"What have you done to my wife and my son?" Old man Qiao forced himself to stay awake, trying to get a definitive answer from the thief that his wife and son were safe.

Lin Yi smiled maliciously: "Although your old woman is a little old, she is still quite capable. She is willing to obey and let me control her. I will naturally find a good place for her. You can rest assured, ah."

Old man Qiao was completely mistaken. He thought this man was so unscrupulous that he actually did something unkind to his old wife. After all this, he still refused to let her go and even found a good place for her to live? Was he going to sell the old woman?

Old man Qiao's teeth chattered: You beast!

Everyone in the village looked at each other in confusion: Is this man a human trafficker?

"Where is my son?" Old man Qiao squeezed out his voice from between his teeth, his eyes were full of ice, and it seemed that he hated Lin Yi.

Among the crowd, one of Qiao Sanye's admirers anxiously asked, "What did you do to Miss Sanye?"

He could even do such a thing as old lady Qiao, so a beautiful girl like sister Sanye would probably be in great danger. The young men who admired Mu Ai couldn't help but feel sad.

Lin Yi had a face that looked like he deserved a beating: "Haven't you already guessed it?"

The faces of the young men and Old Man Qiao were filled with sorrow. Old Man Qiao was mourning the loss of his son, while the faces of the young men were filled with sorrow because their goddess had been defiled and had become the eternal white moonlight and cinnabar mole.

The village chief with a goat beard was even more angry. This was bullying the villagers in their village, thinking that there was no one in their village. If he was not caught today, not only would he be laughed at by outsiders, but his prestige in the village would also be greatly reduced.

So with a glance and a gesture from him, all the indignant young men in the village rushed over to Lin Yi, ready to fight. They thought they had more people, but this kid was alone and looked so weak that it seemed that one fist from each of them could beat him half to death.

After beating him into submission, tie him up, cut the tendons in his hands and feet, gag him, and then throw him into the graveyard in the back mountain to feed the wolves. Let's see if he can be so arrogant in his next life.

Everyone thought it was simple, but unfortunately, before their fists even touched the target person, they all fell to the ground.

It turned out that Lin Yijian was about to be beaten up, so he took out a handful of fried soybeans from his pocket and held it in his palm. He casually used his thumb to shoot the soybeans at the crowd. It seemed to be random, but in fact they hit the joints and tendons of the human body, which could make people lose their fighting ability instantly.

"Village chief, he's playing dirty tricks!"

"The village chief knows witchcraft!"

Everyone on the ground was wailing. The only ones standing were the goateed village chief and old man Qiao, who was overwhelmed by the great sorrow of losing his loved ones.

The village chief never expected this!

He looked at the strongest young men in his village, and found that they were no match for this little brat. It was like they were being bullied right at their doorstep.

It was so heartbreaking that the village chief stabbed the ground three times with his crutch. His expression lost its previous arrogance. He asked helplessly and sadly, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Please, just leave as soon as you're done.

Lin Yi put one foot on the ground and the other on the bench, and threw the soybeans in his hand into his mouth one by one, chewing them with a crunching sound. He shrugged and replied to the goat beard:

"I heard that your village is having a Torch Festival soon. I like to join in the fun, so I heard about it and came to check it out. I didn't expect that the people here don't know how to entertain guests. Next time, even if you invite me specifically, I won't come."

Everyone in the village cursed in their hearts, fuck him, who invited you, you bastard?

Goatee was so angry that he kept coughing: "What an unexpected disaster, what an unexpected disaster." "We've never had a Torch Festival here. You've come to the wrong place."

Lin Yi looked puzzled and pointed at the thick smoke billowing from the other side of the village and said, "Why isn't there any smoke? Hasn't that already started?"