"How dare you come here to cause trouble?"

Just when he jumped to a person lying on the grass, an old man flew out from the crowd. He had gray hair and a black and white beard that reached his neck. He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and was looking back at Yi.

Attacked, Yi Huimou was almost hit, but luckily he stopped in time and nimbly dodged the blow.

"Get out of the way."

Seeing that the thief was about to disappear, Yi looked back with a cold voice.

"You sound so arrogant, I want to see what you are capable of." The old man laughed sinisterly and waved his body a few times.

Yi Huimu ignored him completely and stared at the thief opposite. Seeing that he had already fled from the crowd, Yi Huimu turned around, wanting to escape from the old man's entanglement and chase the thief.

"It's not that easy to escape." The old man shouted coldly, his stick became more flexible with his tricks, and before she could look back to reflect, he attacked her.

Yi looked back and dodged left and right, not wanting to compete with him at all, so she simply took a slight step and dodged away from him.

By the time she arrived at the other side, the thief had disappeared, and her chest suddenly felt tight. Those belongings would last for three days. Damn it, they actually ruined her life.

His mood was already very depressed. When Yi looked back at this moment, she felt even more depressed. In a flash, she stretched out her right leg and walked towards the old man.

The old man was untimely and hit Yi Huimou's kick. He took a few steps back. The old man steadied his heels and used a wooden stick to fight Yi Huimou.

From the initial attack, he could only dodge Yi Huimou's attacks later. Yi Huimou kicked his legs several times in succession, landed on the ground, and quickly used a palm to hit the old man's chest. The old man screamed,

The body flew out and fell at the feet of the crowd, with a mouthful of blood spilling from his mouth.

Yi Huimu glared at the old man underground with hatred, pointed at him angrily and asked: "I chased the thief, what have you done? How dare you ruin my life!" With that, Yi Huimu stepped away from his eyes.

"Girl, wait a minute." The old man tried his best to support his body and stood up.

"I thought the girl was here to kidnap the gang leader's body, but it seems I misunderstood." At this time, the old man looked apologetic.

Yi Huimou sneered in her heart, what was she going to do with a broken corpse? Reflexively, Yi Huimou turned around and glanced at the corpse on the haystack.

I saw that the gang leader's face was extremely pale.

"He's not dead." Yi Huihui said three words coldly. The surrounding Beggar Clan disciples were all shocked and looked at each other.

"Girl, what do you mean by this?" The old man looked puzzled just now, with a hint of joy in his heart.

Yi Huimu ignored him, jumped directly onto the haystack, picked up the corpse's legs, shook the corpse vigorously a few times, and turned it back and forth.

The people in front of them saw Yi Huimou treating the dead gang leader so roughly, and they wanted to step forward, but the old man stopped them by stroking his long beard, with a look of insight in his eyes.

"Cough." The corpse suddenly coughed a few times, frightening the people watching around to take a few steps back.

"He's fine." Yi Huimu got down from the haystack and was about to leave.

"Girl, could it be the doctor?" The old man came over and felt even more strange.

"No." Yi Huihui said these two words coldly.
Chapter completed!