He Xiao's face was ashen as he took a few steps:

"You guys go back first, I'll wait for them."

Zuo Ling's family left in a hurry, without saying when they would return. He brought them with him, so he had to see things through to the end.

One person asked, "Will they come back?"

"I doubt it. What's the point of coming back? To be bullied?"

"Don't even mention others, I don't want to come back either, just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated."

"We might as well pull the pole and leave, so we don't have to put up with the Ning family's nonsense."

"..."

The group chattered amongst themselves, each harboring a bellyful of discontent after suppressing their feelings for so long.

He Xiao remained silent. How could he not want to leave the Chinese village? But how long could those few men and their guns hold out?

The Ning family dared to act so recklessly precisely because they had this advantage.

After leaving the Chinese village, we walked to a secluded spot and entered the space.

"Sister, are we still going to the Chinatown?"

Xiao Hao wondered why his older brother and sister insisted on competing with Master Ning when the family had no shortage of supplies.

What do you think?

Zuo Ling asked Pei Nansheng.

"I've already paid for a month, why not go? I should stay for at least a month, I can't lose money."

Pei Nansheng has his own bottom line. He has a kind heart, but he is by no means someone who can be easily manipulated.

Zuo Ling felt the same way. How could a person with superpowers be afraid of a few lackeys!

He frowned, remembering something:

"He Xiao calls that man Master Ning, so they must be members of the Ning family."

The Ning family is one of the eight reclusive families.

Aside from the military, perhaps only reclusive families would dare to stir up trouble in a foreign land and form their own independent power.

The Ning, Jin, Ding, and Zhao families are related by marriage. I wonder if the Ning family knows about their betrayal of the Ding family.

"Not going? Are you going to swallow this bitter pill?"

"So what if it's the Ning family? They want to control us? Let's see if they have the ability."

Zuo Ling is not the type to suffer a loss. If things don't go her way, she'll go head-to-head with the Ning family. She's no longer the pitiful little thing who could be bullied by anyone.

When she was weak, she had to endure it whether she wanted to or not. But as her supernatural abilities grew stronger, she almost forgot how to write the word "endure".

Pei Nansheng smiled and said, "Then let's go. Anyway, we don't worry about having too much debt, and we don't itch when we have too many lice."

We've thoroughly offended the Ding and Jin families, so we're not afraid of adding the Ning family as well.

After enjoying a delicious meal and a refreshing hot shower, the three siblings, with the image of the snowy waterfall still lingering in their minds, strolled leisurely towards the Chinatown.

After showing his residence permit, he was stopped again after taking only two steps.

"What's in the bag? Open it and check."

The three siblings were going to stay in the Chinese village for a month, and each of them carried a large backpack.

The people who stopped them were the same thugs they had seen before.

Fifth Master Ning leaned against the payment window, a look of anticipation on his face.

He Xiao greeted him: "Brother Pei, you're back."

Pei Nansheng glanced at him in surprise. They had been gone for quite some time, yet He Xiao had waited until now.

Ignoring He Xiao, he glanced at the thugs and asked, "What are you checking? Are we going to check everyone who passes by?"

To avoid attracting attention, the backpack looked full, but it was actually just for show.

The man at the front had a large mole on his lower right chin, from which a small tuft of yellow hair protruded, making him look quite disgusting.

The man with the mole tapped the iron rod in his hand and spoke coldly:

"No, that's not it. You've just arrived, how would we know if you're dangerous? For the safety of the Chinese village, we naturally have to work harder."

"Ning Xiaoyi, that's enough already, is this ever going to end?" He Xiao interrupted.

Anyone with eyes can see that they are deliberately manipulating people.

"Get out of my way, this is none of your business."

Ning Xiaoyi shoved He Xiao away.

The group surrounded the three siblings, and one of them reached out to unzip Xiao Hao's backpack.

Zuo Ling picked up a crowbar and chopped it down hard. Crack! Ah... a scream rang out as the man's arm was broken.

When his older sister made her move, Xiao Hao excitedly jumped up and, with his ever-reliable high kick, succeeded once again.

Pei Nansheng was two seconds slower. He stretched out his arms, pulled and yanked, and kicked out heavily at the same time.

He Xiao's eyes widened, and Master Ning opened his mouth in surprise. Before they could even figure it out, the mole-covered man and the others collapsed to the ground with cries of pain.

Pei Nansheng stepped on the man with the mole's kneecap and asked him, "Are we dangerous individuals?"

The man with the mole suffered a severe blow to the abdomen, broke his arm, displaced his internal organs, and was in tears and snot.

Pei Nansheng pressed down with his foot, "Hmm? Is that so?"

The grumpy man: "..."

The other thugs: "..."

You've beaten us up like this, and you dare say you didn't?!

But they're right under our feet, who dares to say they are!

People were coming and going at the entrance, and many people who saw this scene secretly rejoiced.

Hmph! Pei Nansheng kicked the man with the mole twice, searched the men and took their guns and magazines, and without even glancing at Master Ning, led his younger siblings into the village.

Xiao Hao turned to look at Master Ning, who was staring fiercely at their backs as he reached into his pocket...

Xiao Hao felt something in his heart, and his thoughts pierced out like nails.

ah……

Pei Nansheng and Zuo Ling appeared relaxed and at ease, but in reality, their bodies were tense and they were on high alert.

Turning around, I saw Fifth Master Ning lying on the ground screaming in agony, his body convulsing and shaking as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

He squinted. Was this... a relapse?

Noticing that Xiao Hao's expression was off, and realizing something, Zuo Ling reached out and grasped Xiao Hao's hand. A comfortable energy flowed into her arm, and her mind felt like a gentle breeze, and the stinging sensation disappeared.

He opened his eyes, grinned at his sister, and said, "Thank you, sister."

Initially, it was uncertain whether Xiao Hao was responsible, but his simple "thank you, sister" confirmed Zuo Ling's suspicions.

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