dragged his tired body back to his wooden house, which was still half a distance away, when suddenly a group of more than a dozen people stood in front of him.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and when he walked in, although these people had changed into miscellaneous uniforms, the arrogant expressions on their faces, and the hair bundles had not changed, they were the miscellaneous servants disciples who came to the miscellaneous servants with him yesterday, and two of them were the two people who had seen them fall out of the handsome young man's house before, and at this time, the two of them were limping, each holding a wooden stick. Judging by the way they looked at this time, it seemed that they were specifically here to block him, because they blocked his way back to his cabin.

Due to the remoteness of the wooden house where Ye Fan was, the sky was also dark at this time, and the people around him didn't notice him at all, but the handsome young man sitting in the house, his divine sense swept over, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his face showed a look of interest.

Ye Fan was holding a small half bowl of leftover rice in his left hand, and slowly touched the axe on his waist with his right hand, and slowly walked in front of the dozen or so people step by step, and they got closer and closer, until there was still a distance of two or three meters between the two sides, and one of the dozen people slowly stood up.

"Tu Baozi, stop for me!" The young man spoke in an arrogant tone, holding a long wooden stick, and was approaching Ye Fan step by step, and after a closer look, this person was Jia Yu who was taught a lesson by the handsome young man after Ye Fan left yesterday.

"What are you stopping me from?" Ye Fan was very puzzled, he had no contact with these people, and he didn't even say a word, how did they find him?

"Hmph, if it weren't for you, how could Bully Wang arrange so much work for us, why do you do the least work!" Jia Yu held the wooden stick, his face slightly hideous.

Wang Bully is the nickname given to the handsome young man by the miscellaneous servant of the miscellaneous department, in fact, his name is Wang Dazhi, because he is unreasonable, so he has the origin of this nickname.

"What does this have to do with me?" Although there were a lot of people on the other side, Ye Fan asked not to be outdone, in his heart, he was really not afraid of these people.

"Why do we come to the miscellaneous service together, you only need to chop five bundles of firewood every day, and we have to cut ten bundles!" Jia Yu finished speaking, and the people behind him echoed one after another, with a great tendency of righteous indignation.

Ye Fan heard it in a fog, even if it was like this, it had nothing to do with him, but in the hearts of Jia Yu and his party, they didn't think so, they thought that it must be Wang Dazhi who looked at Ye Fan pitifully and asked him to chop less dry firewood, and the rest of the dry firewood was shared with them.

This afternoon, some people were tired from chopping wood, and they couldn't complete the task of being tired and tired, and a few hungry and tired people organized to find Wang Dazhi theory, who would have thought that Wang Dazhi not only didn't make sense at all, but directly threw them out, and said that if they were not satisfied, they would go to Ye Fan theory.

Hearing Wang Dazhi say this, the group had the idea of blocking Ye Fan, their hearts were actually very simple, because they came to the miscellaneous servant at the same time, and they needed to cut ten bundles of firewood every day to have food, and they tried it today, let alone ten bundles, that is, cutting two bundles of firewood all made their hands full of blood blisters, and they couldn't do it at all, so when they remembered that Ye Fan's dirt bun only needed to cut five bundles of firewood a day, the more they thought about it, the more angry they became, and their hearts became more and more unbalanced, and today I heard the old man from the miscellaneous servant department say that when they first came, it was only five bundles a day。 I wanted to be more angry in my heart, so I thought that Ye Fan was dragging them down.

Whether it was because of Ye Fan or not, they had to use Ye Fan to vent the resentment in their hearts anyway.

Hearing that each of them had to cut ten bundles of firewood every day, Ye Fan was still a little surprised, in this way, I am afraid that these people will have to take off a layer of skin if they don't starve to death, he only cut four bundles of firewood today, so if he calculates, he can eat four days of food in five days, but he can't starve to death, maybe it will be faster in the future, and these people are afraid that they can only eat a full meal in a few days, looking at their appearance, Ye Fan suddenly felt that they were a little pitiful.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, beat him up first!" A voice behind Jia Yu sounded, and then rushed up from behind, holding wooden sticks of different lengths and sizes in their hands, even the two limping teenagers were not to be outdone and rushed towards him.

Ye Fan frowned, the axe was pulled out of his waist, and he was not afraid of the dozen or so people who rushed up, but picked up the axe and fought against it, and in an instant he burst out with unprecedented speed, not waiting for the enemy to make the first move, and took the lead in smashing the first person who attacked him with an axe, that is, Jia Yu.

Jia Yu didn't expect Ye Fan to face more than a dozen people on his side not only did not run but also had to do it, he panicked for a while, and hurriedly used a stick to block it, and Ye Fan was also prepared, it was okay to smash the miscellaneous servants and fight, but killing and beating the disabled people would be severely punished, after all, he was not facing jackals, tigers and leopards, so he used the back of the axe to smash it.

The wooden stick broke in response to the sound, and it can be seen that Ye Fan did not use any strength, and the back of the axe smashed on his arm, followed by his screams that resounded throughout the miscellaneous office, many old miscellaneous servants who were ready to sleep, heard the sound and turned over, every time the newcomers to the miscellaneous service department would make some movements, they were already strange, but there was a lively look, they were still happy to watch, everyone thought in their hearts, I don't know which big head was going to bully those newcomers.

The person who followed behind Jia Yu, seeing Jia Yu fall to the ground, covering his hands and screaming in pain, suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart, he wanted to retreat, but the person behind him couldn't see it because of the black light, so he couldn't care so much, and Ye Fan, who thought he was screaming, swarmed forward and squeezed the people in front.

Ye Fan is not merciful, facing the person who pounces, he goes down with an axe, the axe is smashed at a very angle, it is not fatal or self-harming, but it will make people hurt for some time.

Then there was a scream, but the good tiger couldn't stand the wolf, he had to pay attention to the strength, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get rid of the real killing, and after knocking down a few people, he accidentally hit his arm with a horizontal wooden stick, and the hand holding the axe was out of force, and the axe was out of his hand, and then he was greeted by a random stick that came up to him and beat him indiscriminately.

For a while, I saw that Ye Fan was beaten and had no power to fight back, bowed his body, and used his back to accept the wooden sticks attacked by everyone, dodging and dodging, but he still received a few wooden sticks. The scene was extremely chaotic.

"Next!"

When he was fleeing, there was a burst of shouts not far away, and a wooden stick flew towards him, in the moonlight, Ye Fan saw the wooden stick clearly, but he didn't have time to look at the person who threw the wooden stick, his body jumped up, and then the wooden stick, with the stick in his hand, suddenly felt that he had the power to parry.

The person who threw the stick was a black-faced man who came to see the excitement, and the big man, like many people who watched the excitement, watched with great interest. Maybe it was because I thought that it was a bit unsightly for so many people to beat one person, and the weapon was lost, so he threw out the wooden stick.

"Hey, I thought it was a newcomer you were bullying Kuroko, but I didn't expect them to fight by themselves. "A one-eyed dragon with a black skin covering his eyes was conspicuous in the crowd of miscellaneous old men, and there were several miscellaneous servants behind him, and it seemed that he was headed by a one-eyed dragon.

"I'm not so shameless, isn't this kind of thing always done by you?" Behind the black-faced man, a strong man who was not tall but very dark, spoke, and there were several people behind him who looked like Junduo with his horse's head.

"Hehe, don't say this kid is really ruthless!" said a slightly taller but thin-looking man, also behind him, followed by several handymen.

"You three who have no conscience, who is not flesh chief. A woman with pockmarks on her face fell at the number of three, and after speaking, she ran to the battlefield where Ye Fan was, shouting to stop, but no one could hear her voice at the moment.

The four of them are the four tyrants of the Xishan Miscellaneous Servants, the one-eyed dragon who chops wood, the big black man who carries water, and the big man who cultivates. and that woman is Wang Erniang who picks herbs.

Ye Fan did not flee, but turned around to face everyone, standing here with one person and one stick.

"Come on!" Ye Fan shouted angrily, holding a wooden stick, regardless of the more wooden sticks coming at him, he rushed towards everyone, waving the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly a miserable scream came out, and one by one the wooden sticks fell on his body, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Not long after, among the newcomers, the last one fell to the ground and rolled with a wail, the newcomer miscellaneous servants rolled all over the ground, Ye Fan couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a wooden stick, the old man in the miscellaneous service office looked at this scene indifferently, no one stepped forward to help, no one sympathized.

This battle is not the trouble for their old people to find newcomers, but the newcomers themselves are opposed, but in any case, after this battle, Ye Fan successfully became the newcomer king in the eyes of the old people, and at the same time, he also became the person who was not easy to mess with and even feared among the newcomers.

"Interesting," Wang Dazhi in the house retracted his senses, his face thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.