Chapter 1858: Shave the stick
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An Runiu hides behind Ye Hong with some constriction, with a sorrowful expression: "These people are younger generations in our village.
However, they are lazy and do not want to endure hardships, but instead help to abuse, become the hitter of Mrs. Qiao.
Many women in this live broadcast room were forced into this group of beasts! "
"Well, you are as good as a cow, even standing on the side of an outsider, not afraid of grandma treating you?!"
Qiao Tiezhu glared fiercely at An Runiu.
The people he brought also all smiled ridiculously.
"The village head, I really don't understand you. What's wrong with following Grandma Qiao?"
"That's right, when the whole field is broken all day long, when can we get rich."
An Runiu showed his head from behind Yehong and said angrily: "Fart!
Yesterday, Guan Xiaoshu of Fengyi Group doubled the price to collect our wheat.
If you don't give up those fields, you will be rich! "
Hearing An Runiu's words, Ye Hong's eyes moved slightly, but he said nothing.
The young people in those villages across the street remained disdainful.
"Double? What about ten times? Can it be comparable to the salary Granny Joe gave us?"
"Let me say that the village is getting poorer because of you stubborn old-fashioned stubborn!"
An Ru Newton was suddenly angry with his face.
"Okay, stop talking to them."
Qiao Tiezhu waved his hand and smiled: "Go, give them a few sticks first. I'll see if I pay the village fees!"
The young people twisted their necks, raised the sticks, and surrounded them in a bad manner.
Fifth Qinglan shrugged, pity flashed in his eyes.
Even a powerful Yehong, let alone a fifty-six shrine that she can't see through.
The end of this group of people opposite is almost foreseeable.
Sure enough, before Ye Hong's shot, the fifty-six sword of the Jingu Palace suddenly came out.
"Cang--"
The crisp sword sound suddenly sounded, as if a lightning flashed across the dark corner.
"Huh--"
The sheathing and the sheathing of the knife were almost completed at the same time. If it was not the voice of the sheathing, the person on the opposite side thought that the fifty-sixth palace had never moved.
But at this moment, the sticks in those people's hands were suddenly cut into two pieces.
The break is extremely smooth.
Obviously, all these sticks were cut by the same knife at the same time.
The dozen people suddenly braked suddenly, looking numbly at the short sticks in their hands.
"you!"
Qiao Tiezhu hadn't seen the fifty-six shots of the shrine. He was suddenly scared and his pupils shrank suddenly, and his mouth opened in horror.
The scene, into a strange silence.
"Wow!"
Ye Zhinuo also saw the shrine for fifty-six shots for the first time, and immediately clapped with excitement.
She had always wondered how her grandfather was always with such a zombie-faced foreigner.
Now, there is finally an answer.
Fifth Qinglan's face was more depressed, and his heart was annoyed: Why are there so many masters around this bastard? What year and month can the old lady ride on his head?
Only Ye Hong was not surprised.
Fifty-six shrines, the martial artists of Sakura National Shadow, are as strong as the ancient martial arts warriors of the ancient martial arts kingdom of the Yan Kingdom.
If even this group of ordinary people can't clean up, then it's a hell.
Seeing the group of people standing in a daze at the fifty-sixth place, the shrine shone with impatience.
"Cang 啷", the long knife again unsheathed.
The dozen or so sticks that were cut once again suffered a terrible "shave."
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