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Chapter 24: The sound of slaughtering across the horse starts, and the single halberd picks Junshan

Yang Yi had seen more than once in his previous life that a beggar gang had harmed children and begged. He also broke into a beggar den alone and injured several beggar leaders. He was very familiar with some dirty things in the beggar group. Now, he just took a few glances at the little beggar underground and understood a little about the child's experience.

Just looking at the strange legs of the little beggar, you know that it was caused by someone breaking it with heavy techniques. Then, there were still sharp scratches in the socket of his blind left eye, which was obviously dug out by someone. Only these beggar groups could do such a method.

Yang Yi was detained for several days in his previous life because he beat the criminals in the beggar group. At that time, due to social environment, he was reluctant to kill and hurt people, so as not to lose himself, which was useless. But sometimes when he recalled, he felt quite uncomfortable, but now he has arrived in this world, what else does he have to worry about? After looking at the arrogant look of the middle-aged beggar, what else is there to understand? He stepped forward and walked forward.

The middle-aged beggar was stunned when he heard this. He was used to being domineering in Yuezhou City. Now he heard that someone dared to sing the opposite tune with himself. He was furious and was also very surprised. He looked up and saw that the onlookers had already made a way out. A tall young man in gorgeous clothes came over.

When the middle-aged beggar saw Yang Yi dressed up as a rich young man, he didn't care and scolded: "Boy, who are you? You dare to care about the good things of the man..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi had already walked up to him.

When he arrived in front of the middle-aged beggar, Yang Yi didn't say much, and suddenly reached out and pinched the man's neck and lifted him up in the air. Amid the screams of onlookers, he had already lifted the man to the roof of a nearby three-story building.

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

The onlookers on the street saw that Yang Yi seemed to be asking a beggar on the roof, but the middle-aged beggar cursed and ignored him. After a few words, Yang Yi reached out to him and said a little. The man suddenly twisted and howled desperately, as if he was suffering from torture that was unimaginable in the world.

The middle-aged beggar howled for a while, his throat was hoarse and he was out of breath. Yang Yi pointed out again. He stopped howling immediately, and his body leaned softly on the roof. After coming to his senses, he began to kowtow to Yang Yi.

Even though everyone was downstairs, they could hear the middle-aged beggar kowtowing desperately upstairs. He saw his head bumping against the roof tiles, and the tiles were flying everywhere: "Young Master just ask, your master just ask, the young man never hides it at all, you never hide it..."

Yang Yi laughed a long time, stood on the edge of the roof and lifted the middle-aged beggar up, leaving his feet hanging in the air, shouting loudly: "I ask you, are you kidnapped by this child below?"

The middle-aged beggar dared not hide it anymore and replied, "It was done by the young men."

Yang Yi asked again: "Is this child's legs disabled? Is it because you are doing it?"

The middle-aged beggar shut up and refused to answer, but Yang Yi reached out and another scream came from his mouth again. After a moment, he saw that his crotch was wet, yellow water flowed out, and he actually peed his pants.

Yang Yi continued to ask: "Did you do it?" The middle-aged beggar screamed and his head twitched quickly: "It's... it's done by the young people...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 Yi flew downstairs and saw blood on the ground. The middle-aged beggar's head was dead. The onlookers had already run away, leaving only a few beggars and the middle-aged couple on the scene.

When they saw Yang Yi going downstairs, several beggars surrounded him with their eyes showing fierce light. They were all desperate people. Although they saw Yang Yi's martial arts skills, they were not afraid at all. They pulled out long sticks and short sticks, and several others rushed towards Yang Yi with their short swords.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't move much, the beggars suddenly flashed in front of them, their wrists cooled down, and the weapon in their hands had already landed on the ground. The hand they held the weapon was also on the ground.

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

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

The middle-aged couple behind Yang Yi are ordinary people. Never before this tragic phenomenon. The middle-aged woman fainted when she saw that Yang Yi was so decisive and spoke happily. After being infected, she felt like a fire burning in her chest for a moment, and she said loudly: "Of course I want to take revenge! I want to take revenge now!"

Yang Yi said, "Since you want, let me do it." He reached out and grabbed a young beggar who was about to escape. He had already caught him, "Where is your den?"

The young beggar was shocked and struggled repeatedly. Yang Yi frowned and put his long sword on his neck: "Either say or die."

The young beggar was about to say something, but suddenly his ears cooled down and Yang Yi had cut off his ears.

Yang Yi put down the young beggar and said lightly: "Take me to where you live." The young beggar showed a struggle on his face, and suddenly ran away, ignoring Yang Yi.

The injured beggar in the field shouted and cursed at Yang Yi: "Zhi Mom, if you dare to touch my Beggars' Gang, you can't get out of Yuezhou City when you discipline you!"

Yang Yi sighed and kicked a stone on the street away with one foot, hitting the back of the young beggar who ran away and killed him with one blow.

Yang Yi turned around and looked at the injured beggar in the field and said, "Okay! You all have a good temper! You are worthy of being a child of the Beggars' Gang. Hong Qi would be happy to learn about this!"

These beggars didn't know the name of Hong Qigong. When Yang Yi talked about Hong Qigong, he didn't react at all and still cursed.

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

Yang Yi said: "You can help your wife onto the carriage first." The middle-aged man carried her wife to the carriage as he said. When he came out, Yang Yi had already crossed the horse and held a halberd to the group of beggars who were still cursing.

At this time, several beggars had already fainted on the ground due to their palms being cut off and lost too much blood. Several were still cursing at Yang Yi: "Your grandma, don't you want to step out of Yuezhou City today. Today, our Elder Peng is visiting here. No matter how good your skills are, can you be better than Elder Peng? If you want him to take action, it is better to be dead than life!"

Yang Yi stretched out his halberd to hook the talking beggar to the horse: "Since your elder Peng is so good, take me to see him."

This beggar was extremely brave. Yang Yi hooked his shoulder with a big halberd. His teeth pierced into his body, and his blood flowed out, and he still cursed. Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's true that it's tough! Nowadays, good people are soft people, but bad people are very tough. This world is really interesting!"

The beggar picked up the broken palm and said to Yang Yi: "Since you want to see our Elder Peng, that's great, follow me!"

Yang Yi saw that he stuffed his broken palm into his arms with blood, and stride forward, saying to the middle-aged man who was driving the carriage: "You drive the car and follow me, don't be too far away from me." The middle-aged man drove to follow, pointing at the injured beggars in the field: "What should these people do?"
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