Even if this piece of Tai Sui is just one piece of Ten Thousand Years of Tai Sui, Xue An cannot take advantage of others. He was about to ask Wang Sanshui how much he would pay for the piece of Tai Sui, but before he could finish speaking, there was a commotion outside.

sound.

"Oh no, it seems that the Jin family is here." Wang Huahua's face suddenly changed when she heard the movement outside.

Everyone looked outside the door and saw many people pouring into the shabby little courtyard of Wang Sanshui's house. They were led by some young and vigorous young people, each holding a weapon in their hands.

, but the weapons are not the swords, guns, swords and halberds, but the hoes and shovels they usually use.

Once these villagers got weapons, they no longer looked like their usual simple and kind-hearted people. Instead, they all looked ferocious and ferocious.

At this moment, thirty or forty people rushed into the small courtyard. In an instant, Wang Sanshui and the others and the house were all surrounded. And this was not the number of people they finally came. There were still people coming in this direction from outside.

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"Are these still farmers? Are they trying to kill someone?" Ding Xiaoqing looked at the hateful appearance of this group of people and said in a panic.

"Are all the Jin family members so arrogant?" She had been persuaded by Xue An not to worry, but seeing this scene, her heart became anxious again. Ding Xiaoqing looked anxiously at the man next to her and pulled.

Holding his sleeves, there was a hint of fear in his tone: "Xue An, now, what should we do now?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xue An smiled, then gently patted Ding Xiaoqing's shoulder, then walked to the front of the three of them, bringing Ding Xiaoqing, Wang Huahua, Wang Sanshui, and the three of them together.

Protect behind you.

Xue An's tall figure stood in front of them, giving them an extremely safe feeling, as if he was here too. No storm, no flash of sword, no shadow of sword could disturb the three of them.

Especially the two young girls were impressed by Xue An's calm, confident and calm demeanor. They looked at Xue An with strange eyes. They were surrounded by this group of people just now, and they felt uneasy in their hearts.

This moment also disappeared in an instant.

There are many people from the Jin family in Huaxi Village, and many of them are young and strong, with standard figures, and holding various shovels and other farm tools in their hands. They all have fierce looks, as if they are hellish Shuras who want to take people's lives.

Generally, there are large and large areas of Wuyangyang.

However, there was no trace of panic on Xue An's face at this moment. He was still calm, confident and calm.

In Xue An's eyes, although this group of people was large in number, each of them was strong and armed with weapons, to him, the combat effectiveness of these people was actually very poor, not even as good as those gangsters.

Yes, those gangsters are really cruel when they attack one by one. They really dare to stab and chop with knives.

Moreover, Xue An is already in the Xiantian realm now, and his lifelong cultivation is not just for show. If you want to hurt him now, with his reflexes, you can only hurt him with a sneak attack with a thermal weapon.

Xue An's calmness and calmness stem from his self-confidence in his own strength. People outside don't know this. They think he is just pretending to be calm and literate. At least that's what Jin Xiaochun thinks.

Jin Xiaochun walked out of the crowd and stood at the front of the crowd. Xue An's broken arm was now simply fixed with a bandage. At this moment, his eyes looking at Xue An were full of anger, resentment and murder.

meaning.

"You little trash, you are still pretending to me in front of me at this time. Let's wait and see if you can keep doing it." Jin Xiaochun snorted proudly in his heart, and then couldn't wait to talk to the five-year-old next to him.

The young man in his teens said: "Dad, this is the man who beat us, and my hands were also damaged by him."

After Jin Xiaochun finished speaking, he raised his other hand and pointed at the murder case with resentment.

This young man is Jin Xiaochun's father, Jin Biao.

After hearing his son's words, he looked at Xue An with fierce eyes and shouted loudly: "Boy, did you break my son's arm?"

Jin Biao, as the tenant surnamed Jin in Huaxi Village, could naturally tell at a glance that Xue An and Ding Xiaoqing were not from the village. It was also obvious from their clothes that they were from the city, so they spoke in Mandarin.

Asked them, it's just that his Mandarin is considered to be very standard, but it is mixed with many local accents, but this is enough, Xue An can understand it.

"Is this your son?" Xue An did not answer Jin Biao's question of whether he was discounting his son. Instead, he pointed at Jin Xiaochun and asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Nonsense, this must be my son. Who in Huaxi Village doesn't know why they are asking this?" Jin Biao said with doubts on his face.

"I must be asking you because I feel something is not right." Xue An said with a very serious face: "I am a doctor, so I must clarify these professional issues when I encounter them. Look at you, you

He must be close to sixty years old, and his body is still so strong.

Lost to a forty-year-old man, he is full of heaven and full of energy when he speaks. But look at your so-called son Jin Xiaochun. He is thin and feels weak all over. His expressions and movements are extremely vulgar and completely unlike him.

Your son, to put it bluntly, you two are genetically different."

Xue An didn't mean to deceive Jinbiao or anything like that. The difference was indeed huge at this glance.

This gold standard is really strong and powerful. He is 1.8 meters tall. Even though he has a rough face, you can tell that he was definitely a handsome boy and a strong man when he was young.

But what about this Jin Xiaochun?

He is not very tall, with a lean and muscular body, and his face is really the most vulgar person Xue An has ever seen. If you put the two of them together, if you don't say that they are father and son, no one will think of it.

The two of them have a father-son relationship.

Pfft... Ding Xiaoqing burst out laughing when she heard these words. She wanted to hold back when she was so serious, but she really couldn't.

When she laughed out loud, seeing so many people watching, she quickly covered the small opening of the cherry with her small hands, and then gave Xue An a charming look.

You guys are just awesome.

It's too much of a loss.

You've taken all the bamboo shoots.

In front of so many people, and they are all villagers named Jin, if you say that the patriarch Jin Biao is not like his son, are you clearly telling everyone that you, Jin Biao, are stupid?

I don’t know if I’ve cuckolded someone.

This is not only a loss, but also a deliberate provocation.

Provoke Jinbiao in front of so many people.
Chapter completed!