In the muddy village roads in the countryside, the mud was rolled up by rotating tires and threw them into the fields. A dozen men drove to and from nearby production teams. With the bumpy road surface, the sound of iron tools colliding from time to time came from inside the car. Some were sitting in the back row, holding a guy in their hands, and constantly searching outside.

A look of seeking revenge.

Let the villagers who were passing by avoid it from afar. Seeing them passing by, Li Zhaoyuan, who was driving a Mercedes-Benz sedan, felt a little distressed. His eyes swept around and turned his head: "There is a team eight behind Team 7. We have walked two laps and haven't seen anyone. Will he have escaped long ago?"

"This group of people has a local accent, so it's really possible that they have run away long ago."

Li Zhaoyuan pursed his lips tightly and patted the steering wheel hard: "If you walk around again, you might even meet them on the road and run away after hitting them. Those guys are really cowardly."

Rural production teams are usually close together according to the numbers. It is difficult for foreigners to tell where they are. Moreover, there are many forests in the village, so it is very troublesome to find a few people. I searched several country roads back and forth, and it was almost afternoon. The previous enthusiasm for seeking revenge was also extinguished.

"Those who are lucky."

Li Zhaoyuan looked at the sky as dark as if it was about to drizzle again, so he summoned the people he called and each of them gave two or three hundred hard work fees and dismissed them.

"I didn't eat that meal at noon, so let's go! Go back to town and continue eating, but I'll treat you."

The four people who had eaten and drunk together were invited to get into his car. When the village entrance in front was turning directions, they were wearing gray jackets and woolen hats on the ridge of the field two acres of fields, looking at the Mercedes-Benz driving through their sight. The iron sand flowed along the feet, slowly rolled up to the legs of the trouser legs.

On the road, music was magnified inside the Mercedes-Benz. Except for the one with a bandage on his head, the other three were joking. After all, fighting together today is like returning to the scene of rampant in the town in his early twenties.

"Mr. Li, it would be great if Xia Yi was still there. I really want to see what his expression is now."

"That's right, after eating for so many years, I don't know if I have gained weight or become thinner. Maybe someone will pick up soap... Hahahaha--"

Li Zhaoyuan, who was driving, smiled: "If you meet again, I will give him another great fortune!"

"What luck?"

Li Zhaoyuan smiled calmly and looked at the corner ahead and snorted coldly: "Let him fly once."

After all, he was chased by someone with a knife. Although he finally drove the car and injured the person to the ground, he had some shadows in his heart in the past ten years. He dreamed of the teenager who was only a teenager chasing and slashing with a knife to death. Just a few days before he came back, he dreamed of it again, otherwise he wouldn't have asked when he was drinking today.

Just as the few people were talking, the bandaged man leaned against the car door and suddenly felt the car shaking. At the beginning, he thought he had crushed the stone. Just when he turned the corner, his vision was a little sluggish, and he couldn't feel the car driving under him. He hurriedly looked out and his face turned pale.

"Mr. Li, have you sobered up? Don't drive down the hill-"

While he shouted, the other three joking people thought he was nervous, and then they turned out the window and their eyes were much higher. They hurriedly looked at Li Zhaoyuan, who held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator with his eyes wide open, his face full of sweat.

"The car seems to have flew..."

"Fuck... it's not that I was kidnapped by aliens."

Then, there were a few shouts of "Ahhhhh...", mixed together and resounded throughout the sky.

...

The floating black shadows spread across the yellow land. It was afternoon and there were people in the fields.

An old man was sitting on the ridge of the field and resting, listening to the scientific report coming from the radio.

"......The Dayu 7 rocket was successfully launched yesterday. This satellite has controlled rainfall.... It marks that my country's scientific and technological level has been improved to a new level..."

The floating shadows covered the old man's vision, and then a noisy shout came from above, and he raised his head, a car just flew over, and his somewhat muddy eyes narrowed.

"High-tech... can this car fly?!"

Seeing someone waving at him at the window behind the rear of the car, the old man hurriedly stood up, smiling, and waved at them, watching the other party go away and sink into the other side of the mountain.

Below, an extended Hummer was flying across the road, and Xia Yi Dama was sitting in the middle seat with a golden sword, heading towards the place he remembered.

Soon, I arrived at the back of the mountain village and was another production team.

Xia Yi took Ma Bang and Hong Huanglu out of the car and walked along the way with few people. There was only one family in the forest, with the door closed tightly. There was a grave standing alone in the woods not far away.

It was covered with weeds, and there were tomb banners that had been worshipped in the past on the ground. They had long faded their color and rotted in the mud.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps on the ground. Xia Yi walked to the tomb with thick and wet leaves. Looking at the name of a girl engraved on the stone tablet, she fell into silence.

Ma Bang and Honghuanglu behind him looked at each other, not knowing who was buried in the soil, which could make the boss who killed people without blinking to show such an expression.

After a long time, Xia Yi, who was standing in front of the grave, slowly squatted down, took the handkerchief in the exit bag, and wiped it in a place with the name engraved.

"Qinghe, long time no see..."

The sound fell, and over the forest, a black car with a terrifying shout inside, scraping the dense branches and falling from the sky, with the figure of Magneto.

On this side, the handkerchief was still rubbing on the tombstone, and Xia Yi's voice was still whispering.

"....... Do you remember that I said I wanted to avenge you. I sent that guy to prison, but I thought he had avenged him, but I didn't expect that he didn't get the punishment he deserved. Instead, I thought I was a fool and had been in jail for more than ten years in jail. It doesn't matter, I won't do it this time."

As the voices were heard, Magnetic Dynasty walked over and reached out to the back as she walked. The door of the cab bounced open. Li Zhaoyuan screamed in horror and rolled out. Before he could take two steps, he was knocked to the ground by the three red and yellow and green people. The other four people who were still thinking of in the car had not yet stepped into the cab. The door of Magnetic King waved his hand and hit it directly and locked it.

"Who are you...humans or ghosts...Let me go..."

Li Zhaoyuan struggled in the hands of the three red-haired brothers. His branded clothes were covered with mud and fallen leaves. He was taken to the grave and twisted and yelled: "You want money... I have money, can I give it money? Brothers, stop playing with me..."

The three people who pulled him ignored him, and even the red-haired kicked Li Zhaoyuan in the lower gear, "Aren't they very majestic when they were in town? Now my boss wants to see you, beg him."

Xia Yi stood up and turned her face. Li Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then stumbled back, turned around and wanted to run away, but was hugged by the green hair and threw it back.

"Mr. Li, it seems that you have gained a lot of weight in prison..."

“Xia…Xia Yi…”

Li Zhaoyuan is not a fool. He has now fully understood the fight with people in the town, and when he sees the other party now, he really wants to slap himself hard, so he shouldn't have spoken randomly on the side of the road, and maybe he won't lead to such a thing.

It is even less likely that I will be able to get better if I go to jail.

"Xia Yi...you...you can't kill me." He stood there tremblingly, not daring to move, tears flowing out of his face.

"You will go to jail if you kill someone. How long will it take for you to come out? You don't want to go in... If you want money, I'll give it to you. Everyone is from the same town at least."

Xia Yi, who was standing in front of the grave, did not answer him, but took out his cell phone and dialed a number, and pressed the hands-free public release.

"Team leader Dongfang said something to you."

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Xu's voice sounded on the phone.

"I want to kill a few people."

"Damn it?"

Xia Yi glanced at Li Zhaoyuan over there and said, "What do you think?"

He hesitated on the phone for a moment, "Since you deserve to die, then you can clean your hands and feet. I can arrange someone here to cover you. By the way, the commuter bureau is about to change recently, and Yang Sentai may come to you."

Xia Yi hung up the phone and smiled at Li Zhaoyuan: "It seems that you don't have to go to jail." Then, he threw the phone to Ma Bang.

He looked at the red, yellow and green threes: "Follow me, you'll see blood on your hands, and knock him to death in front of the grave."

Li Zhaoyuan, who had already been scared when he heard the words from the phone, had not yet reacted, was thrown to the ground by the three people like hungry tigers and dragged them to the tomb. The yellow-haired screamed: "Wait."

He dug up all the fallen leaves on the ground, revealing the hard ground.

"Xia Yi, don't...I beg you, I'm really not the case..."

The red hair grabbed his hair, and before he could finish his words, he touched it hard to make a sound, and then pulled his hair back up. Li Zhaoyuan, who was dizzy and dizzy, his forehead turned red for a moment.

"I'm wrong...I'm wrong...Xia Yi, give me a chance... OK? I'll surrender..."

"Teach your mother... don't talk!!" Hongmao roared and pressed his head and knocked it down. This time the collision was strong, and blood was sprayed out of the other party's nose.

"I'll give the money...please let me go..."

The head was pressed down again, hitting heavily on the ground, smashing a small nest.

Li Zhaoyuan raised his voice and blurred: "Stop hitting it again...I feel so uncomfortable...please...Xia Yi...I beg you..."

Then, he knocked down again.

Xia Yi, who was standing in front of Li Zhaoyuan, turned his back to him, and seemed to have not heard the words of begging, and still gently wiped the tombstone with a handkerchief.

Knowing that the sound disappeared, Hongmao said, "Boss, he seems to have fainted."

"Continue to knock." Xia Yi blew the words and felt a little dust in the words.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

Li Zhaoyuan's face was covered in blood, his upper body was constantly pulled up, and he bumped heavily into the hands of the three of them. The small nest he smashed out had a pool of sticky blood. He was completely unconscious and his breath was getting less and less.

"Manslaughter? You obviously had the chance to save her, but you drove away. This was intentional murder. I have been in jail for so many years. The account must be settled clearly."

After retracting the handkerchief and shaking the dust on it, Xia Yi turned around and stepped on his head that was spitting out blood foam. He looked down at the figure on the ground with a cold look: "I have already clearly distinguished between my grudges if I didn't kill your whole family."

Pressing down hard under his feet, Li Zhaoyuan seemed to feel the severe pain, suddenly widened his eyes and opened his bloody mouth: "Ah—" he screamed the most shrill voice.

The skull made a click, and the whole head squeezed into the middle, his face protruded outward, his eyes suddenly burst out, and his limbs twisted like a twitching for a few times, and then he was silent again.

Xia Yi rubbed her soles on the ground, looked up at the four people locked in the car, and waved at Magneto.

"Kill them all."

The latter nodded, turned around and raised his arms, and squeezed his palms violently. The whole car made a squeaking metal twist. The four people inside hit the window wildly. Someone broke a blow and the moment they drilled out of their heads.

The Mercedes-Benz shrank into a big iron ball, and the head that poked out the window was fixed on it forever.

At this moment, a sound came from behind a cluster of bamboos next to him. Ma Bang ran over the body and dragged out a man of medium shape, about the same age as Xia Jianxun. He stood there blankly, his eyes straight at the flat-headed corpse in front of the tomb, and his whole body was trembling.
To be continued...