Yang Xiaobao had a gloomy face and turned to look at the group of guys holding batons and shovels.
At first glance, these people were ruffians whom the Pan family had specially spent money to find.
"People say gangsters help developers carry out demolition. I didn't expect you people to shamelessly dig up ancestral graves. It's really bad." Yang Xiaobao said coldly.
"Who the hell are you?"
One of the guys with yellow hair, a floral shirt, and tattoos on his arms asked.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said: "I am from Stone Village, and there is also my parents' graveyard here. Let me see if any of you dare to touch it!"
"Boy, you don't know yet, right? This mountain has been contracted by our boss, and this cemetery must be demolished, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"
Yang Xiaobao knew that they came here deliberately to cause trouble.
Otherwise, Wang Guoxi would have told them that they would come and clear the grave immediately and not give Shitou Village any time at all.
Yang Xiaobao snorted, shrugged and said, "Your bosses are Pan Hanhai and Pan He, right?"
When these people heard what Yang Xiaobao said, they looked at each other.
The same Huang Mao said: "Who is our boss? There is no need to tell you country bumpkins. Hurry up and get some sense and move the grave now, otherwise we will give you peace!"
Then he waved his hand and said: "Brothers, come up and level these graveyards for me."
After hearing what he said, they immediately rushed forward.
A guy quickly walked up to Yang Xiaobao and was about to bump into Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao raised his foot and kicked him directly on his abdomen.
Yang Xiaobao didn't use any force in this kick. He just wanted to teach them a lesson and didn't want to kill him.
But this kick still kicked the guy away and hit the tree, causing a bird that was standing on the tree to watch the excitement to fly up.
When Huang Mao saw his man being beaten, he immediately shouted: "Brothers, beat this bastard for me! Beat him until he kneels down and begs for mercy!"
These people held up the things in their hands and rushed towards Yang Xiaobao.
Seeing this scene, Liu Wenzhu also shouted: "They dug our ancestral graves, we will fight for them!"
As he spoke, he raised the pitchfork in his hand and rushed towards the ruffians.
Other people in Stone Village also shouted and rushed forward.
A melee was about to break out.
At this time, Yang Xiaobao stretched out his hand and said: "Wait a minute, you all stand back and let me deal with them alone."
"Xiaobao, are you okay? There are twenty or thirty of them." Liu Wenzhu said with some worry.
"Don't worry, there's nothing they can do to me."
Liu Wenzhu and Wang Tieshu looked at each other and silently stepped back.
They have seen Yang Xiaobao's skills before.
Seeing this, Huang Mao shouted again: "Why are you still standing there? Come on, kill this bastard!"
These people screamed and rushed towards Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao kicked a guy holding a baton away, and then punched a guy holding a shovel.
Just like that, Yang Xiaobao used fists and kicks, and within a short time, he beat all these people to the ground.
Screams echoed in the valley, and the smell of blood filled the cemetery.
In the end, only Huang Mao was left standing there, looking at what was happening in front of him in horror.
When the villagers in Shitou Village saw Yang Xiaobao beating these people to the ground so neatly, they couldn't help but scream.
Yang Xiaobao walked towards Huang Mao.
When Huang Mao knew it was over, he immediately turned around and wanted to run down the mountain.
He knew that if he didn't run away, he might have to end up here.
But just two steps out, his neck felt like it was clamped by pliers, and a stinging pain instantly spread throughout his body.
"Alas, alas!"
Yang Xiaobao snorted, waved his hand, and threw this guy to the ground hard, and it was like a dog eating shit.
Just as this guy was about to get up from the ground, Yang Xiaobao walked over and stepped on his arched butt.
"Don't move." Yang Xiaobao said coldly.
Then he put the tip of the shovel on his neck.
Huang Mao felt the cold sharp edge of the shovel and shivered involuntarily.
"I won't move, I won't move." Huang Mao said immediately, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."
At this moment, Wang Wen also rushed over.
Seeing the messy battlefield in front of him, he gasped and shouted: "Xiaobao, don't be impulsive!"
He was afraid that Yang Xiaobao might cause trouble and kill someone.
Yang Xiaobao looked at Huang Mao and asked, "Tell me, did the Pan family ask you to come?"
"Yes, yes, Master Pan He asked me to come. If you know this, you won't come even if you give us no money." Huang Mao said in a mournful voice, "Just spare me, I won't dare to do it anymore.
, otherwise, I will give you all the money Master Pan gave us."
"Hmph, do you think I'll care about your money?"
As he spoke, Yang Xiaobao lifted the shovel and then dropped it again.
The yellow-haired man screamed.
Everyone was shocked and thought Yang Xiaobao was really going to kill him.
In fact, Yang Xiaobao's shovel only hit Huang Mao's shoulder.
Blood flowed directly down Huang Mao's shoulder, and within a short time, his clothes were soaked red.
Huang Mao screamed, his body kept shaking, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or pain.
Yang Xiaobao took two steps back and said to him coldly: "Take your people and get out of here. Go back and tell Pan He to stop thinking about the cemetery and the mountain temple on this mountain, otherwise he will suffer.
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When Huang Mao heard what Yang Xiaobao said, he felt as if he was being amnesty. He endured the pain, got up from the ground, crawled and rolled and ran down the mountain.
The people he brought with him also ran down.
The people in the village laughed when they saw their embarrassment.
Wang Wen walked up to Yang Xiaobao and asked: "Xiaobao, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"This man is really bad. He won't even spare our ancestral graves." Wang Wen sighed.
"I believe they don't dare to come again." Yang Xiaobao said, "Let's go down."
Wang Wen nodded and walked down the mountain with Yang Xiaobao and the villagers.
It was already night when Pan He saw Huang Mao.
Seeing Huang Mao with a bandage on his shoulder and a grimace on his face, he snorted.
"Master Pan, this Yang Xiaobao is really awesome." Huang Mao said, "Twenty or thirty of us are no match for him."
"Okay, okay, I know this, get out of here!"
Pan He waved his hand, as if swatting away a fly, and drove the yellow hair away.
After Huang Mao left, Pan He took a deep breath, turned around, opened the door, and walked in.
"How's it going? How's things going?"
Pan Hanhai asked, sitting on the sofa.
Pan He shook his head and said: "It didn't work out. They were beaten up by Yang Xiaobao and came back in embarrassment."
"This is also expected." Pan Hanhai said, "Let's ignore this matter for now and go pick up Mr. Liu's people now." This chapter has been completed!