"Bang..." Everyone only heard a sound, and saw Murong Canghai rushing back the two oars in his hands. The boat rushed towards the finish line at a faster speed, with high water splashing on both sides. Suddenly, he was submerged.
In the water splash.
Everyone immediately held their breath, not daring to take a deep breath.
"arrive!"
I don't know who shouted, the bow of the boat had touched the shore, and the water splash happened to fall. Murong Canghai appeared in everyone's sight again, but his whole body was not wet by the water splash, and even his hair was not wet at all.
No.
"Win! Win! We win!"
After being stunned for a moment, the villagers in Xiangyang Village cheered, and they all burst into tears of joy. They rushed to tell each other and celebrated the hard-won victory together.
Murong Canghai landed on the beach, turned around, looked at the cheering crowd, and then, his eyes slowly fell on Su Yueming——
Su Yueming raised the corners of her lips and smiled.
"Little lady, your young master is so awesome. You really married a good man." Some of the beaming villagers said as they surrounded Murong Canghai and Su Yueming.
"..." Su Yueming said.
"Easy to say." But Murong Canghai had already snatched her words away and accepted other people's misunderstanding with peace of mind.
Here, Taohua Village experienced its first defeat since the start of the dragon boat race. All the helmsmen looked at each other, and the rest of the villagers also became depressed.
The village chief's face had turned green. He snorted coldly and said, "I haven't announced the winner yet, they are happy too early!"
"Village chief, what are you going to do?" the thug on the side asked in a low voice.
"..." The village chief's cloudy little eyes stared at Murong Canghai who had returned to the villagers, and said coldly, "Fuck me!"
After hearing this, the thug couldn't help but hesitate a little, and with a troubled look on his face, he said, "Let's fight now? Village chief, with so many people here, are we going too far?"
But the village chief said, "What are you afraid of? My uncle is our county magistrate. Anyone who dares to quarrel with me is quarreling with my uncle. Listen to me and clean him up! Let's compete again!"
"Yes!" Several thugs were encouraged by the village chief's words. They each held swords, guns and sticks, and walked towards Murong Canghai and the jubilant crowd with great force.
There was no need to turn around, he had already sensed the villain's approach, and a sarcastic sneer flashed across his lips.
"Come on." Someone among the people who quietly attacked him shouted, but suddenly, Murong Canghai turned around and saw a flash of cold light, which was swung out in the blink of an eye.
sword!
A sword that cuts iron like clay!
A refreshing cold sword!
The sword went out so fast and accurately that people thought they were seeing a beam of light. Before anyone could react, Su Yueming suddenly felt another flash of red in front of his eyes.
That's blood!
"Ah!" I heard a tragic cry that broke through the sky. Everyone was so frightened that they took a step back. After a closer look, they discovered that the person rushing at the front had become a "handless man", and those two arms
It was like rotten fruits falling to the ground in autumn, covered with dust, and the man was lying on the ground, his face was pale, his whole body was twitching, and he was screaming in agony. He was so painful that he almost fainted.
"..." When the village chief saw this scene, he couldn't help but gasped, and his brain was numb with fear.
"If you want to chop me with your hands, I will chop off your hands. The rest of the parts are still yours." He said calmly with a calm expression on his face, facing the bloody scene in front of him.