Yun Yiyi saw that she was a bit far from the village chief and it was too late to run over. She grabbed the stick, swung her arm back, and swung it hard towards the village chief. After a loud snap, the stick Yun Yiyi swung collided with the hoe and fell to the ground. The refugee was also carried away by the force of the hoe and fell to the ground. Yun Yiyi had already picked up the stick from the ground by then. She quickly stepped forward and swung it at the refugee who fell to the ground.

"Whose little girl is this? How dare you hit me? Wait until I get up, I will beat you to death." The refugee cursed and wanted to get up to hit Yun Yiyi.

"Hmph, I'm going to hit you. Who told you to steal our food?" Yun Yiyi said as she swung her stick, hitting the refugee's wrists and knees hard. Yun Yiyi was very strong, and she had recently practiced the back-stab technique, which had greatly improved her flexibility. Yun Yiyi's stick hit the refugee hard, and the refugee, who had just started to get up, fell to the ground again.

"Ah, ah, it hurts so much, stop it!" The refugee cried loudly.

Yun Yiyi ignored the refugee's cries and swung her stick even harder. Only when the refugee's wrists drooped and his calves clung to the ground did Yun Yiyi retract the stick. The refugee wouldn't be able to stand up for a while, so there was no need to worry about him for now.

"Yiyi, were you the one who swung that stick? So, you are so good at fighting? Why didn't you go find your mother?" The village chief came to his senses and asked Yun Yiyi repeatedly.

From the moment Yun Yiyi threw the stick and knocked the hoe away to the moment she beat the refugee to the point where he had no chance to fight back, it actually took very little time. The village chief didn't react at first.

"Village chief, please don't stay here. Go back to the village and call for help. I'll go help my dad." Yun Yiyi said as she waved her little hand and ran away. If she didn't run away quickly at this time, she would be nagged to death by the village chief. Yun Yiyi thought secretly.

"Yiyi, come back with me! Don't run away." Before the village chief could finish his words, Yun Yiyi disappeared. He looked around and saw that the young men in the village were all fighting with the refugees. He wasn't very skilled, so staying here would only hinder them. It would be better to go back and call for help. He turned and ran towards the Yun Family Village.

Yun Yiyi, carrying a stick, searched the crowd for her target. Hey, two refugees were beating up a young man from Yunjia Village, hitting him multiple times. Suddenly, two refugees surrounded him. One tried to grab the young man's stick, while the other raised a leg, apparently intending to kick the young man in the head. Seeing the refugees surrounding him, the young man grabbed his stick and swung it at the refugee in front of him. The stick hit the refugee, but the refugee caught it in his arms.

The young man tried to pull the stick back with all his strength. At this moment, the refugee next to him raised his leg and immediately kicked the young man on the head. At the critical moment, Yun Yiyi jumped high, stabbed the stick forward with force, and with her other hand, she grabbed the collar of the refugee holding the stick and threw him out. The refugee fell to the ground eight or nine meters away, splashing a cloud of dirt. The refugee whose leg was stabbed by Yun Yiyi's stick fell backwards, holding his leg and picking it up while crying. The young man from Yunjia Village looked at his empty hands, then looked at the two refugees who had fallen to the ground, and was a little confused.

"Yiyi, what happened to me just now?" the young man asked stupidly.

"Brother, quickly get your stick back and help everyone." Yun Yiyi said as she swung the stick at the refugee who was hugging his legs and howling on the ground. After a few hits, the refugee collapsed on the ground. When Yun Yiyi saw that the refugee could not move, she ran towards the refugee who had just flown away. When she got close to him, she raised her leg and kicked him hard. The refugee rolled on the ground. Yun Yiyi was worried and kicked him a few more times. When she knew that the refugee had fallen to the ground and could not move, she left.

Before the young man could react, Yun Yiyi had already beaten the two refugees so badly that they had no strength to fight back.

"Brother, what are you doing standing there like an idiot? Are you waiting to get beaten? Hurry up and get your stick back." Yun Yiyi kicked a refugee who was about to attack the young man away. After that, Yun Yiyi chased the refugee and beat him. The young man finally came to his senses. It turned out that it was Yun Yiyi who saved him just now. What a surprise! Is Yiyi so skilled? The young man muttered softly. He scratched his head and hurried to find the stick he had dropped on the ground.

Yun Yiyi was in the crowd, and when she saw the people from Yunjia Village who were losing ground, she went up to them and hit them with a few sticks. Yun Yiyi was very strong, and the blows from her sticks made the refugees feel so painful and dazed that they stood there for a while, unable to react.

"Brother, keep hitting him. Hit his arms and knees. He'll soon be unable to move," Yun Yiyi said, pointing at the refugee. The young man from Yunjia Village, upon hearing Yun Yiyi's words, raised his stick and hit the refugee across from him with all his might.

Yun Yiyi fought her way to the end of the group. She saw Zhang the Hunter, protecting Li Xiucai behind him, battling with three surrounding refugees. Li Xiucai hid behind Zhang the Hunter, occasionally striking at the besieging refugees with his stick. But, alas, he missed. Li Xiucai's skills were terrible; he needed more practice.

Yun Yiyi walked around behind the three refugees in a timid manner.

At this moment, Zhang the Hunter and Li Xiucai both noticed Yun Yiyi. Furious and anxious, they were about to yell at her to go back. Yun Yiyi stood behind the three refugees, raised her hands and waved a few times, then covered her mouth with them. Li Xiucai and Zhang the Hunter saw Yun Yiyi's movements and swallowed the words they were about to shout.

Then, Hunter Zhang swung his stick even harder, hitting the refugees. Li Xiucai also came out from behind Hunter Zhang, raising his stick and hitting the refugees. The refugee at the edge, seeing Li Xiucai coming out from behind Hunter Zhang, raised his stick and hit Li Xiucai. He knew that Li Xiucai's fighting skills were not good, and if Hunter Zhang hadn't protected him, Li Xiucai would have been injured.

Yun Yiyi glanced at Zhang the Hunter. Zhang the Hunter had been hunting for years and was very skilled. If he hadn't had to take care of Li Xiucai behind him, he would have taken care of the three refugees long ago. Now that there were only two refugees left, Zhang the Hunter was able to deal with them with ease.

Yun Yiyi dragged her stick towards Li Xiucai. She walked behind the refugee, raised her stick, and kicked it upward, knocking it to the ground. She stretched out her leg and kicked hard, sending the refugee flying over Li Xiucai's head. Li Xiucai held the stick in both hands, maintaining a forward swinging posture, his mouth wide open, staring at Yun Yiyi.

"Uncle Li, come back to your senses." Yun Yiyi jumped up and waved in front of Li Xiucai. Then, Yun Yiyi walked around Li Xiucai and kicked the refugee who fell to the ground and didn't move a few more times.