Chapter 42

But at this moment, a sharp curse came from behind Xiyue.

"You old man, do you understand the rules? Don't you know how to pay the fee when you come to my place to set up a stall?"

The rough voice tore through the sky and fell into Xiyue's ears, and her face, which was still quiet just now, suddenly became serious.

The stall where Xiyue bought puppets just now was being besieged by four or five strong men, and the farmer seller had a demanding expression on his face, which told Xiyue that he dared not resist.

"It's my first visit, so I really don't know! You guys, just skip me this time, I promise to hand it in next time! Hand it in early."

The farmer bowed his hands and kept nodding and bowing. He was already a little hunched. Such an expression of begging for mercy, looked from a distance like an old man who was about to fall when he couldn't stand still, which made people feel sad.

"Next time? Heh, you really can talk! Who the hell knows when it will be next time! One at a time, get the money right away. If you don't take the money, you'll smash your puppet."

The man clamoring to smash the stall was wearing a sleeveless jacket, a pair of cotton mat sandals, and loose coarse cloth trousers. This casual outfit is quite suitable for fighting, and Xiyue can see from the way he stands It can be seen that this person has some strength, and the right palm of the puppet's right hand obviously has many calluses from practicing exercises.

"I haven't opened yet! Didn't I just come here in the morning? Why don't you sell a few more puppets before I leave at night, and then hand them over to you, is that okay?"

The farmer looked distressed at the puppet that had been crushed in the palm of the leader, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he just begged for mercy.

There were more and more passers-by watching, but no one dared to go up to dissuade them.

In fact, they are all used to it. The person who came was the local gangster leader Si Mingtian. He had 30 people under his command. Going to a restaurant to drink flower wine and bullying men and women all day, the common people are very tired, but no one can provoke them.

As for the government, they are even more in league with them. Si Mintian has long been a guest of the government, and even officials are often invited by him to drink flower wine.

"Is it okay? Haha, are you discussing with me? Today is a good day. I didn't want to be rough, but I didn't expect to hit a hard bone!" Si Mintian said in a strange way, and suddenly shook his neck, There was a rattling sound, and the listeners were terrified, "Brothers, give this old man a loose bone, it's too hard."

As he said that, Si Mintian kicked the wooden booth, and the square table of the booth burst open in an instant. The puppets on the table were scattered all over the floor, and they hit the paving stones on the ground with a tinkling sound.

At this time, the farmer had already been caught by the younger brother behind Si Mingtian, and four or five people surrounded him, and began to brutally punch and kick him.

"stop."

At this moment, there was a sharp yelling from the crowd, and then, an 11-year-old girl named Xiyue pushed aside the crowd and stood up.

"What? Say it again."

Si Mingtian looked at the young Xiyue, although he looked a little bit pretty, but he didn't take it seriously, he was showing off his power now, and he couldn't soften his aura.

"I said stop."

While Xiyue was speaking, she took a step into the air, and at a distance of five or six meters, she stepped in front of Si Mintian's body, and just before landing, a powerful vajra kick kicked his waist.

(End of this chapter)

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