Chapter 7: Cruel

"Poor people like us can no longer afford horses.

Stealing horses from powerful people will not only hurt you, but will also affect the people in our village.

The village chief missed you because you were young and ignorant. I just asked you to surrender the horse first, interrupt your hands and make a small punishment, and then take you to the door to apologize. I hope the other person will forgive you for knowing what is wrong You, spare your life.

But you're better. Not only do you not understand the kindness of the village chief, but you also dare to insult the village chief. It is not important for you to die yourself. Do you want to put our entire village to death? "

The crowd behind Yang Dexian came out and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi came out loud.

Shi Feng has some impression of this person. He is one of the very few people in Xiuling Village who has read books and knows Chinese characters.

If he really said that if he was still Shi Feng before and he accidentally got a horse, he would lose his hands.

The loss of both hands is equivalent to the loss of the ability to live. There are mothers in bed who are seriously ill and young sisters. The consequences are unimaginable.

Perhaps because of these people's conjecture, they set themselves, their mother, and their sisters starved to death.

Thinking of this, Shi Feng's face became increasingly gloomy.

There was a "snap", and the low fence was knocked over by six strong men, and then they rushed into the courtyard and continued towards Shi Feng.

"Six fools!" Shi Feng stepped forward without stepping back.

"The villagers of Xiuling have always been simple and honest, and never had a theft like Shi Feng. This matter must be severely punished, and he will be killed for a while." Yang Dexian chuckled in the back, in his eyes, Shi Feng was already half dead !!

Those who dare not put themselves in their eyes, this **** in the village is still the first, without hitting a half-dead, it is difficult to calm the evil in my heart.

"Ah!" The scream rang, listening to how pleasant Yang Dexian's ears were, and the corners of his mouth slowly aroused with the scream.

Immediately after, Yang Dexian reacted incorrectly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The screams continued, Yang Dexian saw that the six burly figures were flying backwards, flying towards himself.

"Oh!" Six dull sounds like the sandbags fell to the ground. Yang Dexian saw that the six strong men who had just rushed past were lying in front of himself at this moment.

"Ah! Hand, my hand is broken!"

"Ah! My hand is broken!"

...

The six lay on the ground mourning, as if in pain, crying together.

Looking at the stone maple in front of him, his body was completely intact, and he could not see the appearance of fighting with anyone.

At this moment, he was walking forward step by step.

"This ... how could this be ..." This result greatly exceeded Yang Dexian's expectation. He looked blank and had not responded for a moment.

"Ah! No!" Yang Dexian suddenly woke up, he found that Shi Feng was getting closer and closer to him, and he could reach him in just a few more steps.

Looking at this immature and delicate face, this time it was Shi Feng's turn to hang her mouth, and her face was full of fun.

Yang Dexian backed in fright, turned around and shouted at the people behind him: "Hurry up, catch him quickly, don't catch him and come to apologize to others, it will kill everyone in our village!"

The villagers behind Yang Dexian were also stunned by the scene that just happened. These six brave men working all over the world, were actually brought down by the boy of the Shi family within a few breaths.

Yang Dexian yelled and let them recover from shock, but who dare to go up at this moment, six strong men were knocked down in a few breaths, and the remaining twenty or more of them might not be able to rush up together Fortunately, even if you can win, who dares to rush up first?

Shi Feng fiercely dared to interrupt the men who rushed up. They were all crop reapers, they were the pillars of the family. Without their hands, what should crops do? What about fields? What about parents, wives and children?

Yang Dexian saw that no one came forward and yelled at them: "What? Do you not even listen to my words now? It's not right that I belong to this village ..."

Yang Dexian spoke only halfway, and suddenly found that his throat was tight, and his throat was being held by a strong hand.

Turning his head in horror, along the arm, he saw the young, ironic face again.

"You ... let me go ... I'm the village head of Xiuling Village, you can't be rude to me!" Yang Dexian yelled at Shi Feng.

"Hehe, isn't it?" Shi Feng grinned and lifted his right hand upwards, lifting Yang Dexian from the ground.

"Ah! Uh! Uh!" Yang Dexian's old face turned red, looking very painful and uncomfortable. His feet kept kicking in the air. His hands grasped Shi Feng's wrist tightly. Pulled away from his neck, but Shi Feng's hand clamped his neck like a large iron pliers, the tighter he tightened the more he pulled.

"Eh! Uh!" Yang Dexian kept moaning in pain and discomfort, as if he was about to die.

Although he looks pitiful now, Shi Feng will never pity the old man, staring at Yang Dexian and saying coldly: "When you want to interrupt my hands and hit me half-dead, you should Get ready to be beaten to death. "

After Shi Feng said, she threw her right hand down and slammed Yang Dexian on the ground fiercely.

"Cough ... cough ..." Yang Dexian was lying on the ground, his filthy face was full of wolverines, and he coughed violently. He thought that the nightmare was over, his hands had just stretched his body to half, his back suddenly Pain, like being hit by a hammer.

"Ah! Vomit!" A scream of howl echoed, Yang Dexian's throat was blocked, a mouthful of bright red liquid spouted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the body that had just been lifted back down again.

Shi Feng stepped on Yang Dexian's back, sneer and said, "I haven't beaten you to death, I haven't interrupted your hands, do you think this is over?"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

There was a sound of breathlessness blowing in the front, and more than twenty unharmed villagers looked at each other, and they all saw fortunately from the other side's face, fortunately, they had not urged to rush up before.

No one would have thought that this looks like a skinny Shijia kid, usually quiet and quiet, looks more honest, even so sturdy, so cruel.

"Click!" Then, a crunch sounded in the silent night, and everyone's hearts twitched violently, "Ah!" Then again, Yang Dexian's pig-like scream rang again.

Just now people saw that Shi Feng raised her foot and stepped on the arm of Yang Dexian's right hand. The crisp sound just now was the sound of Yang Dexian's bones breaking.

The night wind was blowing, and people felt that their backs were cold and covered with hair.

"Click!"

"what!"

The same voice echoed in the night again, many people covered their ears with both hands, and could not bear to listen any longer.