1858: C1858 Raise the Stick

C1858 Raise the Stick

Ann Runiu cowered and hid behind Ye Hong, his face full of grief and indignation. "These people are all the younger generation of our village.

But they are lazy and do not want to suffer. Instead, they help the evildoers and become Madame Qiao's hired thugs.

Many of the women in the broadcast room were forced into the room by these beasts!"

Good Ann Runiu, you are actually standing on the side of outsiders. Aren't you afraid that Grandma will treat you?! "

Qiao Tiezhu glared at Ann Runiu.

The people he brought with him also had mocking smiles on their faces.

"Chief, I really don't understand you. What's wrong with following Grandma Qiao?"

"That's right, that's right. When will you be able to make a fortune by spending all your time on those few paddy fields?"

Ann Runiu looked at Ye Hong from behind and said angrily. "Bullsh * t!

Yesterday, the Fengyi Group's [Guan Xiaoshu] raised the price to twice the price of our wheat.

If you didn't give up on those fields, you would have been rich long ago!"

Hearing Ann Runiu's words, Ye Hong's eyes moved slightly, but he did not say anything.

On the other hand, the young people in the village opposite him still maintained their disdain.

"Double? So what if it's ten times? Can it be compared to Grandma Qiao's salary?"

"In my opinion, the reason why the village is getting poorer and poorer is because of you old stubborn people!"

Ann Runiu was so angry that his face turned green.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense with them."

Qiao Tiezhu waved his hand and smiled sinisterly. "Go, give them a few sticks first. I want to see if they will pay the entrance fee."

The young men twisted their necks, raised their sticks, and surrounded the group of people with ill intentions.

Diwu Qinglan shrugged her shoulders, and pity flashed in her eyes.

It was fine if there was a powerful Ye Hong, not to mention there was a Divine Palace 56 that she could not see through.

The outcome of this group of people was almost foreseeable.

Sure enough, before Ye Hong could make a move, the fifty-six long blade of the Divine Palace had already been drawn out.

"Cang -"

The crisp sound of the blade was heard all of a sudden. It was as if a bolt of lightning had streaked across the dark corner.

"Clang -"

The unsheathing and sheathing of the knife were completed almost at the same time. If not for the sound of the unsheathing, the people on the opposite side would have thought that Divine Palace 56 had never moved.

But at this moment, the longstaff in those people's hands was suddenly cut into two.

The broken part was extremely smooth.

It was clear that all the longstaff were cut in half by the same blade at the same time.

The dozen or so people suddenly braked, their scalps numb as they looked at the remaining half of the short sticks in their hands.1

"You!"

Qiao Tiezhu had never seen Shen Gong 56 make a move before, and his pupils immediately shrank in fright as he opened his mouth in shock.

The scene fell into a strange silence.

"Wow!"

It was also Ye Zhinuo's first time seeing Shen Gong's 56 make a move. She immediately clapped her hands excitedly.

She had always wondered why her grandfather always brought such a foreign person with a zombie face by his side.

Now, there was finally an answer.

Diwu Qinglan's face became even more depressed and she said angrily in her heart, Why are there so many experts around this bastard? When will I be able to ride on his head?

Only Ye Hong was not surprised at all.

As a shadow warrior of Sakura Kingdom, Divine Palace 56, Their strength was on par with Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts of the Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Realm.

If they couldn't even deal with this group of ordinary people, it would be like seeing a ghost.

Seeing these people standing there in a daze, a hint of impatience flashed in Shen Gong's 56's eyes.

With a clank, the long blade was drawn out once again.

Those dozen or so poles that had been cut once again suffered a tragic "shaving speed.

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