Naturally, Wang Yu would not know the little thoughts of a few farmers.
However, just as he passed by a few people, a voice came from behind the haystack: "What? In this world, are unweaned babies so courageous?"
"Why do all the cats and dogs want to go to Zhengjia Village to join in the fun? That Hanbao's reward is something you, a hairless, inept little kid, can covet? Be careful if you don't get the reward, the person will die there first. !”
As he spoke, a sturdy middle-aged man walked out from behind the haystack.
His face was full of flesh, and his eyes as big as bull's eyes squinted at Wang Yu, with a disdainful expression on his dark face, and a big bald head despite his full beard. This contrast highlighted his wildness and strength.
The middle-aged man was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt, but his chest was exposed. The thick and curved hair on his chest, coupled with a huge beer belly, made Wang Yu frown.
He had a red trousers belt wrapped around his waist, and a pair of brown linen shorts on his lower body. He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, which were much better than the straw sandals on Wang Yu's feet.
The middle-aged man came out from behind the haystack, and the chattering farmers were startled. If he hadn't taken the initiative to show up, they would have never known that there was someone hiding behind the haystack.
The man ignored the farmers next to him, looked at Wang Yu sideways, and then asked disdainfully: "Who is your leader? You are such a young kid, and he lets you act alone? Aren’t you afraid that you will be killed by monsters and monsters?”
"Tsk! Are you too arrogant and confident that you are obsessed with a little doll like you, or are you already dead?"
"Is he dead? So you, a little kid, have no choice but to be alone, right?"
Wang Yu didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but what this girl said was really too unpleasant. She spoke like a baby, and her tone was full of schadenfreude, so she tilted her head and looked at him.
Seeing the spear in his right hand and the bamboo hat exposed on his back, Wang Yu already knew his identity. He shook his head silently in his heart and lamented that garbage exists in every industry!
Too lazy to tangle with this kind of person, he simply shook his head and said, "I'm not a night traveler, I don't understand what you're talking about!"
"Not Ye Xinglang?" The man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the steel gun and bamboo hat on the old donkey's back.
The bamboo hats are all the same, nothing unusual.
But that steel gun is different. This material, this shape, and these lines, aren't they the guns of Ye Xinglang?
Holding Ye Xinglang's gun, but saying that he is not Ye Xinglang, this is not obvious. Did the guy in front of him pick up the body of a dead Ye Xinglang?
The man's face suddenly darkened, and he said fiercely: "Not the Night Walker? Then how come there is the steel gun of our Night Walker?"
"I don't care whose body you picked up; but you pretended to be one of our nocturnal wanderers and swindled around, but when you met a real person like me, you didn't dare to admit it, so I have to take care of it!"
"Honestly! How much money did you defraud by using our identity as a Night Walker? Give me all the money, and then swear that you will never pretend to be a Night Walker again! I will be merciful and let you go!"
"Otherwise, I will have to beat you first, break one of your legs, and then take away the props you used to pretend, so that you will never be able to cheat again in this life!"
"Choose for yourself!"
"Bang!" Faced with the aggressive danger of the strong man, Wang Yu laughed angrily and asked in the same tone: "Are you sick? Get treatment if you are sick, and don't embarrass yourself!"
"You're looking for death!" The strong man's bull eyes suddenly widened, and his dark face turned red with anger. He stretched out his arm thicker than Wang Yu's thigh, and cursed angrily, while facing Wang Yu Shoot away.
After special training, Ye Xinglang can indeed have stronger strength, faster speed, and better skills than ordinary people, but it depends on who he is competing with.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the slap of a strong man is not only powerful and heavy, but also extremely fast. He will be hit before he can react.
But in Wang Yu's eyes, he was too slow!
Wang Yu stretched out his right hand, and with the second hair coming first, he directly grabbed the index finger of the strong man's right hand, and then suddenly smashed it towards the strong man.
There was only a "click" sound, and the strong man's index finger faced the back of his hand, showing an obtuse angle of more than ninety degrees.
Then there was a "plop". Before the severe pain could reach the strong man's mind, his body reacted instinctively. He bent his legs and knelt directly on the ground. Even the steel gun in his hand fell off. On the ground.
Finally, the scream of "Ah!!!" came from the strong man's mouth, his fingers were connected to his heart, and one finger was broken off. This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.
The few farmers who were hiding aside and eating melons stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence. Some even wiped their eyes, feeling that they had seen hallucinations.
The strong man was tall and muscular, and he looked fierce. The young man was fair and clean, and looked like a weak scholar with no strength.
Originally, they all thought that it would be this strong man who pushed the young man to the ground and rubbed him.
Unexpectedly, this young man subdued this strong man with one move!
Wang Yu looked at the howling strong man, his brows furrowed deeper, and he let go of his fingers with a look of disgust.
The strong man quickly covered the broken right index finger with his left hand, got up from the ground, and then stepped back several times, looking at Wang Yu ferociously.
The expression on his face was not because he had a grudge against Wang Yu, but because it hurt!
At this moment, he was filled with regret. If his left hand hadn't been covering his right hand, he would have wanted to slap himself.
Judging people by their appearance kills them!
I had a preconception that this kid looked like he was thin and weak and would collapse in the wind. He must be a charlatan with no real talent or knowledge.
Unexpectedly, he is not only powerful, but also ridiculously strong!
The movement just now was so fast that I couldn't even see clearly!
This is just a break of his fingers. If he really had a knife in his hand and stabbed his neck, his head would probably have fallen off!
Wang Yu looked at the strong man taking a few steps back and thought about it in his mind. He didn't seem to have said that he was going to kill himself just now. If he was killed, it might affect his performance in the dungeon.
He had no intention of pursuing her, and just said calmly: "If you want to break my leg, I will break your finger. Is this fair?"
"Fair! Fair!" The strong man who didn't know he had escaped death and saved his life, endured the pain in his right hand, squeezed a smile on his face, nodded, and replied in agreement.
Wang Yu nodded expressionlessly, turned around, picked up the old donkey's reins, and walked forward.
The strong man looked at Wang Yu's leaving figure, let out a long breath, then looked at the index finger of his right hand, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and exerted force with his left hand.
There were two more "click" and "ah" sounds, and the strong man forced his index finger back!
Even though he was mentally prepared this time, the intense pain still made him scream.
Ever since Wang Yu broke off his right index finger, he had been sweating all over his body.
It wasn't until he pushed back his index finger that the pain eased and the cold sweat subsided a little.
