In fact, Luoyang City is not big or small, and the permanent population is about a thousand people. It was more lively at this time, after all, it was the end of the year.

After buying enough everything, Han Ping's storage bag could no longer put anything. The talkative man didn't show any more, and his whole body was covered with all kinds of things, looking round. The gold coins they plundered from the sixth branch were almost spent.

The two of them swaggered around the market, like crabs crossing the street and swaying across the market. Seeing the two coming, many small vendors closed their stalls directly. They were afraid, especially the round talkative tutor, who was really more bragging than the aunt.

"Brother, look, we have eaten and drunk enough and bought enough. Should we relax now?" The chatterbox said as he leaned into Han Ping's ears, his eyes full of a hint of emotion.

"What?" Han Ping couldn't understand it all at once. "It's that kind, that kind..." The chatterbox began to explain to Han Ping tirelessly. Unfortunately, Han Ping still couldn't understand.

"No, no, please let my granddaughter go!" At this time, an old man's voice came from afar. There were already many people pointing around him. "What's the situation?" Han Ping must have rushed over. The chatterbox was still talking nonstop. Opening his eyes, he found that Han Ping was missing, so he hurriedly chased after him: "Oh, brother, wait for me."

Han Ping pushed aside the crowd and finally saw clearly the situation inside. A group of young men in zither clothes were dragging a tribal woman about sixteen or seventeen years old. The woman struggled desperately, and the animal skin clothes on her body were torn to pieces by the group of beasts, revealing a large piece of snow-white.

An old man next to him fell into a pool of blood after being beaten to death. He was still muttering in his mouth that he had let him go, and grabbed a young man's feet with both hands and let the other party punch and kick.

"This old man is so pitiful! Alas, it's a pity that this girl is going to be ruined by these bastards again." A strong man from a tribe said angrily, but did not lend a helping hand. The person next to him immediately slapped him, suitable for the other party to make a small sound.

"Brother, we." The chatterbox chased after him. Before he finished speaking, he was frightened by the scene in front of him. "Damn, is there a fucking trick?" The chatterbox roared out. The air seemed to solidify in an instant.

Everyone turned around and looked at the messy chatterbox, including a few young people. "Damn, you dare to care about the affairs of the young man? You're so tired of living." A young man arrogantly walked towards the chatterbox, but this time the chatterbox didn't retreat. After all, he was a bandit, so how could he be scared by a little bastard?

Han Ping ignored the little slut who was walking over. He looked at the situation inside with all his attention. Suddenly, the people around him felt a gust of wind blowing. The next moment, a young man appeared in front of the old man and grabbed the fallen dog paws.

This scene scared everyone. Everyone stared at the thin boy in the field. Although he was dressed in a ragged manner, his aura was particularly powerful.

The old man also opened his eyes and looked at Han Ping weakly.

Several young people were not pulling the girl. The girl immediately broke free and ran to the old man crying and bandaged the old man. "Grandpa, are you okay? Don't scare Yue'er, wuwu~" Hearing it made people around him feel sad.

A "bang" sound came. People followed the sound and saw only the young man walking towards the chatterbox being kicked to a stall selling mutton steamed buns by the chatterbox. It happened to be a pot of boiling boiled water. "Ah~" There was a scream like a pig slaughtering came from the market, and a young man rolled in the boiling water. "Bah!" One man spitted on his face: "I deserve it."

"Grandma, the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?" The chatterbox ran to Han Ping proudly: "Brother, how about my kick? I think it's good. Otherwise, you will teach me another day, and the gap between me and you is too big..." Alas, why are the talkative brothers who are so thrilled that they have a sickness again.

"You, you are so brave, you dare to care about our affairs? Who are you until we are?" Finally, a young man reacted and shouted. It seemed that he was the leader of these people.

"What did you say? You are not humans, you are not humans or animals. We all see that, how could you do such a thing that is worse than a pig or dog in broad daylight?" The chatterbox said indignantly, and did not forget to inspire the atmosphere on the scene. "Everyone has also seen that these bastards admit that they are beasts themselves, but I didn't say it..." The chatterbox began to play his silly tongue.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, they are just a group of beasts and a group of bastards, so they should be beaten up." More and more people began to point fingers at them. As the saying goes, the public is in trouble, and looking at this prospect, several people began to panic.

"Don't you just keep silent. Do you believe it or not, I will let you not get out of Luoyang City." The leading young man shouted. This voice really worked. He suddenly woke up the people around him. Everyone kept silent, and the cicada was astonished.

"Oh, it turns out it's a group of dogs who rely on human power." The chatterbox said contemptuously, then walked to the old man and the girl, took out water to feed the old man. Strangely, he didn't tease the girl. It seemed that he could tell the difference. Han Ping thought with peace of mind that he would not have to worry about this guy being **ed by the enemy in the future.

"What are you saying? I'm going to say it again if you have the ability." The leading boy said gritting his teeth, but unfortunately the chatterbox ignored him and helped the old man stop the bleeding.

Seeing the chatterbox ignoring him, the leading young man didn't think he was in a hurry. When he saw the boy grinning with his hands in pain, he said, "Hey, let him go quickly, otherwise we won't spare you." He actually threatened Han Ping.

"Oh, it's up to you?" Han Ping's words must have increased his strength, and the young man's whole body was trembling. Those who insult others will always be humiliated.

"Haha, we can't do it, but what about Luoyang tribe?" The leading young man said proudly, carrying his noble head, booming.

"Oh, it turns out it is Luoyang Tribe, so how do you solve it?" Han Ping asked weakly. Hearing that the other party gave in, the young leader became more and more proud. Luoyang Mountains, Luoyang Tribe was the boss.

"It's very simple. Take that girl over to the young master, then kneel down and apologize, and you can get out." He said, looking at the girl with a wicked smile. He also wanted to make things difficult for Hanping, but seeing that they seemed to be very skilled, it's better to have less trouble than more things.

The people around him looked at the boy giving in and sighed in their hearts, thinking that they were some great person, but they were afraid of Luoyang tribe, alas!

The old man, who was bleeding, grabbed the talker hard and said something in a speech. The girl beside him cried in the rain.
Chapter completed!