Lin Yuhan lowered his head and said in a mosquito voice: "Uncle, why do you despise others in front of so many people, and take your hand away from their faces, okay?"

"It's not good, it's not good at all......", Mo Laosan shook his head and smiled evilly: "Unless I'm a fool, otherwise, why should I take my hand away from your face?"

Yang Xiaofeng sighed, and finally reminded: "This brother, I advise you to quickly take your hand away from the girl's face, otherwise, I'm afraid that after a while, even if you want to take it away, it will be too late." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is it ......", Mo Laosan said indifferently: "What if I don't take it away?"

Yang Xiaofeng only shook his head.

Lin Yuhan blushed, glanced at Mo Laosan shyly, then lowered his head again, and said softly: "Uncle, then why do you take your hand away from my face?"

Mo Laosan was stunned, as if he had been demonized, Lin Yuhan just glanced at him, almost hooked his soul, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he said decisively: "Unless you cut off my hand, otherwise, I won't take it away if I die."

Although Yang Xiaofeng knew that Mo Laosan would never listen to his words, he still sincerely persuaded him again: "This brother, why should you be so stubborn. How can the hand be cut off casually, you must know that once the hand is cut off, it will be difficult to connect it again."

"Uh...... Ha...... Haha......".

Mo Laosan and several other scoundrels were stunned for a moment, and then burst into unbridled laughter.

Yang Xiaofeng was a little puzzled, was what he just said funny. He couldn't figure out what the hell these people were laughing at. He thought that his words were sincere, and he could be regarded as a very sincere golden and jade good word, but why was he regarded as a joke by Mo Laosan.

Many times, we believe a lie that is insincere and full of deception without thinking, but it is a joke when it comes to honest truth.

It turns out that people are more willing to believe in falsehoods, and at the same time, they are the most rejecting of truth.

This is the sad thing about Mo Laosan. Perhaps, this is also the sad thing about human nature.

Lin Yuhan lowered his head and said softly: "Uncle really has to be like this, you have to let me cut off your hand, otherwise, you will never take your hand away from my face"?

Mo Laosan not only didn't mean to take his hand away from Lin Yuhan's face, but even pinched the girl's face hard, and laughed: "It has to be like this."

Yang Xiaofeng slowly closed his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at the next picture.

The smile on Lin Yuhan's face suddenly became sweet like the first flower in March, and he said loudly: "Good ......."

She suddenly looked up, and two formidable glints shot out of her eyes. Before the word "good" could even be spoken, she suddenly pulled out the short sword hidden in her waist with her right hand, and shot like lightning, but when she saw a cold light flashing, the next moment, her person had already hid behind Yang Xiaofeng.

She didn't want to be splashed by Mo Laosan's blood.

Yang Xiaofeng frowned, and when he saw that Lin Yuhan really made a move, he couldn't help but blame: "What did you do?"

Lin Yuhan pursed his mouth and smiled sweetly: "Didn't you hear what this uncle just said, asking me to cut off his hand."

Yang Xiaofeng couldn't bear to say: "Then you shouldn't be so heavy."

Lin Yuhan sneered: "Why am I so heavy, this is his own request." Hey, what do you mean by talking to me in that tone, am I doing something wrong"?

Yang Xiaofeng could only sigh.

Maybe in this world, if you cut off someone else's hands at will, but you don't feel that you are wrong, I'm afraid Lin Yuhan is the only one.

What about Mo Laosan?

He was still standing there, his hands still on his arms. He was just a little strange, why Lin Yuhan suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Just as Mo Laosan was looking around for Lin Yuhan, he suddenly saw that his right hand suddenly fell from his wrist, and then his left hand also fell directly from his elbow joint.

Blood suddenly spurted out from the broken part of Mo Laosan's arm like a flood out of the gate, shooting out nearly two feet away.

"Ah......h

A heart-rending roar. It was only then that Mo Laosan felt the pain.

He roared like a beast, his consciousness blurred a little from the pain, and his body shook a few times, and then he fell straight down.

Fortunately, the other scoundrels stepped forward in time to help Mo Laosan. One of them made a quick move and pointed at nearly twenty big points on Mo Laosan's body to stop the bleeding, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Seeing that the blood from Mo Laosan's wound kept gushing out, if it continued like this, I am afraid that it would not take him a quarter of an hour to dry up and die. One of the scoundrels immediately tore off two strips of cloth from his body and pricked Mo Laosan's wounds, but it still didn't help, the blood came out directly, and the flow did not decrease at all.

Here, Yang Xiaofeng had already turned his head, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Lin Yuhan seemed to have found some treasure, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Yang, look, it turns out that after a person's hand is cut off, so much blood can be shed." I didn't know that before, hehe......".

Except for Lin Yuhan's excited laughter, there was already silence on the field, and there was a dead silence.

Those who originally gathered to watch the excitement all looked at Lin Yuhan like ghosts. Everyone sighed in their hearts, this woman was too ruthless.

However, some people glanced at a few scoundrels and cursed in their hearts, "You deserve it".

Like everyone else, several scoundrels also stared at Lin Yuhan deadly, and their eyes looked like they were going to eat each other alive before they could relieve their hatred.

Mo Laosan had a bean-sized cold sweat on his forehead, his body trembled like sifting chaff, his eyes stared at Lin Yuhan deadly, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gasped: "You are so ruthless."

Lin Yuhan smiled sweetly and said, "Look at what Uncle said, didn't you ask me to cut off your hand." I did this according to your wishes, why are you blaming me again?"

Mo Laosan's brain was dizzy for a while, and his consciousness gradually began to blur, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Substitute...... Kill her for me...... Report ......".

Before he could finish his sentence, he fainted in complete pain.

The scoundrels who were in a rage suddenly stepped forward, surrounded Lin Yuhan and Yang Xiaofeng on the spot, and after a brush, they each pulled out the weapons in their hands, and were about to attack the two.

The onlookers immediately retreated a distance from the boss, thinking that there was a lot of excitement to see again.

Although there were more than 100 people gathered here at this moment, and seeing a bloody battle in front of them, no one stopped them, but their faces became more and more excited.

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly felt sad for no reason. Everyone is human, how can they be so indifferent.

Isn't it, this is the root of human inferiority. It's none of their business, they hang high, and as human beings, there is an inferior root in their bones.

Lin Yuhan sneered in his heart, but he pretended to be scared on his face, hid behind Yang Xiaofeng, and whispered: "Masters, what are you doing here? It was your Uncle Mo who asked me to cut off his hand, and you will come to besiege us again now, don't bully people like this."

"Shut up and ......", one of the scoundrels roared and roared: "You, a poisonous woman with a heart like a snake and scorpion, dare to hurt my brother, today is your death."

Yang Xiaofeng said lightly: "A few brothers, this brother is completely self-inflicted, I also persuaded him just now, why didn't he listen to it." Now I would like to advise you once again that the tragedy has already happened, and it is too late to do anything more. It's better to apologize to you for our girl, and this matter is over."

"If you apologize to us, this matter will be over, haha......", the scoundrel sneered, gritted his teeth and said: "Is it not that my brother's feud with his severed hand is only for you to accompany him, what you say is simply better than what you sing, I bah."

Yang Xiaofeng still softened his tone and said, "What do you want?" Although it is not right for our girl to cut off your brother's hand, in the final analysis, it is he who provokes us first, if not, I will also cut off one hand and return it to him, so that it will be okay."

"Hehe......", the scoundrel sneered: "My brother's two hands have been cut off, but you only return one hand, there is still such a deal in the world"?

Lin Yuhan had already been impatient to hear it, and also sneered, "Brother Yang, what are you talking to them about all this nonsense, are we still afraid of him."

The scoundrel snorted coldly: "Don't be afraid of the best, lest the uncle be soft-hearted when he starts."

Yang Xiaofeng still asked very sincerely: "Then what do you want?"

The scoundrel smiled cruelly: "If I don't cut your pair of dog men and *** sluts with a thousand knives today, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart."

The look on Yang Xiaofeng's face finally turned cold, and he said indifferently: "It has to be like this"?

"It has to be this way".