"No matter how poor people like us, we cannot afford a horse. If you steal horses from powerful people, you will not only harm yourself, but also implicate the people in our village. The village chief is young and ignorant, so he just asks you to hand over the horse first, interrupt your hands and make a small punishment, and then lead you to apologize. I hope that the other party can forgive you and spare your life for your mistake.

But you are fine. Not only do you understand the village chief’s kindness, but you also dare to insult the village chief. It’s not important for you to die. Do you want to kill the whole village?”

In the crowd behind Yang Dexian, another middle-aged man in blue clothes came out and shouted loudly.

Shi Feng recognized this person, one of the few people in Xiuling Village who had read books and knew the words.

If he really said that if he was still the former Shi Feng and accidentally got a horse, he would lose both hands.

Losing hands means losing the ability to live. There is a seriously ill and bedridden mother and a young sister at home, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Maybe it was because of these people's guess that they put themselves, their mothers and sisters to death.

Thinking of this, Shi Feng's face became more and more gloomy. With a "bang", the low fence was knocked over by six strong men. Then they rushed into the courtyard and continued to rush towards him.

"Six fools - swear!" Shi Feng moved forward instead of retreating.

"The villagers of Xiuling have always been simple and have never been thieves like Shi Feng. This matter must be severely punished. He will be beaten to death first." Yang Dexian shouted coldly in the back. In his eyes, Shi Feng was already half-dead and dared not take him seriously. He was the first person in the village. If he didn't beat him to death, he would not be able to calm down his anger.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and it was so comfortable that Yang Dexian could hear it in his ears. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up with the scream.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Dexian suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Screams continued, and Yang Dexian saw six burly figures flying backwards and flying towards him.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" Six dull sounds like sandbags falling to the ground. Yang Dexian saw that the six strong men who had just rushed over were all lying beside him at this moment.

"Ah! My hand is broken!"

"Ah! My hand is broken too!"

...

Six people were lying on the ground wailing, as if they were in great pain, and the cries were connected.

Looking at Shi Feng in front of him, his whole body was intact, and he could not tell that he had fought with someone at all. At this moment, he was walking forward step by step.

"How could this be like this..." The result was much beyond Yang Dexian's expectations. He looked confused and had not come over for a while.

"Ah! Not good!" Yang Dexian suddenly woke up. He found that Shi Feng was getting closer and closer to him, and he could reach his place with just a few more steps.

Looking at this tender and beautiful face, it was Shi Feng's turn to curl the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of fun.

Yang Dexian was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, turned his head and shouted at the person behind him, "Hurry up, you can catch him quickly. If you don't catch him and come to the door to apologize to others, it will kill the whole village!"

The villagers behind Yang Dexian were also shocked by the scene just now. These six strong men who worked every day were actually knocked down by the Shi family in just a few breaths.

Yang Dexian's shouting made them come back to their senses from the shock, but who dared to go up at this moment? All the six strong men were knocked down in a few breaths. The remaining twenty or so people were not necessarily spared. Even if they could win, who would dare to rush up first?

Shi Feng was ruthless and dared to break the people who rushed up. They were all farmers and the pillars of the family. Without hands, what should I do with crops? What should I do with the fields? What should I do with the parents, wife and children at home?

Yang Dexian saw that no one came forward and yelled at them: "What? Do you not even listen to me now? Do you still think I am from this village..."

Yang Dexian was only halfway through his words, and suddenly he found his throat tightening. He turned his head in horror and saw that his throat was being pinched by a strong hand. He followed his arm and saw the young, mocking face again.

"You... let me go... I am the village chief of Xiuling Village, you can't be rude to me!" Yang Dexian shouted at Shi Feng.

"Hehe, is that?" Shi Feng grinned, raised his right hand upward, lifting Yang Dexian from the ground.

"Ah! Uh! Uh!" Yang Dexian's old face turned red, and she looked very painful and uncomfortable. Her feet kept kicking in the air. His hands tightly grabbed Shi Feng's wrists, trying to pull Shi Feng's hand away from his neck, but Shi Feng's hand clamped his neck like a big iron clamp, and the more he pulled, the tighter he tightened.

"Uh! Uh!" Yang Dexian kept moaning in pain and discomfort, as if he was about to die.

Although Yang Dexian looks very pitiful, Shi Feng will not pity the old man at all. He stared at Yang Dexian and said coldly: "When you want to break my hands and beat me half to death, you should be prepared to be beaten."

After Shi Feng finished speaking, he swung his right hand down and smashed Yang Dexian hard on the ground, stirring up smoke and dust.

"Cough cough... Cough cough..." Yang Dexian lay on the ground, his dirt-headed and embarrassed face, coughing violently. He originally thought that the nightmare had ended like this. His hands had just supported half of his body, and his back suddenly felt a pain, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. "Ah! Vomit!" Yang Dexian let out a shrill howl, his throat blocked, and a mouthful of bright red liquid sprayed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his newly supported body fell back to the ground.

Shi Feng stepped on Yang Dexian's back and said with a sneer: "I haven't beat you half to death yet, and I haven't interrupted your hands yet. Do you think this is over?"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

There were sounds of gasping in the air in front of him, and more than 20 unharmed villagers looked at each other, all seeing the glory on each other's faces. Fortunately, they had no impulse to rush up.

No one would have thought that this boy from the Shi family who looked thin was usually taciturn and honest, and was so tough and so cruel.

"Crack!" Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound rang in the quiet darkness, and everyone's hearts twitched violently, "Ah!" Immediately afterwards, Yang Dexian's scream like a pig rang out again.

Just now, people saw Shi Feng raised his foot and stepped on Yang Dexian's right arm. The crisp sound just now was the sound of Yang Dexian's bone breaking.

The night wind blew, and people felt the backs were chilly and their bodies were furry.

"Click!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!