"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The two thugs burst their teeth directly with their mouths, blood sprayed wildly, and flew out like two pieces of waste paper, and one vicious dog ate feces and grabbed the ground head down and feet up.

This scene was beyond the expectations of everyone present, and everyone stared at this scene in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.

Under the shocked and horrified gaze of everyone, Yang Xiaoqian's expression was cold, and he slowly approached the two thugs who were lying on the ground screaming like pigs.

"You...... Don't come here, spare your life...... Spare your life, Brother Yang...... Brother Yang, we were wrong...... We ...... the damn "

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were completely frightened, endured the severe pain, supported the ground with both hands, and retreated a little trembling.

"Fuck you! Weren't you quite arrogant just now? and you still fucking collect Lao Tzu's protection money!

Yang Xiaoqian took three steps and made two steps to catch up with the two, and stepped on one of the hands of the two of them with both feet, and crushed them hard.

"Click...... Click......"

"Ah...... Ah......h

The sound of bones shattering and heart-rending screams resounded throughout the farmer's market, and the vendors were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath of it.

They never imagined that the small trader in front of them, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old and still looked like a high school student, would be so strong.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian's five fingers were almost all cracked, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the pain was so painful that feces and urine flowed on the spot, and they screamed like pigs.

The two of them were arrogant and brutal just now, and Yang Xiaoqian countered violence with violence, which was even more arrogant and brutal than the two!

"Lao Tzu asked you one last time, who instructed you?"

Yang Xiaoqian was condescending, looking coldly at the two immature thugs who were tortured by himself at his feet, and for the first time in his life, he felt that the feeling of controlling the life and death of others was so cool.

I said...... I said, it's Zhao Dabao! It's Zhao Dabao who instructed us......."

Wang Hui and Liu Jian hurriedly said.

Zhao Dabao!

Yang Xiaoqian's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He has no money or power in school, he knows how to study all day long, and he has nothing to do with Zhao Dabao, a gentleman, and he is in the first year of high school, and Zhao Dabao is in the third year of high school, and he basically can't even see each other in person.

He couldn't figure out where he offended Zhao Dabao, and why he was framed by this gentleman's design?

"Damn, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, as long as you find Zhao Dabao, kick him over, and his face, you will know what the reason is!"

After obtaining the mysterious inheritance and personally experiencing his own strength and toughness, Yang Xiaoqian's personality has undergone a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree reversal, and he is no longer the honest little farmer he used to be.

"Did you eat Lao Tzu's corn and leave like this?"

Looking at the two little gangsters who turned around and wanted to slip away, Yang Xiaoqian said lightly.

"I'm sorry Brother Yang, I'm sorry Brother Yang, we pay, we'll pay......"

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were so frightened that they hurriedly took out a dollar from their pockets and handed it over to Yang Xiaoqian.

"Oh, the two of you are so polite! Hehehe, since we are both old acquaintances, why do we have to show something, don't we? In this way, I will sell each corn for another dollar, and sell it to you for 500 yuan! Hehe, who let us be old acquaintances!"

Yang Xiaoqian suddenly had a bright smile on his face.

This was what Liu Jian said just now, Yang Xiaoqian processed it, returned it to him, and slapped him in the face.

Five hundred dollars a corn!

Two pieces of corn are a thousand dollars!

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

The muscles at the corners of Wang Hui and Liu Jian's eyes trembled violently like an electric shock, and they greeted Yang Xiaoqian's eighteenth and eighteenth generations of ancestors one after another in their hearts, but on the surface, they smiled and nodded in agreement.

The two of them just want to leave this moody little devil as soon as possible at the moment, and if they don't leave, they may break their arms and legs again, not to mention five hundred pieces of corn, as long as they have one on them, they will also give one thousand yuan.

"We give, we give!"

The two agreed again and again, and with trembling hands, they took out all the money on their bodies.

The entire farmers' market is their territory, and each stall has a protection fee of ten yuan, and the two have collected more than 800 yuan in protection fees, plus their own 200 yuan, just scraping together 1,000 yuan to pay for corn.

"Hey, hey, we're all old acquaintances, the two of you are so polite!"

Yang Xiaoqian had a sunny face, and honestly and unceremoniously put a thousand yuan in his pocket.

"Brother Yang, you are busy, we still have some things, let's go first, we will have a treat another day......"

The two nodded their heads, laughed and said a few polite words, endured the severe pain, turned around and landed on one leg, limping and leaving.

"Wait!"

Yang Xiaoqian's faint voice floated throughout the farmers' market.

The corners of Wang Hui and Liu Jian's mouths twitched, Ji Lingling shuddered, stopped, turned around together, and looked at Yang Xiaoqian with a smile on his face.

Yang Xiaoqian's faint gaze fell on the two bamboo baskets that fell to the ground and the corn scattered on the ground, his eyes were full of expression, and he didn't say a word.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were so frightened that they hurriedly limped over, sat on the ground like dogs in pain, picked up the bamboo basket with another hand that had not been scrapped, and placed the corn neatly into the two bamboo baskets one by one.

After doing this, the two of them were already soaked in cold sweat, dying of pain, gritting their teeth and standing up, and they had to nod to Yang Xiaoqian with a smile on their faces.

The scene was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xiaoqian, not knowing how this young man would torture these two gangsters.

"Get out!"

Yang Xiaoqian rolled his eyes, too lazy to look at these two little minions again, his target was Zhao Dabao, who was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were relieved, turned around and limped and fled quickly.

No one saw that at the moment when the two turned to leave, there was a fierce and hideous unconvincing look on their faces.

The two thugs violently collect protection money in the area, and the vendors grit their teeth at them.

Yang Xiaoqian beat them away, and the vendors were all very relieved, and they swarmed excitedly, and the stars surrounded him like the moon, and they talked about it:

Some people praised Yang Xiaoqian for how great a young hero he was, some people hoped that Yang Xiaoqian would be their boss so that they wouldn't have to be afraid of being bullied by those gangsters, and some people advised Yang Xiaoqian to leave quickly, in case the two gangsters called someone to retaliate......

Finally knowing who is behind the scenes, Yang Xiaoqian originally planned to kill Zishan No. 1 Middle School today, find out Zhao Dabao, violently overturn, and take revenge.

But after tasting the sweetness of being strong and powerful, Yang Xiaoqian became more and more eager to be strong, and only when he was strong could he get back the lost dignity one by one.

The "Aotian Duzun Gong" in his mind made his heart itch and scratch, and after thinking about it, he still decided to go back to Yangjiagou to practice behind closed doors for a period of time, and now cultivation is the most important thing.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

What's more, it won't take long, and let Zhao Dabao stabilize for a few days first, and then go to him to settle the account after his strength has reached a higher level!

Four boxes of cooked corn have been sold for two boxes, making more than two hundred yuan, plus the two gangsters who blackmailed him for a thousand yuan, he already has more than two hundred yuan.

After all the four frames of cooked corn were sold out, it was only about 500 yuan, and Yang Xiaoqian was not greedy for cheapness, leaving 500 yuan, and the rest of the money was distributed to those traders who were charged protection money.

Anyway, the money was collected by the two thugs for their protection, and it belonged to them in the first place.

Most of these traders are simple farmers from the countryside, and they never expected that the protection money collected would come back, and they looked at Yang Xiaoqian with tears in their eyes, and they didn't know what to say.

Yang Xiaoqian smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, it felt quite cool to do good deeds.

He was in a hurry to go back to cultivation, and the remaining two baskets of corn were no longer sold, and he could take them back to eat.

The vendors rushed to help Yang Xiaoqian carry the basket onto the donkey cart, Yang Xiaoqian waved goodbye to the vendors, and drove the donkey cart away.

At this time, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was completely possible to rush back to Yangjiagou when it was dark.

On the way, passing by a steamed bread shop, Yang Xiaoqian got out of the car and bought 500 steamed buns, and bought ten pimple pickles at the pickle shop next door.

Xiao Mao likes to eat corn stalks and skins, and last night he brought home a lot of corn stalks, and he couldn't be hungry for it at all.

Suddenly remembering that Li Fangfang asked him to pay 500 steamed buns, Yang Xiaoqian smiled slightly, went to the steamed bun shop to buy 500 steamed buns, and then drove the donkey cart off.

"Driving ......"

"Wow......"

As soon as Yang Xiaoqian drove the donkey cart out of town, he was stopped by a group of thugs riding the prince's motorcycle.

(Come to a wave of collection and recommendation~)