People in the mountains go to bed early, and as soon as night falls, Yangjiagou is already quiet, and occasionally a few dog barks are heard.

Yang Xiaoqian lay on the clay kang, looking at the destitute home, thinking about his future.

Rhubarb lay under the bed and fell asleep.

The pain of losing his father and the existential crisis made Yang Xiaoqian forget the mysterious inheritance he had obtained for the time being, and now making money to live is the most important thing.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had planted some corn in my field, which could be cooked and sold in the town tomorrow.

He said he would do it, got out of bed and went out, put on a donkey cart, and hurried into the field in the night.

I broke a donkey cart of raw corn, returned home and cooked it in a large pot, and filled four large bamboo baskets with cooked corn.

By this time it was dawn, he fed the donkey with corn stalks, ate a cooked corn for breakfast, and then hurried out on the donkey cart.

After nearly three hours of walking over the mountains, I came to the town.

Finding a bustling farmer's market, Yang Xiaoqian set up a stall and began to sell cooked corn.

The corn in the mountains is big and fragrant, and the value is affordable, one dollar, and it quickly attracted a lot of people.

There are almost 500 cooked corn in four large bamboo baskets, and two baskets were sold in one morning, earning more than 200 yuan.

Looks like it's going to sell out before dark.

At noon, I bought two steamed buns, drank a bottle of water bottled with waste mineral water brought from home, and hurriedly settled my lunch.

At this time, two eighteen or nineteen-year-old thugs, dyed yellow hair, with gilded necklaces, dragged and dragged to the farmer's market.

"Brother Hui is good! Brother Jian is good! This is my protection money!"

"We rely on Brother Hui and Brother Jian to do business, so we can have a good life today, this is the protection fee for honoring you two!"

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The vendors on both sides of the farmer's market were all terrified when they saw the two yellow hairs, and they all said good things, and each took out ten yuan to pay the protection fee.

"Brother Hui Jian, I haven't opened today, do you think this protection fee can be forgiven for a few days?"

A peasant woman who sold vegetables said pitifully.

"Fuck you, fucking old shit, dare to bargain with Lao Tzu, hand it over to me!"

"If you are paralyzed and don't pay the protection fee, believe it or not, Lao Tzu smashed your stall?"

Two yellow hairs kicked the old woman violently, scolding and scolding.

The merchants sympathized with the peasant women, but they were afraid of the might of the two thugs, and none of them dared to stop them.

"I'm handing over! I'm handing over! Please don't beat me......"

The peasant woman got up from the ground with difficulty, left two lines of tears of grievance, took out a plastic bag containing a dime change from her pocket, and counted out ten yuan and handed it to the two yellow hairs.

The two yellow-haired scolded and collected the protection fee of the peasant woman, and continued to collect the protection fee of the next stall.

"It's really a narrow road!"

As soon as the two yellow hairs walked into the farmers' market, Yang Xiaoqian recognized them at a glance, and his anger surged in an instant.

The two were the same two thugs who wounded him that night!

The two yellow hairs dragged and dragged to Yang Xiaoqian's stall, and were about to open their mouths to collect protection money, but they looked at Yang Xiaoqian and were stunned at the same time.

"Shout, isn't this the perverted boy who stole women's underwear from Zishan No. 1 Middle School?"

A yellow hair named Wang Hui recognized Yang Xiaoqian first, stepped on the basket with one foot, looked arrogant, reached out and took a corn from the frame, peeled it and gnawed it.

"Oh, it's really you kid! Fate, fate! Hehehe, since we're all old acquaintances, we have to show something, so let's do it, we charge others ten yuan a day for protection, and yours for a hundred yuan! Hehehe, who let us be old acquaintances!"

Another Huang Mao named Liu Jian also recognized Yang Xiaoqian, and saw that he had sold two baskets of corn, and planned to blackmail him fiercely.

A hundred dollars a day for protection!

The vendors in the farmers' market gasped when they heard this, and their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at Yang Xiaoqian.

The vendors have already seen that the two gangsters have a holiday with Yang Xiaoqian, and the two are deliberately manipulating him.

The enemy who injured himself is right in front of him, as long as he can defeat these two little gangsters, he can force him to find out who is behind the design to frame him!

Yang Xiaoqian knew very well in his heart, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were staring at the two gangsters, as if he was about to breathe fire.

can think of the fierceness of the two thugs beating people, but their legs shook uncontrollably.

Although he is tall and tall, he is a head taller than two gangsters, but he has known learning since he was a child, and he has never argued with others, let alone fights.

"I won't give you a penny of protection money! You ate two of my corn, one piece at a time, a total of two yuan!"

"Also, you say, who ordered you to beat me that night?"

Yang Xiaoqian plucked up his courage, clenched his fists, took a step forward, and glared at the two, his eyes as if they were about to erupt into flames.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were stunned at the same time, obviously no one expected that Yang Xiaoqian, who was beaten up by them that night and looked for teeth, would be so kind!

"Aha...... Didn't I hear me right? Not only did this kid not pay the protection money, but he actually asked us to pay! He wants to know who is behind it!"

"Hahaha...... I think this kid either ate the gall of an ambitious leopard, or his head was kicked by a donkey!"

Wang Hui and Liu Jian glanced at each other, and burst out laughing at the same time, laughing so much that tears were about to come out.

"Tell me, who instructed you?"

Thinking of his father's death and being expelled from school, Yang Xiaoqian was furious, his face turned red, and he yelled desperately.

"it, I don't give you some color quietly, you are paralyzed and itchy!"

"Fuck~ your mother, dare to play tricks in front of Lao Tzu!"

Wang Hui and Liu Jian's majesty was provoked, and they were all furious, one of them directly kicked over two boxes full of corn, and at the same time threw the half-eaten corn cob in his hand into Yang Xiaoqian's face, and then kicked Yang Xiaoqian's chest at the same time.

"Smack!"

Two corn cobs slammed into Yang Xiaoqian's forehead.

"Bang bang!"

Wang Hui and Liu Jian's feet kicked Yang Xiaoqian in the chest.

The vendors at the scene let out a burst of exclamation, and they all closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at this cruel scene.

However, an unexpected scene happened next!

"Click!"

"Click!"

Two crisp fracture sounds sounded, Wang Hui and Liu Jian screamed at the same time, flew out upside down like two cannonballs, and fell heavily to the ground.

The two of them each had a broken leg, and they sat on the ground with the broken leg in their arms and wailed.

Which play is this?

Nima, that's too exaggerated!

The vendors were stunned as they watched this scene, all stunned.

Yang Xiaoqian was intact, standing dumbfounded, even more confused.

Just now, two corn cobs smashed on his forehead, like a stone, and it was torn apart on the spot.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian's two feet kicked him in the chest, as if they were kicked on a hard iron plate, fractured on the spot, and flew out.

"Oh my God, how did I become so powerful? Is it because I cultivated that "Proud Heaven Solo Gong"?"

Yang Xiaoqian looked dazed, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering the mysterious inheritance transmitted to him by the strange birthmark on his shoulder.

In that cave, after he obtained a large amount of inheritance, he immediately began to practice the "Aotian Duzun Gong", although he only cultivated a little fur, but his physical functions have unconsciously undergone earth-shaking changes.

Wang Hui and Liu Jian were extremely hard-toothed, and the two of them landed on one foot, stood up in severe pain, and at the same time took out a dagger, killing and surging.

Seeing that the knives were moving, the vendors at the scene retreated one after another, letting out one after another exclamations.

suddenly became so strong, Yang Xiaoqian's confidence skyrocketed, his face was fearless, and he strode bravely towards the two gangsters.

"you, I'll kill you!"

"Fuck~ your mother, give me death!"

The severe pain of the broken leg made Wang Hui and Liu Jian completely lose their minds, and they stabbed Yang Xiaoqian wildly together with daggers in hand.

If an ordinary person is faced with the knives stabbed by two irrational thugs, there is a good chance that his legs will be sore, and he will not be able to escape the poison.

But Yang Xiaoqian has cultivated "Aotian Duzun Gong", and he is no longer an ordinary person, after his confidence skyrocketed, he was completely sure that he would overturn the two gangsters with his bare hands.

The knives stabbed at Yang Xiaoqian by the two thugs seemed to be extremely fast in the eyes of others at the scene, but in the eyes of Yang Xiaoqian, it seemed to be as slow as slow motion to the extreme.

Yang Xiaoqian sneered, and in the exclamation of everyone, two punches burst out, and the last hair came first, directly smashing on the mouths of the two!