Although Yan Yun said it with a smile, in the eyes of a 30-year-old man, Yan Yun was definitely not laughing, but threatening and intimidating himself.

After a long time, the 30-year-old man finally broke out with red eyes, and reached out to grab the shovel.

"Look for a draw!" Yan Yun saw that the 30-year-old man had moved, and immediately took a step back, and the shovel in his hand drew a half-arc, which slapped the 30-year-old man's legs.

"Oops" screamed. The 30-year-old man was hit with a shovel and fell to the ground in pain. A pair of eyes stared at Yan Yun fiercely.

Being stared at like this by a 30-year-old man, Yan Yun was energetic, and when he took the shovel, he kicked the legs of the man who fell to the ground.

After kicking a little tired, Yan Yun let out a sigh, just squatted down and said with a smile: "Don't look at me from behind, otherwise I won't kick you next time!" ”

After speaking, Yan Yun smiled and walked away, the 30-year-old man looked aggrieved and depressed, although he looked at you with resentment just now, then there is no need to kick me like this. But thinking that today was just a hard kick, and not as bad as hitting the ground on the forehead the day before yesterday, the man felt that he was lucky today.

The people around looked at Yan Yun bullying a 30-year-old man like this, and they all pretended not to see it, anyway, it was none of their business.

After a while, the noise of Sun Chao's three-wheeled motorcycle sounded. After kicking the 30-year-old man, Yan Yun felt that he was in a good mood and walked towards the mine with the flow of people, and the 30-year-old man also blended into the flow of people after getting up.

The day before yesterday he was beaten, the 30-year-old man can be said to have rested for two days before relieving, although he was also beaten today, but he has not eaten for two days, if he does not act, he will definitely starve to death in a short time.

As soon as he arrived at the mine, Yan Yun went to the bottom.

The old monk is the same as yesterday, and the dust on his bald head seems to be a little more.

"Good morning, Master." Yan Yun smiled and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter with the benefactor?" Just when Yan Yun thought that the old monk would not say anything, the old monk opened his mouth and said.

"Master, you feel ten years younger today!" Yan Yun was overjoyed, and then said with a smile.

"Ten years old? The old man lived alone for seventy-four years, and ten years younger did he let the old man live alone for ten more years? The old monk raised his eyebrows lightly and said in a light tone. As he spoke, there seemed to be more cloudiness in his eyes than just now.

Yan Yun was a little embarrassed, this sycophant was slapped on the horse's leg.

"Master, can you teach me supernatural powers?" With a smile, Yan Yun slapped himself in his heart and said what he said yesterday.

"What is God? What is Tong? What is supernatural power? How much does the old man himself not understand what to teach the benefactor? The old monk shook his head gently.

Yan Yun was a little confused again, remembering that the ragged monk last time was able to collect the three-legged spider at a young age, how could this old monk not have supernatural powers? Could it be that this old monk has no magical powers, but this is impossible, being pierced by a steel bar through the pipa bone, if Yan Yun is not dead and crippled, then can he be so calm as the old monk?

"Then master, can you teach me something casually?" After hesitating for a moment, Yan Yun said very sincerely.

"What's what? What is it? The old monk exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then closed his eyes gently.

Hearing the old monk say this, Yan Yun was a little annoyed. This monk is really nonsense. said some words that people couldn't understand, but Yan Yun didn't have any way to deal with the old monk.

If you say something ugly to the old monk or do something wrong, don't preach things at that time, maybe you will shoot Yan Yun to death here in a fit of anger.

"What will the master do?" Scratching his head, Yan Yun thought that what he said was too vague, so he said very clearly.

But at this moment, the old monk is already the same as yesterday, Yan Yun called twice, and after seeing that the old monk did not react, he concentrated on digging up the small crystal.

Six hours, which were quickly passed under this concentration, made a noise from Sun Chao's tricycle.

Because he didn't get a kerosene lamp today, Yan Yun took the lead out of the mine after saying goodbye to the master.

The sky was dark, and Sun Chao drove a three-wheeled motorcycle very leisurely in front of him. The four or five hundred people behind him were relatively quiet at the moment. Because today, the four or five hundred people dug up not a lot of small crystals, the most ten, the least even one. And Yan Yun belongs to the middle of the five.

After hiding a small crystal again, Yan Yun walked slowly in the crowd with a shovel, and a very hateful look faintly appeared on his body.

Yan Yun felt very uncomfortable with this hateful look, and when he looked back, it turned out to be a 30-year-old man who was kicked by him in the morning.

At this time, the 30-year-old man walked behind the most stubborn, his body swayed a little because of hunger, and his hands were full of dirt, and there was faint blood dripping out.

Looking at the 30-year-old man like this, Yan Yun frowned and slowed down. A 30-year-old man awaits.

Yan Yun's pace slowed down, and the 30-year-old man immediately noticed that he was also slowing down, his resentful eyes disappeared, and his eyes looked around

After walking slowly for hundreds of meters like this, Yan Yun completely stopped his footsteps. The 30-year-old man wanted to stop, but after a second he decided to look directly at Yan Yun. The hatred in his eyes was no longer concealed, and it looked like he was about to break the jar.

"Give me back my shovel!" The 30-year-old man glared at Yan Yun fiercely and stretched out his palm with a trace of blood.

"Give it back to you? Joke, did I tell you anything in the morning? Yan Yun smiled and said lightly.

Seeing Yan Yun smile, the 30-year-old man immediately felt bad, the courage that he had brought up, and the anger in his heart immediately extinguished most, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the shovel!" ”

"This shovel is yours? Tell you if you forgot what I said in the morning? Yan Yun smiled at this time, how could the things in his hands be given to others? If you don't provoke me, I'll grab your shovel.

Of course, if the 30-year-old man didn't send it to the door, Yan Yun would also find a way to get a shovel or a tool. People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake!

Now, in these last days, if you are not strong, others will bully you. People are good at being bullied by others, and horses are good at being ridden by others. Yan Yun remembered this sentence very clearly.

In this case, as long as there are people who have nothing to do with Yan Yun, it is useless to him in any way. If it weren't for the Huarong community not allowing people to kill, Yan Yun would have killed this 30-year-old man a long time ago.

In the cruel last days, you have a noble status, you have a prominent position, and you have a lot of money, so what, you are not used as the lowest labor tool by the superiors of the last days.

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