The people who followed them followed them all the way outside the city.
The weather was overcast, with a light north wind blowing.
Along the way, the grass and trees were withered and dusty.
The cold in the north comes much earlier and harsher than in the south.
Mu Yunhan was not in a hurry, and did not speed up or take detours because someone was following him.
More than twenty miles out of the capital, the crowds became sparsely populated.
The carriage behind them accelerated and approached them.
Xiaomi was very nervous: "Girl, if there's going to be trouble later, can you just ride away first?"
"Hmm." Mu Yunhan was noncommittal.
Suddenly, a burst of dust rose in front of the road, and someone shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way..."
A big bull lowered its head and charged towards them like crazy, about to hit their carriage.
At the rear, the carriage following them just blocked the retreat.
Can't go forward, can't go back.
The horse was frightened and the driver was at a loss.
It seems that the only fate is to overturn.
Mu Yunhan lifted the curtain, knelt on his left knee, bent his right leg, and aimed the crossbow at the bull's head.
A cold light flashed, and the steel balls flew into the eyes of the bull's head. The bull was in great pain and became even more crazy.
At the same time, a figure jumped up, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a bloody light shot into the sky. The bull's heavy back fell against the shaft of the carriage and landed with a crash.
Dust was flying and blood was flying everywhere. The frightened horse let out a cry and jumped up with its front hooves. However, the young man who had just slaughtered the bull tightly grasped the reins and suppressed him.
Mu Li held the reins with one hand, and gently stroked the horse's neck with the other. He soothed the horse gently with his mouth, and looked at Mu Yunhan quietly in the car with his eyes.
She had put away her arm crossbow and was supported by Xiaomi, tightly holding on to the car wall to maintain balance.
After all the confusion, she remained calm, nodded to him solemnly, and praised: "Very good."
Mu Li lowered his eyes and nodded in salute.
Two farmers caught up with them, grabbed the horse's reins and shouted loudly: "I'll pay for my cows, I'll pay for my cows!"
Xiaomi asked: "How much do you want?"
The old farmer said angrily: "Is it important to be rich? We want my cow to come to life. You can blow it to life, and it will look exactly the same..."
Mu Yunhan smiled: "This is a bit difficult to handle."
She waved gently, and Mu Li turned around and headed towards the car behind.
The coachman was a strong man in his forties, with a fierce look on his face. He sat on the shaft of the coach and glared at him fiercely, as if he would take action if he disagreed with him.
Mu Li showed no expression at all. He rushed up and grabbed the strong man's collar, dragged him out of the car and punched him hard in the face.
"Why the hell did you hit our car? Why did you want to hurt us?" he yelled.
The strong man was caught off guard and fell to the ground with the punch, dizzy.
After finally struggling to get up, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to hit Mu Li, but Mu Li punched him hard on the bridge of the nose and kicked him in the crotch, so he curled up into a shrimp in pain and rolled on the ground, wailing.
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"Young man, let's be honest, when did we hit your car? How did we harm you?"
Several strong men jumped out of the car, all of them looked very vicious.
With a "whistle" sound, the Mu family's carriage backed up and hit their car hard.
Mu Li said calmly: "Isn't this a collision?"
Those people were stunned.
Then he pulled out the knife with a cold face, spread out, and cut off the retreat to the capital.
At the same time, a large group of farmers rushed over with hoes and sickles held high. (To be continued)