"Damn it!"

The little old man seemed to be completely defenseless against Carambola Creek, and was muttering in the direction of the village, and after a while, he seemed to think of something, and turned a few steps towards that side, and his tone became more and more angry.

"Dare to lie to me!"

As he spoke, he shook his fist fiercely.

With a wave of his hand, the hem of his shirt was lifted, and the entire wooden sign was exposed.

The stars on the front are really different from the two in her hand, and the little old man's one is the fifth star that is relatively large. Carambola Creek was still lying on the handlebars, covering her heart as if in pain, and her consciousness probed to open Xuehai 2.0, trying to scan the wooden plaque into it.

The first time, it didn't work out.

The second time, it still didn't work out.

Third ......

Fourth ......

……

Carambola Creek bit her lip and tried again and again.

The little old man seemed to have figured out something, his anger gradually subsided, his gloomy face turned back, and he stared at Carambola Creek: "Whether it is the wooden card you took or not, you can't keep it anymore." ”

After speaking, he took another step, and the rhythm and strength were the same as before.

Do you think she's trapped in an illusion?

Carambola Creek tried for so long but didn't succeed, and at this time, seeing that the little old man had a murderous intention, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but she couldn't keep staring at the wooden sign, so she had to lie down lower and pretend to be in pain.

The little old man put his hands behind his back, his gloomy eyes locked on Carambola Creek, and he stepped in step by step, and in a moment, he was in front of the bicycle, a thin slender blade slipped from his sleeve, and his other hand reached out to Carambola Creek's hair.

"Little sister-in-law!"

"Peach Creek!"

Just as the last moment, several shouts sounded on the other side of the road, and then, three vigorous figures rushed out.

It's Liu Zhu, Zhou Qing and Xia Dongmin.

Although Liu Zhu and Zhou Qing were older than Xia Zecheng, because of their positions, they still called Carambola Xi their sister-in-law according to the rules of the army.

Xia Dongmin is not suitable to call it like this, and it is not good to call it younger brothers and sisters, so he simply calls his name directly.

When the little old man heard the voice, he stopped and turned to look behind him.

Carambola Creek's heart tightened, and she tried to scan it again.

This time, it worked!

The third wooden tile is in hand!

She also almost lost her strength, but the knife was still hanging in front of her, so she had to force herself to run her mind to keep herself awake and ready to escape at any time.

"Peach Creek. The village chief also panted and followed behind, and behind him there were the villagers' property with hoes and flat burdens.

When the little old man saw Liu Zhu and the others, he took the initiative to take two steps forward, and the knife in his hand also made an attack posture, but when he saw the villagers behind him, he immediately put away the knife and retreated to Carambola Creek.

Carambola Xi gritted her teeth, quietly held the iron pot in the front basket of the car with her hand, and then pushed the car forward hard and rolled to the side by herself.

The little old man didn't expect that Carambola Creek still had the ability to resist, so he was caught off guard, stunned for a moment, hit by the car, and kicked the car angrily when he raised his foot.

At this time, Xia Dongmin was the first to arrive, and no one stood firm, so he pounced on the little old man as soon as possible, wanting to control the person first.

The little old man avoided it, and the knife in his hand slid out of his sleeve again, and was about to wipe it on Xia Dongmin's neck.

Xia Dongmin was horrified, his waist was forced, and the whole person often leaned back, narrowly avoiding the blade, but he also ignored the speed and fierceness of the little old man, and a thin mark was still scratched on his neck, and blood oozed out instantly.

"Brother Xia!"

Carambola Creek had already stood up with a tumbling turn, and when she saw this scene, she screamed in fright, and without thinking about it, she raised the iron pot in her hand and smashed it at the little old man with all her might.

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