"Poor people like us can''t afford horses.

    If you steal the horses of powerful people, you will not only harm yourself, but also involve the whole village.

    The village head thought you were young and ignorant. He just asked you to hand over the horse first, interrupt your hands for a small punishment, and then lead you to the door to apologize. I hope the other party can forgive you and spare your life for your sake.

    But it''s nice of you not only not to understand the kindness of the village head, but also to dare to abuse the village head. It''s not important for you to die. Do you want to kill all the people in our village? "

    Behind Yang Dexian, another middle-aged man in blue came out and drank loudly.

    Shi Feng has some impressions of this person. He is one of the few people in Xiuling village who have read books and know words.

    If, as he said, he was still Shi Feng and inadvertently got a horse, he would lose his hands.

    Losing both hands is tantamount to losing the ability to live. There are seriously ill bedridden mothers and young sisters at home. The consequences are unimaginable.

    Perhaps because of these people''s conjecture out of thin air, they bought themselves, their mother and sister and starved to death.

    Thinking of these, 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 Shi Feng.

    "Six fools!" Shi Feng stepped forward without retreating.

    "The folk custom of Xiuling village has always been simple. There has never been a thief like Shi Feng. We must punish him severely and beat him half to death first." Yang Dexian shouted coldly in the rear. In his eyes, Shi Feng has long been half dead!

    Those who dare not pay attention to themselves are still the first in the village. If they don''t fight half to death, it''s difficult to calm the evil spirit in their hearts.

    "Ah!" the scream sounded. It was so comfortable to listen in Yang Dexian''s ears. The corners of his mouth slowly aroused with the scream.

    Then, Yang Dexian suddenly reacted wrong.

    "Ah! Ah! Ah!" screamed one after another. Yang Dexian saw that six burly figures were flying backwards to his side.

    "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" six dull sounds like sandbags falling to the ground. Yang Dexian saw that all the six strong men who had just rushed past were lying in front of him.

    "Ah! My hand is broken!"

    "Ah! My hand is broken, too!"

    ……

    The six people lay on the ground and wailed, as if they were in great pain.

    While looking at the stone maple in front of him, his whole body was intact, and he couldn''t see that he had fought with others.

    At the moment, he is walking forward step by step.

    "This... How could it be like this..." the result was greatly beyond Yang Dexian''s expectation. He looked at a loss and didn''t react for the moment.

    "Ah! No!" Yang Dexian suddenly woke up. He found that Shi Feng was getting closer and closer to him. He could reach himself as long as he took a few more steps.

    Looking at this young and beautiful face, this time it was the turn of Shi Feng''s mouth, and his face was full of fun.

    Yang Dexian retreated in fear, turned his head and shouted at the people''s Congress behind him: "come on, hurry up and catch him. If you don''t catch him and go to the door to apologize to others, you will kill the whole village!"

    The villagers behind Yang Dexian were also stunned by what happened just now. These are six strong men who work in the field every day. They were put down by the stone family boy in a few breaths.

    Yang Dexian''s shout made them recover from the shock, but who dares to go up now? The six strong men were knocked down in a few breaths. The remaining 20 people may not be spared. Even if they can win, who dares to rush up first?

    And Shi Feng was so cruel that he dared to interrupt the people who rushed up. They were all farmers and the backbone of the family. What about the crops without hands? What about the fields? What about the parents, wives and children at home?

    Seeing that no one came forward, Yang de shouted at them: "why? Don''t you even listen to me now? Don''t you think I''m from this village..."

    Yang Dexian was only half talking when he suddenly found that his throat was tight and was being pinched by a powerful hand.

    Turning his head in horror, he followed his arm and saw the young, sarcastic face again.

    "You... Let me go... I''m the head of Xiuling village. You can''t be rude to me!" Yang Dexian shouted at Shi Feng.

    "Ha ha, really?" Shi Feng grinned, lifted his right hand up and lifted Yang Dexian from the ground.

    "Ah! ER! ER!" Yang Dexian''s old face turned red and looked very painful and uncomfortable. His feet kept kicking in the air. His hands tightly grasped Shi Feng''s wrist and wanted to pull Shi Feng''s hand away from his neck, but Shi Feng''s hand clamped his neck like a pair of pliers. The more he pulled, the tighter he tightened.

    "Er! ER!" Yang Dexian kept moaning with pain and discomfort, as if he was about to die.

    Although he looked pitiful now, Shi Feng would 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 ready to be beaten half to death."

    When Shi Feng finished, he threw his right hand down and smashed Yang Dexian to the ground, arousing a lot of dust.

    "Cough... Cough..." Yang Dexian was lying on the ground, his dirty head and face were full of embarrassment, coughing violently. He thought the nightmare was over. His hands had just propped up half of his body, and his back suddenly hurt, like being bombarded by a heavy hammer.

    "Ah! Vomit!" a shrill howl echoed. Yang Dexian''s throat blocked, a mouthful of bright red liquid gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his just propped up body fell back again.

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

    "Hiss!"

    "Hiss!"

    There were bursts of cold breath in front. More than 20 uninjured villagers looked at each other and saw happiness from each other''s faces. Fortunately, they had no impulse to rush up before.

    No one would have thought that the stone family boy who looked thin and weak was usually silent and honest. He was so fierce and cruel.

    "Click!" then, there was a crisp sound in the silent night, and the hearts of the people twitched violently, "ah!" then, Yang Dexian''s pig like scream sounded again.

    Just now, people saw that 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.

    When the night wind blows, people feel chilly on their backs and hairy all over.

    "Click!"

    "Ah!"

    Echoes as like as two peas in the night, and many people cling to their ears with their hands.