(I accidentally read this chapter while eating!!!)
Shao Erdan, Shao Yimao.
These two had never done anything truly heinous, but they had committed one despicable act after another, and no one in the entire Qinghe Village liked them.
Aside from themselves.
Yun Shou usually avoided these two people, basically walking away from them. At that time, he was still a weak and ordinary boy, and he would get beaten up whenever he encountered either of them.
And I haven't met them in the past few days. It can be said that apart from that time in the simulation, although I don't like these two Shao in real life, we have never had any conflicts.
But today, they stole from the home of someone they knew—no, their benefactor.
Yun Shou's hands were itching to be touched.
But Shao Erdan had no eye for talent. He couldn't recognize the difference in a martial artist's spirit and energy compared to ordinary people. He still thought of him as that skinny boy and immediately spat, "What are you looking at, you little brat? Get lost!"
Yun Shou dodged the spittle.
Shao Erdan paused, not because Yun Shou had dodged the spit, but because he walked to the window, his face full of fierce threat: "You two have already ransacked this little shabby house, but if you dare tell this fisherman's family..."
He swung his fist violently: "Knock your history out here!"
"Understood." Yun Shou nodded.
Satisfied, Shao Erdan turned around, about to continue searching for the money sounds he'd heard yesterday with his older brother, when he suddenly felt a tightness around his neck, a lightness in his body, and the scenery before him shifted sideways...
He was pulled out of the window by Yun Shou, who grabbed him by the back of his collar.
With a "bang," he was thrown to the ground by Yun Shou.
Shao Erdan's mind went blank; before he could even understand what was happening, another foot stomped on his stomach. He saw the thin... seemingly not as thin as before, standing high above him, stepping on him, and asking a question:
"So you're going to make history out of this, huh?"
The moment fear appeared in Shao Erdan's eyes, he was struck by a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, his eyes rolled back, and he screamed in agony.
"Have mercy, Grandpa! Ahhh, Grandpa, please stop stepping on me!"
The way they pronounced it was so practiced and fluent that you could tell they had studied somewhere before.
Yun Shou remained silent, only stomping his feet repeatedly.
The azure energy had penetrated deep into Shao Erdan's body; an ordinary person's body is completely defenseless against a martial artist.
With Yun Shou's kind help, Shao Erdan sprayed his pants before suffering even greater trampling pain.
His eyes lost their luster, he lay on the ground like a corpse, and a large bulge appeared in his pants.
However, the human body is an extremely intricate structure. Although Yun Shou successfully induced an ovulation this time, he cannot guarantee that there will be no aftereffects, such as Shao Erdan being unable to control his genitals for the rest of his life, and his lesbianism changing from manual to passive...
Inside the room, Shao Yimao, who had watched the entire plot from the window, was speechless.
He screamed and ran into the house, but less than two seconds later, Yun Shou picked him up and threw him out again.
Ignoring the pain all over his body from the fall, Shao Yimao crawled away on the ground.
He didn't want to be trampled to death like his younger brother. That was too terrifying. He could bear that kind of pain alone. He would rather be beaten half to death!
Feeling a foot step on his back, Shao Yimao cried out in pain, "Grandpa, Grandpa, don't step on me... Ouch!"
Yun Shou remained silent, continuing to stomp his feet.
"No, Grandpa! Oh! Grandpa, I just... oh! I just... oh!" she cried out in pain, begging for mercy.
Yun Shou finally spoke, but it was five words that filled Shao Yimao with despair.
"Really? I don't believe it."
Three minutes later.
"Alright, no, I believe you now." Yun Shou said to Shao Yimao, who was half-dead and soaking wet, before swaggering away.
After thinking about it, he felt it wouldn't be right to leave the two stinking guys by Uncle Ji's window, so he grabbed their shirts, dragged them to the latrine, and threw them in.
"I'm so kind." On the way back, Yun Shou was still praising himself: "If other decisive protagonists had come, these two Shaos would have been dead long ago. I just stepped on them a few times and punished them a little."
Am I being a bit too saintly?
...
In the evening, after Uncle Ji and the others returned, Yun Shou delivered the last portion of fish meat and bones to them.
He fell asleep quickly and soundly that night.
"I fought two battles in one day this year, which fully demonstrated my strength!"
Before going to sleep, Yun Shou felt a great sense of accomplishment. In the simulation, no matter how powerful he was, it was all just an illusion. But when he showed his strength in reality, the sense of accomplishment was completely different.
A single battle defeated hundreds of spiny-finned fish, shattering a spectacular "fish and dragon dance."
Another battle ensued, leaving the two village bullies utterly defeated.
When playing games, if the difficulty is too low, the game's lifespan will be greatly reduced, it will feel boring, and you will lose interest in playing; but in real life, being invincible is pure fun!
Meanwhile, a few hours earlier...
Two wet people climbed out of the latrine.
The pit wasn't very deep, otherwise they would have really drowned.
"Brother, we got beaten up so badly." Shao Erdan was extremely aggrieved.
He was usually incredibly arrogant, but that was just a facade. After being beaten up, that facade naturally crumbled.
"..." Shao Yimao didn't want to speak.
His younger brother, Erdan, was only stepped on more than twenty times, while he was stepped on for a full three minutes (which felt like three days and three nights of torture), forty or fifty times!
Moreover, throughout the entire process, it felt like there was an invisible giant hand trying to squeeze out his history!
After a long while, Shao Yimao stood up: "Go wash up first, no, don't wash up, just stay like this, let's go to the gang to ask Uncle for help!"
"Looking for Uncle?" Shao Erdan shrank back, somewhat afraid of the "uncle": "If Uncle doesn't cause trouble for us anymore, what if he scolds us again?"
"Damn it, that's our own uncle!" Shao Yimao gritted his teeth. "He can scold us however he wants normally, but this time it's nothing like before! We were almost beaten to death by that little brat!"
"How can an uncle not side with his nephew? How can someone prioritize reason over family?!"
Shao Erdan nodded repeatedly: "Besides, we're in the right this time. We didn't find anything and we were kicked out of Shi. That kid's dead meat. Next, it'll really be our turn to kick him out of Shi!"
"Don't mention the word 'Shi' in front of me!" Shao Yimao was furious when he thought about how he had squatted in the latrine before going to Ji Kangnian's house to look for money, and how he had been stepped on dozens of times without Shi being found. He had suffered twice as much as Erdan.
Shao Erdan rarely saw his older brother get angry at him, so he nodded meekly.
Shao Yimao then snorted coldly: "That kid, I'm not only going to beat him to a pulp! I'm also going to poke his ass with a big wooden stick so he can never hold his penis in his vagina for the rest of his life!"
Shao Erdan: "..."
No, brother.
You've been talking about "history" all along, so why won't you let me?
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