Bei Xiaoya saw him lying on the ground and shouted like a scoundrel, and the people around her instigated hit the soldier even more retaliate, she couldn't stand it, so she raised her foot and kicked the man in the back.

The man curled up in pain, and his voice lowered, "Look, the soldier is beating people, and the soldier is going to kill me." ”

The person next to him saw him rolling on the ground in pain, hurriedly walked over and helped him up, and then accused Bei Xiaoya and said, "How can you have such a heavy hand as a little girl," After speaking, looking at the ordinary clothes on Bei Xiaoya's body, he asked uncertainly, "Are you a member of the team?" ”

"You don't care who I am, you guys are trying to do it." Bei Xiaoya took a step closer to them with her fist in her hand, and Zhao Jun stood behind her and noticed her movements, and hurriedly pulled her.

"We're going to make a big deal out of it, you can't hit them."

The people next to him looked at each other when they heard Zhao Jun's words, and when they didn't know what to do, a person suddenly ran over from the crowd in the distance, and said a few words to the villagers with wooden sticks close to their ears. The villager with the wooden stick nodded after listening to his words, and then shouted at Bei Xiaoya with the wooden stick in his hand, "This woman is the chief's wife, everyone grabs her and asks the chief to return the body to us." ”

When the people around heard the man's words, they all turned their eyes to Bei Xiaoya. But when she saw that she was a powerless little girl, no one really could bear to go up and do anything with her. The man with the wooden stick saw that no one in the crowd made a move, so he waved the wooden stick and hit Bei Xiaoya.

In such a situation, how could Bei Xiaoya not fight back. She didn't wait for the man to get close and kicked him on the shoulder with a high whip leg, the man didn't expect her to come with such a kick, and she was kicked to the ground by Bei Xiaoya without any defense.

The man struggled to his feet, his hand clutching the shoulder where he had been kicked and leaning over again. Bei Xiaoya was also unceremoniously, and kicked on her back again. The man was already a little unsteady on his feet, and after eating the kick directly opposite him, he fell straight over.

The people next to him finally couldn't stand it, and rushed towards Bei Xiaoya with brooms and shovels in their hands.

At this time, Bei Xiaoya had already faintly sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't have time to think about it, and when she saw that the crowd had already rushed in front of her, she squatted down and swept over. These people are all villagers who work, where do they know how to defend. Bei Xiaoya only swept her legs, and the first few people fell to the ground in response.

The people behind picked up the fallen person and hit Bei Xiaoya again. Seeing that these people are completely irrational, Bei Xiaoya is not polite, she clenched her fists and put on a posture, and fought with the crowd with one punch and one kick.

The villagers couldn't stand Bei Xiaoya's fist, and fell to the ground after a while. Zhao Jun looked at the villagers who fell to the ground, only sighed again and again, and persuaded in his mouth, "You take it lightly, don't hurt them, they didn't mean it." ”

Zhao Jun was also born in the countryside, so he can naturally understand their set of concepts. The concept that the dead have to go to the ancestral grave is a concept that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is actually normal for them to not accept it for a while. The villagers had no cultural knowledge, let alone that such a large number of corpses would cause a plague if they were not disposed of properly, and they had no such concept in their hearts.

Where can Bei Xiaoya listen to Zhao Jun's words now, these people are crazy now, and they can't wait to kill them, how can she still let them fight. Seeing that there were still people who didn't give up and got up to fight back, Bei Xiaoya threw them to the ground with three punches and two kicks.

Seeing that she didn't dare to come up, Bei Xiaoya withdrew her fist and wanted to see Zhao Jun's injury. But before she could turn around, she was confronted by several more men, each with a short stick in his hand, and with a grim face, which did not look like an ordinary villager at all.

The doubt in Bei Xiaoya's heart was revealed again, and after seeing that these people's footsteps were steady and not chaotic, it was easy for a discerning person to judge that these people had practiced. How could there be such thugs among the villagers, it was obvious that someone took advantage of the chaos to find fault.

Seeing those people getting closer and closer, Bei Xiaoya picked up a wooden stick on the ground and grabbed it in her hand, and then put on a posture of fighting.

Those people quickened their pace, and within a few seconds, they came to Bei Xiaoya's face, picked up the stick and greeted her unceremoniously. Bei Xiaoya was at a disadvantage from the beginning when she was besieged by several people, and the kung fu of these people was far from being comparable to the gangsters in the bazaar. Bei Xiaoya was struggling to dodge the attack of the wooden stick, while observing the opportunity to counterattack.

Seeing that she was at a disadvantage, the attacks on their hands became more and more violent. These people are indeed not ordinary villagers, they were just ordered to come here to intensify the conflict between the villagers and the troops, but they didn't expect to meet Bei Xiaoya. They had fallen to Yang too many times before, and now that his woman was alone, they would not miss such a good opportunity for revenge.

Bei Xiaoya saw that every stick of these people wanted her life, and she gradually guessed their purpose. I have no grievances with them, where is the need for them to clean themselves up at the risk of exposure. The only possibility is that they came because they were the daughter-in-law of the chief, and Yu Yang stayed here for more than two years, and he did not destroy the interests of these people. They can't do anything with Yu Yang, so they naturally put the finger on themselves. The ideas in Bei Xiaoya's mind became clearer and clearer, and the movements in her hands became more and more difficult to deal with.

Zhao Jun was in a hurry watching from the sidelines, and he also wanted to help with a stick at his feet, but the movements of those people didn't even give him a chance to get closer.

"Come and help," Zhao Jun shouted for help as he approached eagerly.

But the soldiers were all holding back the rioting crowd at the inside, and they couldn't hear his shouts at all, so naturally no one could rush to the back to help.

Zhao Jun hurriedly turned around with a stick, and seeing that Bei Xiaoya was about to eat the stick, he rushed towards those people with a sullen head. It was just that the man had just rushed a few steps forward, and before he could get close to them, he was kicked back by one of them. Zhao Jun took a kick in the stomach, took a few steps back unsteadily, and then fell to the ground.

"Su Yin, be careful." Zhao Jun struggled to stand up again while shouting, and prepared his movements, waiting for the opportunity to rush inside.

Bei Xiaoya wanted him to stay away, but the movements of those people pressed her, she didn't dare to be the slightest insolent, and she didn't have the energy to distract herself.

"I didn't expect you to be quite capable of fighting." One of them watched Bei Xiaoya block so many of their sticks, and his tone was a little admiring. However, as soon as the words of praise were finished, he said coldly, "You have settled this hardship today, don't expect someone to help you, we have to let Yu Yang teach him a lesson." After the man finished speaking, he swung his stick harder and hit Bei Xiaoya.

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