Xia Ye took off his crossbow and showed the big 'A' character on it to the neighbors.

Another exclamation!

As one of the three major forging masters of the Xia tribe, Xia Jia's mark is familiar to even children, after all, it is every man's dream to have a weapon he has built himself.

"Hagar's weapons, do you think you can buy them if you have money?"

Xia Ye snorted coldly, firstly, to explain the origin of the equipment to avoid everyone's suspicion, and also to formally propose Mo Wuxuan, so that everyone would know that he had a backstage, so that this kind of thing would happen again.

Sure enough, Xia Qian's face was ugly, did he kick the iron plate? But why does this Xia Ye make people value Mo Wuxuan?

The neighbors no longer doubt it, after all, Xia Ye is not only poor, he has no status, he is a waste, not to mention Xia Jia, even his apprentice will not take care of him, so the equipment must have been sent by Mo Wu, but why?

"Could it be that Xia Ye made a noodle head?"

The neighbors looked at Xia Ye again and found that although this kid was still not strong enough, he was tall, muscular, tied in a single ponytail tied behind his head, and his hair swayed lightly in the wind, giving him an indescribable delicate temperament, which was different from the common macho taste, and it was very attractive.

"You wait, I'll go back and get the evidence now!"

Xia Qian bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, as a tax officer, the background of Da Mozao, he knew a little bit, that was an existence that he couldn't afford to provoke, and at first glance, Xia Ye might be related to Mo Wu, so he found an excuse, so he was ready to slide his feet and wait and see first.

"Whew!"

Hearing this, several aunts who cared about Xia Lingyue immediately breathed a sigh of relief, this level was avoided, but Xia Ye's next sentence made their hearts rise again.

"Wait!"

Xia Ye spoke: "Did I let you go?"

"What?"

The onlookers were about to disperse, they were stunned for a moment, turned their heads, looked at Xia Ye in surprise, and wanted to ask, you kid is not crazy, right?

Xia Qian doesn't trouble you, what's the matter? Are you still going to take revenge?

"What did you say?"

Xia Qian was stunned for a moment, followed by a wave of anger rushing straight to his head: "What kind of attitude do you have? Do you really think I can't clean you up?"

"Natsuno!"

Xia Lingyue pulled her younger brother.

"Leave it to me!"

Xia Ye put down his backpack and walked straight to Xia Qian: "Which hand did you hit my sister?"

"Right hand!"

Xia Qian tried to straighten his back, but the short figure made him stand with Xia Ye, and he was still half a head shorter, like a funny duck egg.

"Natsuno, that's enough!"

The aunt next door discouraged.

"What's the matter? Are you going to abolish me?"

Xia Qian raised his right hand and placed it in front of Xia Ye and gestured: "Come on, I am a tax collector, in charge of the tax collection in the slums, by the way, my brother-in-law is Xia Qingdong...... Ahh

Xia Qian's boasting turned into a scream before it was over, because Xia Ye grabbed his finger and broke it hard!

Boom!

The little finger was directly broken.

", little bunny, I'm going to kill you!"

Xia Qian scolded, his eyes were red.

Xia Ye's right fist clenched, and he slammed it on Xia Qian's mouth with all his might.

Bang!

Xia Qian tilted his head back, and his threatening words were all knocked back into his throat with blood and broken teeth.

Yes!

The audience exclaimed, no one expected Xia Ye to really dare to make a move, did he know Xia Qian's identity?

"You ......"

Xia Qian stared at Xia Ye viciously, and before he finished speaking, he was punched in the face again.

Bang! Bang!

The iron fist bombarded, and the blood scattered like plum blossoms, wetting the dirt.

Seeing Xia Ye make a move, Xia Lingyue didn't persuade her, and stood there quietly, thinking quickly about how to deal with the aftermath, and at the same time, a sense of pride rose in her heart.

My younger brother grew up and knew how to protect himself.

Xia Qian was stunned, his strength was not good, and his pampered life in the past few years had already ruined his body, so he had no power to fight back at all.

Bang!

Xia Qian fell to the ground, his face covered in blood, and he was miserable.

"Right hand?"

Natsuno's right foot, wearing a boot, stepped on Natsu Qian's arm.

Xiao Xiangguo grabbed a stone the size of a pineapple in his hand, squatted next to it, and smashed his fingers.

Bang!

There was blood and shredded flesh splattered.

Yes!

Xia Qian screamed.

"Ahh

Xiao Xiangguo frowned, grabbed the stone, and was about to shoot at Xia Qian's head, he was too noisy.

"Don't, fainted, how can you taste the pain?"

Natsuno pouted.

"Hmm!"

Xiang Guo said that he understood, and then grabbed the big bluestone and smashed Xia Qian's five fingers one by one like smashing a walnut.

On the ground, there was a puddle of blurred traces of flesh and blood.

Bang! Bang!

The impact of the big bluestone on the ground not only smashed the fingers, but also hit the hearts of the onlookers.

For a moment, they were all stunned and looked at Xia Ye.

Especially the neighbors who know Xia Ye, they can't believe it, is this still the sick boy they know?

In the crowd, there was a dead silence.

Xia Qian has done too many bad things on weekdays, and no one begs for mercy for him at all, especially Xia Laoshi, who feels extremely happy and can't wait to do it himself.

"You're done, hiss, my brother-in-law won't let you go!"

Xia Qian threatened, and killing intent was everywhere.

Xiang Guo grabbed the big bluestone with both hands, smacked it, and slapped it on Xia Qian's mouth, and his entire chin was shattered.

"It's annoying, like a fly!"

After complaining, he changed his position and began to smash Xia Qian's left hand, not planning to leave him a single one anyway.

This time, the audience was silent, and everyone was frightened by this violent little Lori.

"Enough, if you keep fighting, he'll die!"

A middle-aged man stood up, he was one of the five chiefs of the slums, half official and half civilian, with little power, responsible for supervision, preventing the emergence of fugitives, and when the patriarch's order was issued, it could be smoothly implemented among the people, to put it bluntly, it was the role of a watchdog.

"When my sister was bullied, why didn't you stand up?"

Xia Ye asked rhetorically.

"Ugh!"

Li Chang choked, and said in his heart that your sister can be compared with the tax officer, but looking at Xia Qian's half-dead miserable appearance, the words came to his lips and swallowed back.

I don't know why, today's Xia Ye makes him afraid.

Seeing that Xia Qian had completely fainted, Xiang Guo stared at the chief and walked over grabbing the blood-stained stone.

"Whatever you want!"

The lieutenant hurriedly stepped back, not wanting to get into trouble.

"Young Master Xia Zhitang, are you here to find me?"

Natsuno looked at the crowd.

"What? You want me to solve your problems?"

A young man in silk walked out, and the people on both sides hurriedly bowed their heads and retreated, this is the youngest son of the great prophet of the Xia clan, the real second generation of power.

Say hello to people? They don't have that qualification.

"This guy has plagued the slums for several years, greedy for ink taxes, raped other people's wives and daughters, forced good people to death, and ruined more than a dozen families, I want to ask Young Master Xia, is this the Xia clan under the rule of the Great Prophet?"

Xia Ye asked, word by word.

Hiss!

The onlookers bent their heads lower, and their hearts were sweating for Xia Ye, you are really not afraid of death!

"Ha, do I seem to be a person who can get carried away by a few words of agitation? Don't take me for a fool!"

Xia Zhitang teased, and quickly cleared up: "Whether this guy is guilty or not, he needs to be interrogated by the great patriarch!"

"I've been out of town for the past few days to see the Great Wizard, and he gave me some strange things!"

Xia Ye immediately changed the subject, as long as he got in touch with Xia Zhitang, who would dare to arrest him? Xia Qian's status was too low, and no one would offend the son of the Great Prophet for him.

"Oh?"

Xia Zhitang looked overjoyed, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, that kind of sweet red sand, it was really forgetful, and he didn't have a taste for anything in the past few days.

Xia Ye said that fifteen days later, he would have to distinguish the gold for the second time, but Xia Zhitang couldn't wait for tomorrow, so he came to see it in advance, but he didn't expect to see this scene.

To be honest, he heard Xia Frog's words, this Xia Qian is indeed not a thing, even if he plays with other people's wives, he also beats other people's children, which is too dirty.

"I'll take some for Young Master Xia, but I can't break the rules set by the Great Prophet, but I can give you more!"

Xia Ye smiled: "I hope that Young Master Xia will identify the strange thing as soon as possible!"

"Okay, go!"

Xia Zhitang urged, he was not short of money.

When he saw the red sand, Xia Zhitang held it in his hand, leaned in front of his nose, and took a deep breath, the sweetness went straight to his heart, he wanted to eat, but he was reluctant, and wanted to take it back to honor his father and mother first.

"Wait, I'll recognize this soon!"

After Xia Zhitang finished speaking, he glanced at Xia Qian who was like a dead dog: "This guy corrupts the atmosphere of the Xia tribe, I will let my father deprive him of his position and demote him to a slave." ”

Xia Qian, who had just woken up, heard this, and almost fainted without being shocked.

The onlookers were stunned, followed by more than a dozen people who were crazy, rushed to Xia Qian, punched and kicked him, just a slave, lower than their status, if they were killed, they would be killed, and they would repay the losses they had suffered in the past few years.

"Phew, Xia Qian Dog Thief, you have today!"

Xia scolded honestly.

Xia Qian was just about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Young Master Xia has eliminated harm for the people, the Great Prophet will be proud of you if he knows about it!"

Xia Ye praised, in fact, Xia Zhitang didn't make a move, he also had a way to kill Xia Qian, the ancient method of making brown sugar, the purification of snow salt, any kind, it was enough for Xia Qian to be killed a hundred times.

"Don't compliment me!"

Xia Zhitang looked at Xia Ye: "Your equipment is pretty cool, to be honest, I have a way for you to avoid the blood survival trial, as long as you ......"

Xia Zhitang didn't say the latter words, but glanced at the brown sugar, it goes without saying that his father speculated that this red sand should be artificially made, but he didn't know the method!

Natsuno shook his head.

"Hehe, too!"

Xia Zhitang shook his head, a touch of disdain and loss crossed his eyes, this young man, I'm afraid he doesn't know a few big characters, let him secretly figure out the production method of strange things, it is simply to let the wild dog learn to write, it is completely difficult for a strong man!

"Gone!"

Xia Zhitang waved his hand, meaning to be happy.

Xia Lingyue clenched her fists, the thick contempt in Xia Zhitang's eyes pierced her heart, and her younger brother was underestimated.

She wanted to shout that the kind of brown sugar that made the nobles crazy and was unique in this world was made by her younger brother.