Glancing at the guards around him, Ye Wuyou frowned slightly.
I didn't expect the Han family to be so unreasonable, especially Mr. Han, who was even more dishonest.
Not only did he want to default on his debt, but he also wanted to take advantage of his wealth. He was really desperate. Has he forgotten his situation?
Ye Wuyou glanced at Mr. Han and saw greed in Mr. Han's eyes.
There is nothing wrong with being greedy, but you must have the capital to be greedy. If you are still so greedy without capital, you are seeking death.
As a second-generation ancestor, Ye Wuyou didn't want to be acquainted with him, but if he went too far, Ye Wuyou didn't mind giving him a lesson.
"You really don't know how to live or die." Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, the sword appeared in his hand again, and then waved his arm, and a cold light flashed across Young Master Han's body.
"Ah!" Mr. Han only felt a cold sensation in his left ear, and then he lost consciousness. A sense of pain came. Mr. Han immediately realized himself, covered his left ear, and let out a scream.
"You dare to hurt my nephew, you are seeking death." Seeing that Ye Wuyou actually took action in front of him, the middle-aged man's eyes were red and he shouted angrily. "Kill him."
The guards received the order and without any hesitation, they stabbed Ye Wuyou with their spears.
"Humph! You don't overestimate your capabilities." Ye Wuyou snorted coldly, swiping the sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed in front of the guards.
The guards felt as if their bodies were out of control, flying horizontally like a kite with its string broken.
"No wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out you are a martial arts master." After seeing Ye Wuyou take action, he also made a judgment on Ye Wuyou's strength. He took a step forward and said coldly. "Even if you are a martial arts master,
So what, this is a county town, not a place where you can run wild."
The middle-aged man flipped his wrist, and a spear appeared in his hand. He stepped forward and stabbed Ye Wuyou with one shot.
"I wanted to keep a low profile, but you guys came to provoke me, so you can't blame me." Seeing the middle-aged man stabbing him with a spear, Ye Wuyou's face turned cold, leaving an afterimage on the spot. He used the Phantom Step and headed directly towards
The middle-aged man rushed away.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to take Ye Wuyou's head with one shot, but the Ye Wuyou in front of him suddenly disappeared, and then a series of phantoms appeared in front of him, each one was exactly the same as Ye Wuyou, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
, holding a spear in his hand, not knowing which one to stab, the middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
"You dare to attack me with such strength. You really don't know whether to live or die." When the middle-aged man was looking for Ye Wuyou's true body, Ye Wuyou had already come to the middle-aged man's side and pressed the sword in his hand against the middle-aged man's chest.
On his neck, he said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to say your last words."
Looking at Ye Wuyou in front of him, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed.
What kind of existence did his precious nephew provoke? He was actually no match for him, and a turmoil arose in his heart.
"I am the commander of the county. If you dare to kill me, you must think clearly." The middle-aged man looked at Ye Wuyou in front of him without much fear in his heart. He must be an official of the county. If Ye Wuyou
Dare to kill him in public, the county will definitely not let Ye Wuyou go, unless Ye Wuyou wants to die with him.
"You think I'm scared." Ye Wuyou said calmly.
"The Xingsi Yamen is less than ten miles away from here. If you think you can survive the pursuit of the Xingsi, just do it." The middle-aged man said directly. "I'm not scaring you. You dare to hurt law enforcement officers in the county. This is
It's a serious crime, even if the Criminal Division doesn't arrest you, the Sheriff won't let you go easily."
"If I were you, I would just run away obediently before the governor gave the order. If it's too late, I might not be able to escape even if I want to."
Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Ye Wuyou's frown deepened.
"If I want to leave, I can leave at any time. Even if the county governor gives the order, I may not be able to stay." Ye Wuyou is still very confident in his own strength. Besides, Ye Wuyou is not a three-year-old
Children will not be frightened by a few words from a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man also had to admit that Ye Wuyou was indeed very strong. If he didn't use strong men above the fifth rank martial arts master, he might not be able to do anything to Ye Wuyou.
If Ye Wuyou dared to underestimate the Sheriff, he would be seeking his own death.
You must know that the Sheriff is a ninth-level martial artist, and there are many martial master-level experts under his command. If the Sheriff is really angered, no matter how powerful Ye Wuyou is, he will be dead.
"When you see the Sheriff's methods, I'm afraid you won't think so." The middle-aged man knows that strong people have the arrogance of the strong, especially someone like Ye Wuyou who has such great strength at such a young age.
People who are strong will be more arrogant, but arrogance becomes worthless in the face of absolute strength.
"Really?" Ye Wuyou said coldly. "Are these your last words?"
"If it's all said and done, you can be on your way."
"In the future, you must remember to understand the matter clearly before taking action, so as not to be an unjust ghost in the next life."
After saying that, the sword in Ye Wuyou's hand moved closer to the middle-aged man's neck.
The skin was cut, and a trace of blood flowed out, dripping down the sword to the ground.
The middle-aged man's throat moved slightly. He could now clearly feel that the God of Death was recruiting him. As long as Ye Wuyou was willing, he could kill him at any time.
"Wait a minute. This is the first time that a middle-aged man has felt death. He said in his heart that he was not afraid that it was a lie. He mustered up the courage to shout loudly.
"What's wrong, do you have any last words?" Ye Wuyou stopped and asked with a smile.
"We don't have any deep hatred, so why bother!" The middle-aged man didn't want to die yet, so he began to talk softly. "How much money Xiu'er owes you, I'm willing to pay it back for him."
"You are sensible." If you don't threaten him well, you won't know how to cooperate. Now that the middle-aged man has given in, Ye Wuyou put away the sword in his hand and said with a smile. "I'll give you a discount. You can give me a discount."
Twenty-one million taels of silver will suffice."
"Don't worry, as long as you give me the money, I can't embarrass you."
Ye Wuyou took the sword away, and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
When he heard the price quoted by Ye Wuyou, his eyes widened.
"What? So much." Even though he was mentally prepared, the middle-aged man was still shocked. He turned to look at Han Xiu and asked quickly, "You prodigal son, who gave you the courage to take so much money?"
Gambling, are you crazy?"
Listening to the middle-aged man's scolding, Han Xiu's heart was filled with grievances.
They thought they would definitely win this gamble, but who would have thought that Ye Wuyou, a country bumpkin, was so rich, and now Han Xiu was in trouble and couldn't tell.