Eating big melon is so refreshing

Zhao Wulang's sneak attack was successful. He snatched the dagger from the corpse's hand and flew away. He raised the dagger in his hand and hit a running prisoner in the heart. The guy fell down.

At this moment

A woman's scream was heard from a room. Zhao Wulang rushed in and saw a thug with a ferocious face riding on a girl and tearing her dress to reveal part of her breast. The girl struggled hard but was slapped twice. Her neck was strangled by him and she was almost dying.

"brute!"

Zhao Wulang picked up a chair and smashed the thug's head, then threw him out the door like garbage. He hit his head a few more times to make sure the thug was dead.

The woman who was strangled to death slowly woke up and took several desperate breaths before she came to her senses and sobbed. Her tears were so pitiful that people felt very pitiful.

Zhao Wulang is a straight man and he doesn't have time to appreciate the beauty of a woman in the rain. What he hates most is crying women.

"You...you're just leaving like that?" The woman saw Zhao Wulang leaving without paying any attention to her and couldn't help but speak out to stop him.

"The thugs have broken in and killed people, and you still have time to cry. Are you sick?" At this time, Zhao Wulang didn't know that this woman would bring him a lot of trouble, otherwise he would not have interfered even if he was beaten to death.

Zhao Wulang didn't look back. He didn't know that the woman was looking at his back with a resentful look on her face as he left.

Hearing the sound of fighting coming from the other side, Zhao Wulang listened carefully and rushed to the room where the fight was happening. In that room, a butcher and his fat daughter were teaming up to beat up the skinny thug.

At this time, he remembered what his niece said: Fatty is powerful. Zhao Wulang shook his head, thinking that he was no longer needed here.

at this time

The villagers from Zhaojia Village who were on the small road had already arrived, and the situation immediately reversed. The villagers surrounded the prisoners who were trying to escape and beat them hard, and would never cripple them if they could be beaten to death.

Zhao Wulang was the most ruthless. He had just left the village when he heard his niece's voice. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. These beasts, if they are left alive, they will be a disaster!

"Doctor, is there a doctor?"

"Hurry up and find a carriage to take the child to Doctor Liu's home in Xiaohe Village!"

The head of Gaojia Village came over with tears in his eyes to express his gratitude. He also had many wounds on his body. He was just an ordinary farmer with a little strength. He was far inferior to Zhao Dong, the retired soldier, who had fought his way out of mountains of swords and seas of blood.

"Brother, it's thanks to you that you came in time to tip us off, otherwise all the people in our village would have been in great trouble."

"Brother, we kowtow to you and thank you for saving our child!"

Seeing the bodies of the thugs lying on the ground, the villagers were terrified. If Zhao Dong had not arrived in time, the group of thugs would have rushed into the village and raped and looted. I guess none of the women and children would have survived!

In the previous life, the Gaojia Village tragedy shocked the entire Huangyang County. This group of thugs became arrogant because of their repeated successes. They quickly expanded their team and occupied the mountains. Later, Qingzhou Prefecture mobilized the army to clear them out, resulting in hundreds of casualties.

Zhao Dong said, "We are all from the same village, so stop talking nonsense. Tell them to repair the gate at the entrance of the village. We will go back first."

My arms and legs are old and I feel I can't do it after fighting for such a short time. Heroes don't brag about their past achievements. It's better not to mention them.

"Wulang." Zhao Dong called his nephew. He looked over and saw that it was someone from Zhaojia Village who had followed him. He asked in a high-pitched voice, "Did everyone hear it?"

"People outside the five generations of mourning cannot hear it." Zhao Wulang said, "People who are not related by blood cannot hear it even more. In the past, people within a hundred meters could hear it, but now the range has expanded a lot."

"No, these people have to go back and knock on the door. We can't let Xiaochun know that her voice has been heard. It would be bad if no one heard it in the future."

Zhao Dong asked, "Did Master Mingyue also hear Xiaochun'er's thoughts? Why are his guards here?"

Zhao Wulang nodded. The only person who could hear one's inner voice without blood relationship was Young Master Mingyue. He didn't understand the logic behind this.

"In order to prevent such things from happening in the future, the village must also have a charter. The gate of our village is even worse than that of Gaojia Village." Zhao Dong felt scared when he thought about it. If the thugs chose Zhaojia Village this time, and if no one noticed the warning this time, what would be the outcome?

The main reason why Gaojia Village was so negligent in its defense was that the adults went up the mountain to pick wolfberries, and the people left in the village were either the elderly, the weak, or women and children, and they were completely unprepared for the arrival of the thugs!

You have to make money, but you also have to guard your home. Don't let your family be ruined and it's too late to regret!

Host: Zhao Chunya

Age: four years old

Health: 80 (60 and above is considered healthy)

Speed: 60 (Normal)

Strength: 100 (Early stage of Ming Jin)

Charisma: 77 (average)

Xiao Chunya in Zhaojia Village suddenly saw the data on her melon-eating system panel jump. She exclaimed, and her strength actually increased by five points. It seems that Uncle Five, Eighteen, and Nineteen ran into that group of jailbreaks and changed the fate of many people.

"What's wrong?" Young Master Mingyue saw that Xiao Chunya looked a little dazed, and asked with concern.

"My strength has increased. I think it should be Eighteen and Nineteen who are fighting those thugs in Gaojiazhuang."

Xiao Chunya said, "Are they going to be okay?"

Master Mingyue said, "They are at the initial stage of Dark Power cultivation, and they have crossbows in their hands, and quite a few of them are rushing to Gaojia Village."

Xiao Qiulin, who was fortune-telling nearby, put away his tools and said, "The battle is over. All the thugs have been wiped out. No villagers died, but there should be many injured, especially the great grandfather who was seriously injured."

If Zhao Dong had not given a warning before the thugs entered the village, even if the people who arrived later had arrived, dozens of women and children would have been raped and killed. As for why the thugs chose Gaojia Village, it was probably because they heard that the people in Gaojia Village could make money from selling wolfberries. It was also the season for picking wolfberries, and many men in the village went up the mountain to pick wolfberries, so it was a good opportunity to strike.

Xiao Chunya came to the conclusion that if she wanted to protect herself, she still had to learn martial arts. As long as her martial arts skills reached the level of dark energy and her lightness skills reached a first-class level, it would not be a problem for her to beat up ten jailbreaks by herself.

Daniu disagreed. He said, "In decades, there has not been a single prison escapee who came into the village to massacre people. Among all the people in Zhaojia Village, only the great grandfather has reached the dark energy level in martial arts."

Xiao Chunya was surprised. "There are nearly 800 people in Zhaojia Village, and the culture of practicing martial arts is so strong. How could there be... only one level of dark energy?"

The villagers around proved that what Da Niu said was correct. Many of them started practicing martial arts since childhood, but their talent was not very good. By the age of 20, they were only in the middle stage of Ming Jin. Then they got married, had children, and struggled to make a living, and their improvement in cultivation became slower and slower.