"Village Chief! What should we do? We definitely can't defeat them!"
"But we can't just give this cow to them like this!"
These villagers had the same idea as Village Chief Wang. How could they just give away the yaks that they had found with great difficulty to these robbers?
So Village Chief Wang stepped forward and said to Zuo Zhi, "Our entire village depends on this yak for survival, so we can't give it to you!"
"Yes! Yes! We can't give you these yaks no matter what!" Other villagers also echoed.
"Then don't blame us for solving it with force!"
Zuo Zhi winked at the people behind him, and they immediately put down what they were holding.
They trotted a few steps and rushed over to the villagers.
"You...what are you doing!" The village chief panicked and turned around and ran away with the villagers.
Now they don’t have time to worry about whether this is the way back or not, as long as they can get rid of these Sakura people.
The reality is not as simple as the village chief and his friends imagine.
It was raining heavily at the time, and the villagers were carrying a particularly heavy yak. They were caught up by the Sakura people behind them after only a few steps.
Zuo Zhi was not in a hurry at all. He just crossed his hands on his chest and stood in the heavy rain like a wise man, watching the villagers running around like little white mice.
At this moment, his heart was filled with excitement!
He can be loyal to Nakano Qing, compassionate to Chen Jie, and caring for his subordinates, but he is particularly cruel and ruthless to these Chinese people who have nothing to do with him.
He felt that these Chinese people were refusing to accept his toast, even though he had clearly spoken to them in such a polite manner.
Since he is so ignorant, don't blame him for being rude!
The Sakura countryman caught up with the villager and without saying a word, he jumped up and kicked him hard.
“Ouch! Ah…ah…”
The villagers who were carrying the yaks were kicked hard in the waist from behind. They groaned and their feet slipped. The four of them, along with the yaks they were carrying, were kicked into the bushes on the side of the road.
"Ah! You robbers! You stole my yaks and beat my people! Is there any justice in this world? I... I will fight you!"
When the village chief saw his villagers being beaten, he completely lost his mind. He rolled up his sleeves, threw off the rain hat on his head, and rushed towards the Sakura people like a cannonball.
Who knew...the village chief was kicked away before he could get close to these Sakura people.
“Ah…Ah…”
The village chief felt pain in his abdomen, and a strong force pushed him backwards.
He screamed several times in a row and completely lost control of his body until there was a loud bang and the village chief's head hit a big tree on the side of the road.
"Village Chief...Village Chief, how are you?"
Several villagers who had just been kicked into the bushes by the roadside all held their waists and endured the pain to see the village chief.
At this time, the village chief had blood on his forehead and was unconscious.
Several other young men ran over and thought that the village chief had been killed in the fall!
"Ah... they killed our village chief, we fought them!"
The villagers called out to the village chief several times but to no avail. Everyone thought that the village chief was really dying.
Everyone was filled with anger and grabbed tree trunks from the bushes and rushed towards the Sakura people without hesitation.
The Sakura people on the other side don't take these villagers seriously at all.
They had just kicked them a few times for fun. Since these villagers were so ungrateful, they were too lazy to play the game of "Eagle Catches Chicken" with them in the rain.
If you have this much time, wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the cave early and eat grilled steak?
Sure enough, the Sakura people started to get serious, and the villagers were undoubtedly like an egg hitting a stone.
A dozen people suddenly started fighting together. The villagers who had never learned martial arts fought without any rules and their punches had no strength at all.
Crack, crack! Several sounds of bones breaking rang out among the fighting crowd.
"Ah... my hand! Ahhh..."
The villagers screamed one after another, but these Sakura people became more and more excited as the fight went on.
Several villagers had their necks broken by them.
The rest either had broken bones all over their bodies or broken hands and feet. In short, none of them could still walk.
After beating the man, Zuo Zhi didn't even raise his eyelids, and asked several of his men to carry the yak and prepare to return to the cave.
They felt no guilt towards the villagers who were lying on the road and were nearly dead after being beaten by them.
As they left, they even kicked the villagers lying in the middle of the road.
…
On the grassland on the top of the mountain, the golden capsule houses sparkled in the rain.
Su Keke and Grandma Qiao moved a large solid wood table to the French window in the living room. They were going to eat hot pot here at noon while watching the heavy rain.
What kind of taste is this? I guess no one understands it!
The two of them had already placed all the ingredients for hot pot on the table, and Su Keke had put a full plate of all the hot pot meatballs that Grandma Qiao liked.
Grandma Qiao also prepared a lot of her favorite mantis shrimp, swimming crabs, and squid rolls.
Beef rolls, lamb rolls, shredded pork belly, and tenderloin are of course essential dishes for hot pot.
The last step is to enter the space and pick vegetables!
Grandma Qiao had planted all kinds of seasonal vegetables in Su Keke's space. She went in and picked some spinach, lettuce, and enoki mushrooms, and took them to the kitchen to wash and eat.
While Su Keke was washing the vegetables, Grandma Qiao had already started cooking the soup base.
There was a small hot pot in front of each of them, which was steaming.
Su Keke’s soup base was pork ribs thick soup, and Grandma Qiao even sprinkled some wolfberries on it, which looked delicious and nutritious.
Grandma Qiao’s hotpot is spicy.
She thinks that hotpot should have this spicy and hot feeling, so that it will be more enjoyable.
"Come here, Grandma Qiao, let's make the meatballs!"
Su Keke put the meatballs, which were harder to cook, into the bottom of the pot for the two people first, and then added various seafoods in turn, and finally the vegetables, filling the small hot pot in front of the two people.
Grandma Qiao leaned against the table with her chin in her hand, looking at the heavy rain outside the window in a daze.
When Su Keke called her, she didn't respond. After a while, she said faintly, "Oh! Okay!"
It was not until the bottom of Grandma Qiao's pot began to bubble and the floor-to-ceiling windows beside the table were covered with a layer of mist that Grandma Qiao came to her senses.
"Granny Joe! What are you thinking about?"
Su Keke asked while peeling a cooked mantis shrimp with both hands.
"Keke! It's raining so hard! Will the villagers hiding in the caves have anything to eat? Should we send them some?"
Grandma Qiao suddenly felt that while she was leisurely eating hotpot here, the villagers in the cave might be starving, and she felt a little bit reluctant.
"That's easy. After we finish lunch, we'll go and bring them food!"
Su Keke peeled the mantis shrimp in her hand and ate it in one bite while talking.
"Keke, aren't you afraid of exposing the space? What excuse can we find to send so many things over there?"
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