The strongest village official starts with a debt of 500 million

Chapter 258

Just when the hand in the camouflage uniform was about to grab Shisan's nape, there was another sound of breaking wind.

Where did so many slingshots come from in Xingquan Village?

The camouflage uniform turned his head impatiently, and was suddenly startled.

A shovel was thrown over!

To say that he was still very experienced in camouflage uniforms, he took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, rolling over, watching helplessly as the shovel was planted on the ground in front of his eyes, breaking out in cold sweat.

The shovel was thrown over by Siming who was about to arrive.

In order not to hurt Shisan, he threw it with restraint, otherwise the camouflage uniform would most likely not be able to avoid the blow.

Just as he was about to sit up in the camouflage uniform, another heavy stone was hit on the Tianling cover. This hit was so hard that he couldn't help howling, curled up on the ground with his head covered.

Siming looked at Shisan, also in a cold sweat.

I have to talk to Chen Yu later, and discipline this little devil well.

Just now he saw with his own eyes that this little bastard, in order to hurt someone a little bit, had the leisure to pick up a sharp and angular stone, rounded the slingshot, and mercilessly slapped him.

But Thirteen is not over yet.

He picked up another stone.

"Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

Siming, who had witnessed everything, subconsciously clamped his legs.

It's too cruel.

The camouflage uniform didn't even have the strength to curl up now, and collapsed on the ground, humming in a low voice.

At this time, the three bearded people had jumped out of the yard, looked at the situation here, and rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Their team is quite famous on the road.

At best, it's called commercial espionage.

At worst, they are professional lockpickers.

In their team, each with their own unique skills, the camouflage uniforms are bold, cautious, and able to fight well.

But now the camouflage uniform collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud in front of these two people.

How long has it been?

Do you have 1 minutes?
But now where is there room to maneuver?

The bearded eyes sharpened, and he drew out a dagger.

They have to get the camouflage back.

Siming looked at the three people approaching in front of him, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

Compared with the three melee savages on the opposite side, their professional match is obviously more reasonable.

There is melee and there is ranged.

Unfortunately, Remote is only an eight-year-old child.

Melee……

Although Siming still had confidence in his fighting power, he still lacked confidence in the face of the three knife-wielding gangsters in front of him.

After all, at this moment, he only had a baton in his hand.

He sighed.

There is no way, I want face, there is no way to keep Shisan here, and run for my life by myself.

Then only on.

He opened his eyes, and the worry about gains and losses just now had long since disappeared. He clenched his baton in his right hand and was about to step forward.

Suddenly there was a "whoosh" in his ear.

For some reason, Siming shrank his neck inexplicably remembering the second blow he had received from the camouflage uniform.

A person on the opposite side screamed, covered his head and squatted down.

Before the bearded man could react, the sounds of "嗖" and "嗖" kept ringing.

Under Siming's dumbfounded gaze, the three commercial spies tap danced on the spot.

He turned his head slowly, and found that Thirteen was staring at the three people opposite him intently, the slingshot in his hand didn't stop, and the stones hit various parts of the three people.

Siming suddenly understood one thing.

It turned out that in this long-range and close-combat combination, I was the one who gained experience.

You don't even have to eat the damage yourself!
The three of them didn't have time to rush up and fight him!
Thirteen seemed to have entered a mysterious realm.

Since his father started planting new herbs, his physical fitness seems to be getting better and better.

He never admitted that it had something to do with the medicinal diet his father gave him and his sister, and always believed that it was his 10-minute hard exercise every day that had the effect.

But his parents and sister never let him go out to cause trouble. If he caused trouble, they never beat and scolded him, but contacted Chen Yu directly.

He was only afraid of Chen Yu.

Although he still doesn't understand many things now, he clearly knows the reason for what happened on Chen Yu's first day in the village.

His father was also injured, and I heard that Chen Yu owed a lot of debts because of this incident.

It is estimated that there will be as many as hundreds of packets of crispy noodles!
After he was afraid and hid, Chen Yu didn't expose him, and every time he saw him, he never beat or scolded him, as if that incident never happened.

He wanted to help Chen Yu.

Although I don't know what these people in front of me are doing, but they sneaked into Brother Yu's house, even if they walk away with a handful of dirt, it's not allowed!

……

Chen Yu rubbed his eyes.

On the ground in front of him, lay four people.

It is an exaggeration to say that the intake is less and the output is more, but it is definitely not an exaggeration to be dying.

The images of the four people are strikingly similar, all exposed skin is covered with bruises, lying on the ground and humming softly, the worst is a man in a camouflage uniform, he clamps his legs, twitches from time to time, seems to be triggered by huge pain The body's defense mechanism was overthrown and he fell into a coma.

"Siming, what are you doing? What are these four people doing? Did you meet a herd of wild boars?"

Siming stared blankly at Chen Yu, then gestured to Shisan beside him with his eyes, and said nothing.

Chen Yu looked at Shisan: "What's going on?"

Thirteen puffed out his chest: "These four people sneaked into your house, I knocked them all down!"

Chen Yu looked at the slingshot in his hand, looked at the bruises on these people, and probably understood what happened.

There are very few people in the village who know the effects of the Longevity Spring, so Shisan naturally wouldn't know.

But he has a good father.

Although Chen Yu didn't tell Liu Zheng about these things directly, Liu Zheng, who was deeply involved in almost everything, naturally wouldn't be ignorant.

There is no need to mention such trivial matters as cooking a small stove for my son and adding some food.

but……

Chen Yu looked at the four people lying on the ground.

He understood Thirteen's intentions, and while being moved, he also made up his mind.

The little bastard that dogs hate must be brought back on the right track.

Otherwise, Xingquan Village would never have a peaceful life.

He squatted on the ground and looked into Thirteen's eyes: "Thirteen, thank you."

Shisan's eyes became slits with laughter.

"But you have to promise me one thing, your slingshot can only be used to deal with those bad guys, not casually."

Thirteen nodded seriously: "I see."

Chen Yu stretched out his right hand: "This is a promise between men."

Shisan froze for a moment, stretched out his hand in a hurry, and held Chen Yu's hand strangely: "Yeah!"

Chen Yu smiled and stood up.

Siming seemed to have slowed down a little, and leaned over, and said helplessly, "Their vehicle ran away, and now our plan to catch big fish with a long line is in vain."

Chen Yu naturally knew that Siming couldn't take care of both ends, so he had to rescue Shisan first. He said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, the plan is very good, and it is considered a success if you can achieve three points. Anyway, I don't know who the other party is." , come and go without indecent assault, next time, we will take the initiative!"

(End of this chapter)