Chief don't slap in the face

He was so loud on purpose, most people are jealous, why are you poor, you suddenly have money?

"This is given to me by Miss Mo Wuheng, made by Damo!"

Xia Ye explained that his eyes became fierce, and he dared to scold his sister, so he must be killed today.

"Haha, you are so ridiculous, you are a waste, why do people give you equipment?"

Xia Qian ridiculed.

Chapter 50 Those who deceive me will be repaid a hundredfold!

Xia Ye took off the crossbow and showed the big character 'jia' on it to the neighbors.

Another exclamation!

As one of the three major blacksmiths of the Xia clan, Xia Jia's mark is familiar to even children. After all, it is every man's dream to own the weapons he personally crafted.

"Hagar's weapon, do you think you can buy it if you have money?"

Xia Ye snorted coldly. Firstly, he explained the origin of the equipment to avoid everyone's doubts. He also formally proposed to Mo Wuheng to let everyone know that he has a backer, so that this kind of thing won't happen again.

Sure enough, Xia Qian's face was ugly, did he kick the iron plate?But why does this Xia Ye make Mo Wuheng value him?

The neighbors no longer doubted it. After all, Xia Ye was not only poor, but also had no status. He was a waste. Not to mention Xia Jia, even his apprentices would not talk to him, so the equipment must have been sent by Mo Wuheng, but why?

"Could it be that Xia Ye did face-to-face?"

The neighbors looked at Xia Ye again and found that although this kid was not strong enough, he was tall, well-proportioned, with a single ponytail tied behind his head, and the tips of his hair swaying in the wind, giving him an indescribably delicate temperament, which was different from the usual hunk The taste is very attractive.

"You wait, I'll go back and get the evidence now!"

Xia Qian bullies the weak and fears the strong. As a tax officer, he knows a little bit about the background of Da Mo, which is something he can't afford to offend. Seeing that Xia Ye may be related to Mo Wuheng, he made an excuse and prepared to slip his feet. Let's wait and see first.

"call!"

Hearing this, several aunts who cared about Xia Lingyue immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This test was considered to have been avoided, but Xia Ye's next words lifted their hearts that had just let go.

"and many more!"

Xia Ye said, "Did I let you go?"

"what?"

The neighbors who were watching were about to disperse, they were stunned for a while, turned their heads, looked at Xia Ye in surprise, and really wanted to ask, are you not crazy?

It's fine if Xia Qian doesn't bother you, what's the matter?Are you still planning to take revenge?

"What did you say?"

Xia Qian was taken aback for a moment, and then a surge of anger rushed straight to his forehead: "What's your attitude? Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

"Xia Ye!"

Xia Lingyue pulled his younger brother.

"pass it to me!"

Xia Ye put down his backpack and walked straight to Xia Qian: "Which hand did you hit my sister?"

"Right hand!"

Xia Qian tried his best to straighten his back, but Wu Duan's figure made him stand with Xia Ye, and he was still more than half a head shorter, like a funny duck egg.

"Xia Ye, that's enough!"

The aunt next door dissuaded her.

"What? Are you planning to abolish me?"

Xia Qian raised his right hand and gestured in front of Xia Ye: "Come on, I'm a tax official in charge of tax collection in slums. By the way, my brother-in-law is Xia Qingdong...ah!"

Before Xia Qian's bragging ended, it turned into a scream, because Xia Ye grabbed his finger and snapped it off!

Karma!

The little finger snapped off.

"Damn it, little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Xia Qian cursed, his eyes were red.

Xia Ye clenched his right fist tightly and punched Xia Qian's mouth with all his strength.

boom!

Xia Qian's head was thrown back, and the threatening words were punched back down the throat along with blood and broken teeth.

Ah!

The audience exclaimed, no one thought that Xia Ye would dare to do something, did he know Xia Qian's identity?Hit him, big trouble!

"you……"

Xia Qian stared at Xia Ye viciously, and before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the face again.

boom! boom! boom!

The iron fist bombarded, blood scattered like plum blossoms, and wet the soil.

Seeing Xia Ye's move, Xia Lingyue stopped persuading her, and stood there quietly, quickly thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, and at the same time, a sense of pride rose in her heart.

The younger brother has grown up and knows how to protect himself.

Xia Qian was stunned by the beating. He was not good at all, and the pampered life of the past few years had already ruined his body, so he had no strength to fight back.

boom!

Xia Qian fell to the ground, his face was covered with blood, it was horrible.

"Right hand?"

Xia Ye stepped on Xia Qian's arm with his right foot wearing a boot.

Little Songguo held a pineapple-sized rock, squatted beside him, and threw it at his finger.

boom!

There was blood and minced meat splattered.