Marrying a village tyrant husband with space, being spoiled by the in-laws

Suddenly, a burly man with two axes in his hands jumped out from the bushes, followed by a dozen men of different heights and weights coming out from all directions. One of them was yawning as he walked, and those who didn't know would have thought he had just woken up.

There was another person whose shoes were stepped on by the person behind him, and he put on his shoes while walking.

Yu Suihuan couldn't help but complain in his heart that this bandit was too unprofessional. The momentum of his appearance was far from enough. It was hard to describe.

“This, this, this, this, this, this…”

The man holding the axe paused for a long time, not knowing what to say next. His face turned red, and he didn't know where to put the hand holding the axe.

Oh my god, did you forget the lyrics?!

"I planted this mountain, I cut this tree. If you want to pass by here, you have to leave money for passage!"

The younger brother behind him couldn't stand it anymore, so he jumped out to help solve the dilemma. His voice was deep and loud, and he was a good candidate to be a bandit.

"Third boss, leave this matter to me from now on, you just need to take charge."

The man who spoke was thin, with a big mouth, like a monkey.

"Skinny monkey, you pronounced the word wrong!"

The chubby man on the side rolled his eyes at the man next to him.

"I can read it however I want. I can read it however I like. Fatty, why are you so troublesome? What did I ask you to do?"

The skinny monkey was somewhat dissatisfied and had a rude attitude, but the fat dog couldn't stand seeing him showing off in front of the third in command.

"What did you say I came out for? You said something wrong and you won't let anyone say it. What's your attitude?"

The fat dog felt that the skinny monkey was ungrateful, so he kindly reminded him that he was biting people indiscriminately like a mad dog.

"What's wrong with my attitude?"

"What's wrong? What do you want to do?"

"Try to move me!"

"Oh, just give it a try!"

"You dare to push me?!"

"What's wrong with pushing you!"

"I'll bite you to death!"

"Ah! You dare to bite me......"

The other bandits were stunned. Didn't they come out to rob? It hadn't even started yet, so why were they fighting each other first?

"Alright, just don't say that word next time. Please! Hurry up and pull them apart!"

The third in command looked impatient.

Seeing that this group of bandits didn't care about robbing anymore and all rushed forward to stop the fight, Yu Suihuan couldn't help laughing out loud. They were at this level and still came out to rob. To say that they were amateurs was a compliment to them.

The dozen or so ferocious bandits were busy fighting, so Mrs. Yang and the others behind them wanted to turn around and run away. However, before they could turn around and take two steps, a dozen bandits armed with knives and sticks emerged from the jungle behind them.

These ones are much more ferocious than the previous ones, and their faces are full of hostility.

"What? You still want to leave without leaving money to buy your way through Lion Camel Ridge?!"

The leader was eight feet tall, with dark skin. His fist holding the machete was like a hammer, and looked very powerful. It felt like he could kill someone with one punch.

"My dear gentlemen, we don't have any money. We are all fleeing from famine, how can we have any money?"

Mother Yang stepped back trembling, her hand still tightly grasping the corner of her clothes.

It's obvious that something's wrong, and it feels like someone is trying to cover up something fishy.

If you say she is smart, she is a little bit smart, but if you say she is stupid, she is really stupid.

"Take off your clothes and show them to me. I don't believe you don't have any money!"

"I'm already so old, and you want me to take off my clothes in front of so many people. You'd better let me die!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Yang began to slap her thighs and wail.

She really thought this was just a quarrel or a bickering at home or in the village, and it was okay to act like a spoiled brat.

We have encountered bandits and they are robbing us.

If you throw a tantrum at them, they might just chop you down with an axe.

"Mother, mother, if you have money, give it to them, and then you can let us go quickly."

Li Qingshan knew very well that the bandits would not let you go just because you were throwing a tantrum. Maybe your fate would be even worse.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where do I have the money?"

Mrs. Yang glared at her son fiercely. The only five taels of silver she had was her only property.

The next second, a sharp machete was placed on her neck.

"You old bitch, if you dare to make a noise here again, I will chop off your head and feed it to the dogs. Hurry up and take out the silver. I don't have much patience."

"Good man, good man, spare my life, I really have no money. Look, look at their family in front, they have money and are rich. Look, they have donkey carts and mule carts."

"Their daughter-in-law is pretty, like a vixen, and she can be taken to the mountains to be the wife of the leader of the bandit group. Heroes, go and ask them for money and let us go!"

Mrs. Yang was afraid that the bandit didn't know, so she pointed specifically at Li Lao Da's family, and especially pointed at Yu Suihuan who was standing next to the mule cart.

At this time, Boss Li and his family wanted to kill Old Lady Yang. Li Chengjin's hand was already on the dagger at his waist. This old woman was really a vicious old woman. She was tired of living!

Yu Suihuan, who was introduced in particular, looked confused and said, “………………”

You damn old woman, you're such a jerk, these bandits are either going to kill you or let you survive, or she will find a way to kill you later!

The dark-skinned man holding the machete obviously had no patience and punched Mrs. Yang in the face.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things? Who the hell should I listen to your orders when I'm robbing someone?"

As he said this, he reached out with a vicious look on his face to pull at Mrs. Yang's clothes.

"I have no money, I really have no money, I can't survive!"

Mrs. Yang struggled desperately. She was already so old. How could she live with dignity if she was stripped naked by the bandits?

She struggled so hard that her nails scratched the back of the dark man's hand, leaving several bloody marks.

This really infuriated the man, and the dark-skinned man swung the machete in his hand and almost chopped off Mrs. Yang's head. Blood splattered everywhere, gushing high.

When Li Qingshan saw this scene, he shouted and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by Xiangcao behind him.

She held her man tightly, and covered her son Dabao's eyes with her other hand.

"The head of the family, don't be impulsive. If anything happens to you, how will Dabao and I survive? Are all four of us going to die?"

She said she couldn't let go.

In fact, Xiangcao was not sad when Grandma Yang died. She even felt a little happy. Without her mother-in-law, who was a troublemaker, their family of three could live a normal life.

The dark-skinned man simply pulled open Mrs. Yang's coat and pulled out a few pieces of silver from it.

He even felt a little disgusted. Such a small amount of silver was more important than life, and it was not even enough for them to have a drink.

The dead body of Mrs. Yang was kicked directly into the ditch nearby.