Yang Yi had seen reports of beggar gangs mutilating children and begging more than once in his previous life, and had also broken into beggars' dens alone and injured many beggar leaders, and he knew very well about some dirty things in the beggar group.

Just looking at the strange legs of this little beggar, you know that it was caused by someone breaking it with a heavy hand, and then looking at the scratches on the socket of his blind left eye, which is obviously gouged out by someone with something. This is the kind of means that only these beggars groups can do.

In his previous life, Yang Yi was detained for several days for beating up the lawbreakers in the beggar group. It's just that sometimes when I think about it, I feel quite uncomfortable, but now that he is in this world, what scruples does he have? After looking at it for a while, and then looking at the arrogant appearance of the middle-aged beggar, what else did he not understand, so he stepped forward at the moment.

The middle-aged beggar was stunned when he heard this, he was used to being domineering in Yuezhou City, and now he heard that someone dared to contradict himself, he was angry and surprised at the same time, and raised his eyes to look, only to see that the crowd of onlookers had made way out, and a tall young man in brocade clothes came over.

The middle-aged beggar saw Yang Yi dressed as a rich boy, and he didn't care, and scolded: "Stinky boy, who are you, and you dare to care about the good things of the masters......" Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi had already walked in front of him.

In front of the middle-aged beggar, Yang Yi didn't say much, suddenly reached out and grabbed this person's neck and lifted him into the air, and in the exclamation of a group of onlookers, he had already jumped onto the roof of a nearby three-story building.

The beggars were in an uproar, looking at the two people on the top of the building looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

The crowd on the street saw that Yang Yi seemed to be asking the beggar some question on the roof of the building, but the middle-aged beggar scolded and ignored it, and after scolding a few times, Yang Yi stretched out his hand to him a little, and this person suddenly writhed and howled desperately, as if he was suffering from unimaginable torture in the world.

The middle-aged beggar howled halfway, his voice was hoarse and he couldn't breathe, Yang Yi pointed again, his howl stopped immediately, and his body lay on the roof of the building. After coming back to his senses, he began to kowtow to Yang Yi.

Although everyone downstairs could hear the sound of the middle-aged beggar kowtowing desperately upstairs, they saw his head hit the roof tiles, and the broken tiles flew sideways: "Childe just asks, Childe only asks, the small one never hides the slightest, never hides the ......"

Yang Yi let out a long laugh, stood on the edge of the roof and lifted the middle-aged beggar to hang his feet in the air, and shouted, "Let me ask you, is this child below from being abducted by you?"

The middle-aged beggar didn't dare to hide it anymore, and replied, "It's the little ones who did it." ”

Yang Yi asked again: "This kid's legs are crippled, but you are also the one who did it?"

The middle-aged beggar shut up and didn't answer, but Yang Yi stretched out his hand again, and the shocking scream sounded from his mouth again, and after a while, he saw that his crotch was wet, and yellow water flowed out, and he actually peed his pants.

Yang Yi continued to ask: "Is it your hand?" The middle-aged beggar screamed miserably, and his head moved rapidly: "Yes... It's made by the little ones...... Ah!" But it turned out that Yang Yi had already let go of his hand, and the middle-aged beggar had been thrown downstairs by him.

Yang Yifei went downstairs and saw a bloodstain on the ground, and the middle-aged beggar's head was dead when he hit the ground. The onlookers had already run away, leaving only a few beggars and the middle-aged couple still at the scene.

Seeing Yang Yi go downstairs, several beggars surrounded him, with a fierce look in his eyes. They were all outlaws, although they saw that Yang Yi's martial arts were strong, they were not afraid, they pulled out long sticks and short sticks, and a few of them rushed towards Yang Yi with short knife stabs.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't make much of a move, the beggars suddenly flashed a white light in front of them, their wrists were cold, and the weapon in their hand had already landed, and along with the weapon, there was also the hand they held the weapon.

Yang Yi drew his sword in his hand and said to the middle-aged couple behind him, "Do you want to avenge your child?"

At this moment, the beggars in the field all hugged their arms and howled, and the ground stained by blood was red.

The middle-aged couple behind Yang Yi are ordinary people, how could they have ever had such a tragic scene, the middle-aged woman had fainted in front of her eyes. Although the middle-aged man was afraid, he saw that Yang Yi was so vigorous and resolute, and he spoke happily and crisply, and he was infected by this, and for a while there was a fire burning in his chest, and he said loudly: "Of course I want to take revenge!

Yang Yi said: "Since you want to, then come with me." He stretched out his hand and grabbed a young beggar who was about to run away, "Where is your den?"

The young beggar was shocked, his body struggled repeatedly, Yang Yi frowned, and the long sword hit his neck: "Either say or die." ”

Before the young beggar could say anything, his ears suddenly felt cold, and Yang Yi had cut off both of his ears.

Yang Yi put down the young beggar and said lightly: "Lead me to the place where you live." The young beggar showed a look of struggle on his face, and suddenly pulled his legs and ran wildly, ignoring Yang Yi.

The injured beggars in the field shouted and scolded Yang Yi one after another: "Straight lady thief, you dare to touch my beggars, you can't get out of Yuezhou City!"

Yang Yi sighed, kicked a stone on the street away, hit the back of the heart of the fleeing young beggar, and killed him with one blow.

Yang Yi turned around, looked at the injured beggar in the field, and said, "Okay! You are all very kind! You are worthy of being a child of the beggar gang, Hong Qi must be happy if he learns about this!"

These beggars didn't even know Hong Qigong's name and surname, and when Yang Yi heard Hong Qigong talk about it, he didn't react at all, and he still scolded.

Seeing these beggars being stubborn, Yang Yi said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Do you have a carriage?" The middle-aged man said: "The carriage next to it is mine." ”

Yang Yi said: "You help your wife into the carriage first." The middle-aged man carried his wife to the carriage according to his words, and when he came out again, Yang Yi had already straddled the horse and held the halberd in front of a group of beggars who were still scolding.

At this time, there were already a few beggars who had their palms cut off and fainted due to excessive blood loss, and a few were still scolding Yang Yi: "Your grandmother, you don't want to walk out of Yuezhou City half a step today, today our Elder Peng is here as a guest, no matter how high your skills are, can you be higher than Elder Peng? If he wants the old man to make a move, it is better to discipline you than to die!"

Yang Yi stretched out his halberd and hooked the beggar who was talking to the horse: "Since your Elder Peng is so good, you take me to meet him." ”

This beggar was extremely brave, and was hooked by Yang Yi with a halberd on his shoulder, and the halberd teeth pierced into his body, and the blood flowed, and he still scolded endlessly. Yang Yi smiled and said: "It's really hard! Nowadays, good people are soft eggs, but bad people are very tough, this world is really interesting!"

The beggar picked up the severed palm and said to Yang Yi: "Since you want to see our Elder Peng, it is no better, come with me!"

Yang Yi saw him stuff his severed palm into his arms, strode forward, and said to the middle-aged man who was driving the carriage: "You drive with me, don't get too far away from me." The middle-aged man drove and pointed to the injured beggars in the field: "What about these people?"

Yang Yi said: "It's not a pity to die!" stretched out his hand and shook it, spilled out a handful of money, and all the beggars present fell to the ground one after another.