The short-haired man received a slap from Ye Qiu and staggered, almost falling to the ground.
Then, he stared at Ye Qiu with burning eyes and said angrily: "How dare you hit me while riding a horse? Do you know who I am?"
Snapped!
Without saying a word, Ye Qiu slapped the short-haired man on the face again, extremely forcefully.
This time, Ye Qiu's hand became a little stronger, causing half of the short-haired man's face to swell.
Ye Qiu just saw that he was an ordinary person, so he only used one ten thousandth of his strength. Otherwise, he could have blown away the short-haired man with just one slap.
Ye Qiu slapped the short-headed man, causing the onlookers to be surprised.
"Who is this young man? He dared to slap Cao Jun. Isn't that too harsh?"
"What's so fierce? It's like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. That young man is from the city at first glance. He has no idea how powerful Wang Jun's group is. This young man is going to be in trouble."
"Who says otherwise? Wang Jun and the others have been domineering for so long. No one in the village or town dares to offend them, let alone the village. No one who conflicts with them will end well."
"If we don't do it right, people will die."
"..."
Ye Qiu looked at the short-haired man with an indifferent expression and said: "Let's not talk about it for now. There is no explicit rule that dead people can only be cremated and not buried. Even if there is, you, a little bastard, are not qualified to take care of it."
"You lead people to dig the grave. This neither respects the deceased nor the family of the deceased."
"You still dare to commit murder. I think you just need to be punished."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he was ready to take action again.
"Little bastard, there are so many villagers watching, we need to be civilized."
After the long-browed man finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward and slapped the short-haired man on the face. While beating him, he cursed: "You idiot, the dead man is the most important, do you understand?"
"You dare to dig up a dead man's grave, aren't you afraid that he will come find you at night?"
"Idiot, beat you to death."
Bang bang bang!
The short-haired man was beaten until he vomited blood and his face was swollen like a pig's head.
Ye Qiu looked at the long-browed person with astonishment.
Is this what you call civilized?
The short-haired man was used to running rampant in the countryside. He had never been so angry before. He shouted at a bunch of thugs: "What are you still doing? Give me a beating."
"Beat him to death."
"I'll be responsible if something goes wrong."
Immediately, several strong men picked up the weapons one after another, preparing to attack Ye Qiu and Master Changmei.
Unexpectedly, just when they were about to take action, a young man rushed over and knocked them away.
The young man stood in front of Ye Qiu and Changmeizhenren, with a fierce look on his face, and bared his teeth at the short-haired man and others.
Ye Qiu glanced at the young man and saw that he was 1.5 meters tall, about 11 or 12 years old, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a sickly face, and skinny bones. His messy hair was mixed with a few dead grasses, and he looked like a young boy.
beggar.
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei exchanged a look. Both of them were a little surprised. They didn't expect this young man to be so strong.
You know, those strong men were all over 1.8 meters tall and as tall as mountains, but they were knocked away by the boy.
Simply...
Incredible!
"Damn, a little bastard dares to challenge me. I think you are tired of living."
The short-haired man shouted to several strong men: "Chop this little bastard into pieces for me."
Suddenly, several strong men quickly got up from the ground, and then took out several machetes from the excavator.
In front of so many villagers, they were knocked away by the young man. They felt very humiliated, so they ignored him, picked up their machetes, and swarmed the young man.
"Be careful, tiger!" Lao Xiang said anxiously.
The young man showed no fear on his face and struggled with the young men with his bare hands. Soon, two of the young men were beaten until they could not get up.
There were four strong men, three of whom only managed to hold on for two minutes before they could no longer hold on and were knocked away by the boy's punches.
The boy was unscathed.
The remaining middle-aged man had long been frightened by the young man and did not dare to step forward with a machete.
The short-haired man cursed: "You loser, a little bastard scared you into this, are you still not a man? Kill me, and I will give you one hundred thousand."
Under heavy reward, there must be a brave man. When the strong man heard that he could get one hundred thousand, all his fear was swept away, and he rushed towards the young man with a machete in hand.
The boy just kicked the strong man away with one kick.
Click!
The strong man fell to the ground and wailed endlessly.
The young man stared at the short-haired man again.
The short-haired man felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast, and he felt a little scared. He turned around and quickly jumped into the cab of the excavator, then started the excavator and pressed towards the young man.
The young man kept backing away.
"You little bastard, aren't you very strong? Don't give up if you have the ability!"
The short-haired man had a ferocious look on his face and increased the accelerator. Suddenly, the excavator accelerated its forward speed.
After retreating for a while, the young man stopped because there was a coffin behind him.
"Huzi, get out of the way." Lao Xiang said urgently.
The young man seemed to have not heard anything and looked stubborn.
Lao Xiang pushed the boy, but the boy remained motionless, which made Lao Xiang anxious: "You silly boy, why are you doing this? Get out of the way."
As he watched, the excavator was getting closer and closer to the boy.
"go to hell!"
The short-haired man had a fierce look on his face, and the next second, the bucket of the excavator suddenly fell on the young man's head.
If this was implemented, the young man would become a piece of meat on the spot.
Ye Qiu was about to take action, but the young man had already moved first, raising his hands to support the bucket.
"Um?"
The short-haired man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the young man to block the bucket in this way. He sneered and continued to push the bucket down.
The boy's legs gradually became weak, his knees gradually bent, his feet sank into the soil, and his face turned red.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the boy yelled, grabbed the edge of the bucket with both hands, and pulled with all his strength. Suddenly, the bucket was torn off by him.
Then, the boy raised the bucket with one hand and slammed it against the excavator.
The short-haired man was so frightened when he saw this scene that he quickly changed his direction to avoid the bucket that was coming towards him.
"boom!"
The bucket hit the ground with a loud noise.
"Damn it, I'll fight you." The short-haired man was furious and drove an excavator without a bucket and hit the boy.
The boy stretched out his hands, preparing to resist the excavator.
At this time, Ye Qiu quickly grabbed the boy's hand.
The young man looked at Ye Qiu doubtfully.
"You take a break and let me do it!" Ye Qiu smiled at the young man, and then casually punched the excavator.
The next second, the excavator flew dozens of meters away, hit the ground, and deformed instantly.
As for the short-haired man, he was unconscious on the spot.
The whole audience was stunned.
Everyone looked at Ye Qiu infatuatedly, with only one thought in their mind
