Chapter 1858 Shave the Stick

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An Runiu hid behind Ye Hong a little, and said with grief and indignation: "These people are the younger generation of our village.

But they are lazy and do not want to endure hardships, but instead help Zhou to abuse and become Madam Qiao's thugs.

Many women in this live broadcast room were forced in by these beasts! "

"Okay, you are so safe, you actually stand on the side of outsiders, aren't you afraid that grandma will rule you?!"

Qiao Tiezhu glared at An Runiu fiercely.

The people he brought also had a playful smile on their faces.

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

"That's right, when you can make a fortune by tidying up those few broken fields all day long."

An Runiu showed his head from behind Ye Hong and said angrily, "Fuck!

Yesterday, the Fengyi Group's [Guan Xiaoshu] doubled the price for our wheat.

If you didn't give up those fields, you would have made a fortune long ago! "

Hearing An Runiu's words, Ye Hong's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

On the other hand, the young people in the village still remain disdainful.

"Double? What about ten times? Can it match the salary that Grandma Qiao offered us?"

"If you want me to say, the village is getting poorer and poorer because of you old stubborn old people!"

An Ru Niu was instantly livid with anger.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with them."

Qiao Tiezhu waved his hand and smiled gloomily: "Go, give them a few sticks first, I'll see if I can pay the village fee!"

Those young people twisted their necks, raised their long sticks, and surrounded a group of people with malicious intent.

Fifth Qinglan shrugged, pity flashed in his eyes.

A strong Ye Hong is nothing, not to mention there is a Shrine Fifty-Six that she can't see through.

The fate of this group of people on the opposite side is almost predictable.

Sure enough, before Ye Hong could make a move, Jingong Fifty-Six's long sword was suddenly unsheathed.

"Cang-"

The crisp sound of the knife suddenly sounded, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the dark corner.

"Ow—"

The unsheathing and sheathing of the knife were completed at almost the same time. If it wasn't for the sound of unsheathing, the person on the opposite side would have thought that Jingu Fifty-Six had never moved.

However, at this moment, the long sticks in those people's hands were suddenly cut into two pieces.

Where it breaks, it is very flat.

Obviously, all these long sticks were cut off by the same knife at the same time.

The dozen or so people suddenly braked suddenly, their scalps numb as they looked at the short sticks that were half left in their hands.

"you!"

Qiao Tiezhu had never seen Shengong Fifty-six make a move, and his pupils shrank suddenly in fright, and he opened his mouth in shock.

The place fell into an eerie silence.

"Wow!"

It was also the first time that Ye Zhinuo saw Jingu Fifty-six make a move, and immediately clapped his hands excitedly.

She had always wondered why her grandfather always had such a zombie-faced alien by his side.

Now, there is finally an answer.

Fifth Qinglan's face was even more depressed, and she said angrily: Why are there so many masters around this bastard? When will the old lady be able to ride on his head?

Only Ye Hong was not surprised by this.

Shrine Fifty-Six, who is a martial artist of the Sakura Kingdom, is comparable in strength to the ancient martial artists in the ancient martial arts world of the Yan Kingdom.

If even this group of ordinary people can't clean up, that's hell.

Jingong Fifty-six saw this group of people standing there in a daze, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Cang clang", the long sword was unsheathed again.

Those more than a dozen sticks that had been shaved once again suffered a tragic "shaved".