A wall of chest blocked his sight, followed by two cold, sharp, deathly eyes.
The young man was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He looked up and met Old Man Gu's lifeless gaze.
"Get out!" Old Man Gu spat out one word coldly.
The young man and Mu Da lost their strength at the same time, their legs and feet went weak, and they stepped back again and again.
"It seems that uncle has not learned enough lessons."
Mu Yunhan sneered and looked at the young man gloomily: "My mother's surname is Zhao. Where did this beggar come from? How dare you pretend to be my uncle!"
Mu Daqiang struggled and said, "That's not a brother from your eldest aunt's family. Shouldn't you call him uncle according to your seniority?"
Mu Yunhan didn't bother to talk to him and just slammed the door.
"What should I do?" Mu Da looked disgraced and timid, "That damn girl is ruthless and will definitely take revenge."
A trace of evil flashed in the young man's eyes: "If you are too soft, you have to be hard!"
No matter what happened during this trip, he must find out what was planted in Mu Yunhan's yard and where the people who came before had gone.
"That old man Gu just now was so fierce." Mu Da looked around mysteriously and whispered: "Her family also has a vicious dog, which is very powerful."
The wounds of his two sons have not healed yet, and they have spent a lot of money on medicine, which makes them feel unlucky just thinking about it.
The young man said contemptuously: "Do you think I am as incompetent as you? Just wait. You take me for a walk and I will take a look at the surrounding terrain."
"Yes." Mu Da led the way, and the young man followed. Not far away, a group of women came face to face. They all went to Mu Yunhan's house to intercede and wanted to participate in the work tomorrow.
When he saw an unfamiliar face, he had to look at it. The young man asked himself, he was used to seeing the world, how could he take a group of country women in his eyes? He smiled falsely and greeted the woman closest to him: "Hello, aunt..."
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Unexpectedly, the woman screamed, covered her face with her hands, and cursed loudly: "You shameless rotten winter melon, how dare you treat me so lightly!"
"Ang?" The young man and Mu Da were stunned. Where and where are they?
"Ahhhhh..." A group of women screamed collectively, some covered their eyes, some cursed, some threw stones: "Bitch beasts, rotten hooligans..."
Immediately afterwards, a group of men heard the noise and ran out, holding rakes, hoes and sticks in their hands, and beat the two of them indiscriminately.
"Spare your life, it's me, I didn't do anything..." Mu Da screamed, holding his head, his fat body shaking into a ball on the ground.
The young man was very skilled, but he was also embarrassed. As he ran, he felt a cool breeze pouring into his buttocks.
He stretched out his hand and touched it, and found a big hole in his clothes, just enough to expose his whole fat white buttocks. And he didn't even know when someone had cut his clothes.
"Kill this shameless bastard..." The crowd shouted and rushed over. A group of dogs barked and chased after him from all directions.
No longer allowed to appear in public, the young man ran wildly down the dark alley with a sullen face, panting and jumped into the wall of a house.
Inside the courtyard wall, under an old locust tree, stood a tall and thin man wearing a black robe. In the dusk, his face was extremely white and his eyes were extremely dark.
"Don't scream!"
Before the young man could finish his words, a cold hand had already grasped his throat.
He couldn't even see the other party's movements clearly. (To be continued)