-clad hand: "Wait, you can leave, but the women behind you stay."

Cheng Feng narrowed his eyes: "Young Master Peng, I've already chosen these two women. There should be a first-come-first-served basis in everything, right?"

"You've chosen them? Have you paid for them? Has the official seal been stamped? You don't have anything, you can choose, and I can choose too. Xu Er, do you think that's the case?" Peng Zhang finished speaking and asked the clerk next to Cheng Feng.

Xu Er was also in a dilemma, having just received money from one and unable to offend the other, Xu Er could only remain silent.

Seeing Xu Er lower his head and remain silent, as if he didn't see anything,

Cheng Feng was also speechless, what are you afraid of in your own shop?

Cheng Feng naturally wouldn't give up the women he had set his sights on, and the words "Green Bamboo Gang" weren't enough to make Cheng Feng back down.

Just then, Eight Hundred had also filled the five spots.

Seeing that there was a conflict on Cheng Feng's side, he hurried over.

As the son of the gang leader, Peng Zhang naturally had personal guards, but Peng Zhang didn't like to have guards by his side when choosing women.

Did he need to bring guards when facing a group of weak women? That would make him look weak.

Seeing that his young master was in conflict with someone, and seeing that the other party's guards had run over, the two didn't dare to neglect and walked to the young master's side, acting as guards.

Seeing the five people forming a confrontation, the clerk was afraid that a fight would break out, and Peng Zhang's clerk hurriedly ran to the front yard to report to the shopkeeper.

Peng Zhang arrogantly said: "This young master is not someone who bullies the weak, you just saw them first, but you haven't left this room yet. I see that you only have one guard, let's have our guards fight one-on-one, whoever wins, takes these two women, how about it?"

Cheng Feng was ready to have Eight Hundred take action directly, but that's it?

Looking at Peng Zhang's speech, clear, logical, and orderly, where was the arrogant arrogance from before?

Cheng Feng was confident in Eight Hundred, so naturally he had no objection.

There was an open space in the yard, and Eight Hundred and a burly man behind Peng Zhang stood opposite each other in the open space.

The man bowed first: "I have no choice, please don't blame me."

Eight Hundred was already familiar with Great Zhou, and had also accepted this method.

He cupped his fist and returned the salute: "I understand, we are each serving our own master."

Peng Zhang directly roared: "Regardless of life or death, Wang Hao, attack!"

Faced with Peng Zhang, who didn't make the rules clear and played a trick, Cheng Feng wasn't angry, and just watched quietly, Peng Zhang used his eyes to convey his provocation.

With Peng Zhang's order, the burly man Wang Hao and Eight Hundred instantly pulled apart, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Wang Hao was tall and strong, his muscles like iron, and every step he took on the ground seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Eight Hundred was not to be outdone, his eyes firm, his steps steady, and he didn't show any panic.

The two looked at each other, and Wang Hao launched the attack first. He suddenly rushed towards Eight Hundred with an arrow step, his right fist clenched, and with a fierce gust of wind, he went straight for Eight Hundred's face.

Eight Hundred flashed, cleverly avoiding Wang Hao's attack, and at the same time, his left foot quickly lifted up, and a side kick fiercely kicked towards Wang Hao's waist.

Wang Hao reacted extremely quickly, slightly tilting his body to dodge Eight Hundred's side kick. But he didn't give Eight Hundred a chance to breathe, and immediately turned around, his right fist swung out again, heading straight for Eight Hundred's chest.

Eight Hundred quickly retreated a step, and at the same time, clasped his hands together and pushed forward sharply, colliding with Wang Hao's fist.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the two retreated several steps at the same time. A look of surprise appeared on Wang Hao's face, obviously he didn't expect Eight Hundred's strength to be so powerful, he was at the peak of skin refinement, this was a strong opponent.

Eight Hundred took the opportunity to adjust his breathing, preparing to launch the next round of attack.

The two went back and forth, adding fists and feet, and for a while, dust flew in the yard. The surrounding audience was attracted by this fierce battle, and they held their breath and watched the duel nervously.

As time passed, both men's physical strength gradually decreased.

But it was obvious from the duel that there was a difference in strength, Eight Hundred didn't leave a drop of sweat on his body, and Wang Hao was already sweating profusely.

Finally, in an attack, Eight Hundred found Wang Hao's flaw. He suddenly sprinted, his hands turned into claws and went straight for Iron Mountain's throat.

Although Wang Hao tried his best to resist, he was eventually firmly grasped by Eight Hundred's throat.

Eight Hundred took advantage of the situation to exert force, grabbed Wang Hao's neck and lifted him up, and then slammed him **** the ground. This time, Wang Hao didn't get up and fainted.

Cheng Feng ignored the life and death of the other party's guard, and slowly said to Peng Zhang: "Thank you for your concession, Young Master Peng."

After saying that, he prepared to leave with the three of them, but at this time, another guard behind Peng Zhang drew his knife and stood up: "The young master hasn't spoken yet, and you want to leave?"