"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly, and her actions of caring for the little boy suddenly became gentle, and she said in agreement: "Sister also hopes that my father will come back tomorrow."

Hearing this, the smile in the little boy's eyes deepened. After a moment, the siblings looked at each other and smiled. No matter how ugly the villagers around him were about them, they seemed to have not heard it. They turned around silently and slowly left in the direction of home.[]

At this moment, a scream that was completely different from the surroundings suddenly rang out, "Mcélay is back!" Then, all the villagers turned to look at the entrance of the village at the same time. On a dark path, a middle-aged man with a burly body, dark skin and a tough look was walking towards the village step by step, slightly tired.

He is very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, without any breath of a cultivator on his body. He is just a simple ordinary person, but he is not ordinary at all at the same time.

Not to mention anything else, his upper body alone is different from ordinary people. At this moment, the temperature outside is very low. The villagers in the village are all wearing thick sweaters. Some elderly people even put cotton coats on them, but the middle-aged man is only wearing a thin cloth dress, which is still the same as without sleeves, and cannot keep the cold at all.

But it was strange that the middle-aged man seemed to not feel a trace of chill at all, and his body temperature did not drop at all. His arms exposed in the air did not tremble for a moment, but were still sweating. If there were no comparisons between these villagers in sweaters at this moment, you would definitely not believe that it is still winter now.

This is the unusual place for middle-aged men, of course, not all. Although the middle-aged man was thin and tired at this moment, his pace was particularly stable. From the entrance of the village to the entrance of the village, he did not even tremble, let alone shake.

The pace is steady, heavy and powerful. Although the middle-aged man's pace is not as good as a cultivator, and every step he takes can leave a deep footprint on the ground, it is almost the same. Although his strength is not as good as a cultivator in every step he takes, his aura has the power of a junior cultivator to bring an oppression to ordinary people.

Of course, this is not the most unusual thing about a middle-aged man. What really makes him unique is the bucket of water that is being carried on the shoulders of the middle-aged man at this moment.

The structure of the bucket is ordinary and has nothing special. It is filled with water and wine, and there are only two in total. The ones on the left shoulder are filled with water and the ones on the right shoulder are filled with wine.

But the size of these two buckets is really terrifying. If a man who is two meters tall, with knotty muscles and infinite strength, even if he fights hard and has all his strength, he can only carry two buckets of buckets as tall as his own. Then the bucket carried by the middle-aged man on his shoulders at this moment is several times that of theirs.

Double? No. Three? No, it's a full ten times. At this moment, these two exaggerated buckets fell on the middle-aged man, like two mountains, pressing him forward. When the villagers saw this scene, they all realized that he was so tired of walking. It turned out that they were all the reasons for these two buckets.

However, the middle-aged man not only carried a bucket on his body, but also a huge basket on his back, with large and small miner's hoes and an oval weird cloth bag. However, these things were covered because the bucket on his shoulders were too big, so the villagers didn't care.

Not long after, the middle-aged man called "Michael" by the villagers finally stopped leaving. He stopped in the middle of the square, took a deep breath, and then suddenly exerted force, and even without even a slight sound, he put two terrifying buckets of water on the ground.

In fact, the villagers have seen this scene countless times, and they can witness it almost once a month. Some old men in the village have witnessed it with their own eyes and even more so many times that they can't count it.

But no matter how many times they have seen it, no matter how deep the shock they were when they saw it, every time they saw it, they can't help but be amazed at McLee's terrifying power again.

"Okay! The wine on the left is the water on the right. Let's divide it quickly. These are the amount of us all this month." After gently putting down the bucket, although McLee's face was getting more tired, he didn't even breathe, and he directly glanced at the villagers around him, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers' expression of horror appeared on their faces because of him, and then they slowly calmed down and came back from their long-term trance.

Then, an old man with gray hair and beard suddenly limped out of the crowd with a crutch, smiled slightly at McLee, and said gratefully: "I'll bother you again this time, McLee.

I would like to thank you for all the villagers of our Meteor Village. If you didn’t go to the deep mountains west to fetch water every month, our Meteor Village really doesn’t know if we could still stick to it. The village wants you to run once a month, so I’ll bother you!”

"Haha." After hearing the old man's words, the firmness on McLee's face disappeared, and she turned to a faint smile, and said with a hearty smile: "Old village chief. What are you saying? I, McLee, do this, aren't it for everyone. I'm not trying to make a contribution to my own convenience. After all, I am also a member of Meteor Village."

"Yes! Yes!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gratitude on the old village chief's face suddenly turned into satisfaction. After nodding slowly, he immediately smiled with relief. At this time, the villagers around him applauded and grateful for McLee's answer.

At this moment, an excited call suddenly came from the crowd, "Dad!!!" Then, the little boy who hoped his father would return soon suddenly emerged from the cracks and rushed to McLee's feet.

Seeing that it was his son who came to greet him in person, McLee smiled even more happily, picked up little John, and immediately put the other person on his neck to tease and play. However, at this moment, a sound of nature suddenly sounded, and from the crowd that little John ran over, suddenly, "Dad!" came.

Needless to say, McLee knew it was Sister John's voice at the first time he heard it.

The next moment, McClair's heart moved and his smile suddenly deepened again. But before he could agree to the girl's call, a slight cry of pain suddenly came. Then, McClair heard a slight and extremely sneer.

"Hey... look at her... so ugly... Alas... she was already ugly enough, but now she fell again, even uglier. Alas. I can't help but vomit."

"You can speak quietly and let McLean hear it."

"It's okay. Didn't you hear the laughter around you? Just my voice, McLee can't hear it."

"Then you should also pay attention. It's better to say less of this kind of thing in the future. This woman is enough to know her in her heart. She usually stays away from her when she sees her. Wouldn't it be good? If you have to take the risk of saying these words, you are really brave."

"That's. Oh... I'm really worth it for McLee. You said how good his son John was born, and he had to adopt a dark, ugly and fat girl as John's sister. I really don't know what McLee thought at that time. He shouldn't have adopted this black girl at that time."

"Don't say it anymore. OK? If you say this kind of thing, you will be cursed."

"What are you afraid of! Can you die if you talk? I don't believe it."

"Whether you believe it or not, don't say this. Can't you keep silent like us? Everyone knows these things in their hearts, why do you have to say them? Do you want to be beaten by McLee by the same family as the next door to my house, and lie down at home for a whole month before silence?"

"Of course not. I just don't want McLean to make mistakes again and again. You don't know this black girl. I get angry when I look at her. Moreover, she is a broom star. Every day I will be in trouble whenever I see her. No one doesn't work."

"Then why have I never been unlucky? I understand. You'd better stop talking, this must be a curse. Who told you to talk about her for no reason?"

"I'm not satisfied if I don't say I'm sorry. Hum! And I'm going to hit her. Grandma, if it weren't for McClell here, I wouldn't only trip her, but also beat her. This black girl made me lose another gold coin yesterday. I have to do a whole year of work to make so much money."

"One...one gold coin? Where did you get so much money? Didn't your wife take care of you very strictly?"

"Of course not. I borrowed it."

"Borrowing usury? Then why do you pay it back!!!"

"Hmph! Don't worry, I already have an idea."

"What's the meaning?"

"Hehe. Have you forgotten that this black girl is still a young girl..."

"You are crazy! If McLee knows, you will definitely be dead. Also, do you think those people are blind? How could this black girl be so ugly? How could she sell it for a good price?"

"Hmph! You don't have to worry about this. We are not fools, and they are not stupid either. They must have thought of what we can think of."

"Then you still..."

"Oh. I said you are so stupid. Have you forgotten that there is a blind man in the next village?"

"I have an impression! I heard that blind man is still very rich."

"Yes. I have discussed with them and will start tomorrow night. By the way, since you already know, then come and help me tomorrow. If it succeeds, I will give you 20% of the price. What do you think?"

As soon as this said, the two villagers who were secretly talking closed their mouths at the same time and stopped talking. The next moment, when one of the villagers, who were thin and honest in appearance, hesitated for a while and nodded slowly, a faint smile appeared on their faces in an instant.

The two of them thought that the conversation just now was unaware of it, and no one else knew about it except the two of them. But just as the two of them were illuminating their eyes and were planning for tomorrow's plan, their necks suddenly hurt, their bodies rose directly from the ground, and their breathing became difficult in an instant.

The next moment, the two raised their eyes and looked ahead, and they were immediately frightened to find that their neck had been pinned tightly by a strong and powerful hand. The owner of the arm was nothing but McLee.

“Mai…Mai…Mai…Mai…”

The next moment, the two of them begged, but they were strangled. It was so uncomfortable. Without even saying a word, he saw McLee's eyes condensed, and two extremely angry flames suddenly rose in his eyes, and he roared at himself in anger: "I actually want to sell my daughter!!! Today, McLee won't kill you two beasts! I swear not to be a human being!!!"

After saying this, McLee suddenly tugged his fingers inward and did not give the two villagers any chance to explain. He directly broke their necks with two crisp "clogs".

The next moment, the laughter that was endlessly heard disappeared, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant. All the villagers, whether they dared to be angry or dared to speak, or they both dared to be angry or dared to speak, closed their mouths at the same time, held their breath, and did not dare to say a word.
Chapter completed!