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Chapter 672

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I caught a cold, had a headache, and felt cold all over. However, I've finally finished typing this chapter. Sugar Water Club thought that there were at least three to four hundred readers who supported this book and Sugar Water Club. I'm waiting for Sugar Water Club to update. Thank you to all the readers who liked this book and supported Sugar Water Club!

Brother Knife didn't show any fear as he looked at the twenty or so farmers surrounding him. Instead, he had a sinister smile on his face as he narrowed his eyes and said, "What, you country bumpkins want to fight with me?"

"We don't care if you want to pay up, but you can't bully us like this. Get out of our Bay Village!"

"Yes, get out of our Bay Village!"

"Get out of our Bay Village!"

The villagers were united as they shouted at Brother Knife and the others in unison. It was a spectacular scene. $f,.

"Haha, good, very good. It's been a long time since I met someone who dared to stop I. Today, I will let you country bumpkins see blood!" Brother Knife sneered as he slowly pulled out the machete he had just put in.

These gangsters were a bunch of scum who bullied the weak and feared the strong. If they were asked to fight with others, they might be afraid, but bullying these unarmed villagers was what they were best at.

Hearing Brother Knife's words, a sinister smile appeared on the faces of the other hoodlums. They pulled out their machetes and iron rods and looked at the villagers around them viciously.

"All of you, attack! Let these country bumpkins have a taste of their blood first!"

"Ka! Ah! My hand, my hand... "

As soon as Brother Knife finished speaking, a scream and the sound of bones breaking came from the side. Brother Knife turned around and saw one of his brothers screaming while holding his hand. The iron rod in his hand was already on the ground. In front of him was the young man who just saved Chu Yaozong, Ye Xuan.

As for why Ye Xuan suddenly made a move, it was entirely because that hooligan suddenly swung his iron rod towards the head of a peasant woman beside him after Brother Knife finished speaking. He had no scruples at all.

If he were to be hit, his head would definitely be broken and bleeding.

"Kid, did you do it?" Brother Knife stared at Ye Xuan with a dark face as he slowly walked over.

"Obviously!" Ye Xuan curled his lips. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then die for I!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Brother Knife suddenly made his move. The machete in his right hand chopped down at Ye Xuan's head with the speed of the wind.

Seeing that the machete was about to hit the kid's neck, Brother Knife's eyes flashed with killing intent. He might as well kill this brat first and then let the villagers bleed. Let's see if they still dare to be arrogant towards him. How could he, Brother Knife, be afraid of these country bumpkins?

"Ah, be careful …"

Seeing that the knife was about to hit Ye Xuan, a few timid women at the side immediately closed their eyes in fear. They couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent. He suddenly stretched out his left index and middle fingers, ignoring the sharp blade as if it was nothing, as if he was picking up a blade of grass. He gently held the blade between his fingers.

"What?" Brother Knife's pupils constricted. The machete in his hand seemed to be clamped down by an iron clamp. No matter how much strength he used, he couldn't move it at all.

Looking at Brother Knife who was using all his strength to pull out the machete between his fingers, Ye Xuan slightly shook his head, then quickly kicked Brother Knife's knee.

Crack!!!

There was another sound of bones breaking.

"Ah, my leg, my leg …" The arrogant Brother Knife hugged his leg as he fell to the ground, his voice extremely mournful.

Ye Xuan was displeased to see that this Brother Knife was so ruthless and ruthless that he wanted to kill the moment he attacked. He used half a bit more force and directly crippled one of his legs.

Crippling one of his legs wasn't just breaking his leg. Ye Xuan's kick just now had directly shattered his kneecap. Not to mention the current medical skills, even after a few decades, this was still unsolvable. Brother Knife's leg was destined to be crippled, and with his leg crippled, perhaps with Brother Knife's character, there would be people coming to him for revenge. Many people would come to him for revenge. This would save Ye Xuan the trouble of killing people. After all, it was illegal to kill people in Macau, and he had just arrived here. He didn't even have an ID card. If he killed people, it would probably cause inconvenience to his future actions.

"Brother Dao …" Seeing the arrogant and domineering Brother Dao wailing on the ground, not only were the villagers stunned, but the remaining six hoodlums were also stunned.

Fuck, using your fingers to clamp the machete, are you f * cking Lu Xiaofeng's disciple and practicing Telepathic Finger?

Stop playing, director, director, where are you?

The six punks felt as if there were hundreds of thousands of grass mud horses passing by. Although they were holding knives and sticks in their hands, their legs were trembling. They didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

However, these punks were stunned, but Ye Xuan was not. His figure flashed, and the surrounding villagers only felt a blur in front of their eyes. There was a series of cracking sounds. When they recovered, the remaining punks had already screamed and fell to the ground. The injuries were all the same, all of their right leg bones were broken.

All the villagers looked at Ye Xuan standing not far away and the seven or eight punks lying on the ground in embarrassment. They suddenly gasped.

Seven or eight big men with knives and sticks all fell to the ground in a flash. This was not a martial arts movie. This was no longer a martial arts movie. This was a Xianxia movie.

"Wow, a martial arts master!"

"Good, good job, young man!"

No one knew who took the lead, but the surrounding villagers immediately applauded. There was even a young man who ran over and asked Ye Xuan if he wanted to accept a disciple.

"Kid, you're dead. If you have the guts, kill I now, or else I …"

Pa!

Just when Brother Knife wanted to say something, a black shadow flashed in front of him. He was sent flying two to three meters away, and a few bloody teeth flew out.

"Or else what?" Ye Xuan kicked Brother Knife in the face and sent him flying. He slowly walked up to Brother Knife and looked down at Brother Knife, whose face was swollen, and said expressionlessly.

"I …" Brother Knife wanted to say something because this was the rule of the underworld. But just when he was about to say something, his eyes met with Ye Xuan's. Ye Xuan's eyes were clear, but extremely cold. It was as if he wasn't a person, but a corpse, a worthless thing. Brother Knife had only seen this kind of gaze in the hands of bloody people, and these people were all people that a street punk like him couldn't afford to offend.

So, he chickened out.

"We … we're from the Heavenly Wolf Gang. If you dare touch us, we won't let you go." Brother Knife looked at Ye Xuan fiercely.

Ye Xuan sneered at the sight of Saber's cowardly look. He extended his leg and kicked Saber, then said calmly, "Let's go. Get up. I want to see how the Sky Wolf Gang is going to deal with me."

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Thanks to "Shueguo 160118102040309", "Wavering Grass", "Keeshi", and "Ling ★ Wu" for their tips!

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