One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

Listening to the shouts coming from all directions.

Some of the temporary workers who were in the battle circle frowned, some had expressionless faces, and some looked conflicted. Just as they were about to run towards Ma Xianhong's position, a roar that resounded through the sky rang out throughout the Biyou Village.

"Stop making so much noise, can't you guys just get off the mountain quietly?"

This angry curse, which was mixed with Qi, was like a loud thunder, exploding in the air and then disappearing without a trace.

A terrifying and powerful aura suddenly erupted in the entire Biyou Village. In an instant, the entire village seemed to be submerged in a dark red space, and strands of black lightning were wandering around the village like nimble snakes.

The fear in the hearts of the people in Biyou Village began to spread like a tide. Everyone became timid and did not dare to move forward.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at the strange scene in front of them in horror, their legs shaking constantly.

The villagers who had been shouting and shouting slogans just now were now filled with fear as they looked at the scene where the raging fire was suppressed by this momentum and could no longer burn. They began to shrink back, sweating profusely, with their eyes wide open, as if they were frozen, staring straight at the strange scene in front of them, as if some huge terrifying thing in the sky was looking down at them, making them unable to move.

"Da da da da da da!"

As the sound of even footsteps rang in everyone's ears, the spirit that made it impossible for anyone to resist weighed on them once again.

Ma Xianhong, the superior ones, and all the temporary workers had already stopped at this time, with the same look of disbelief on their faces and sweating profusely.

They were very familiar with the voice just now. It was Xiao Muyang's voice.

"Plop, plop."

As the sound of plops rang out around them, they endured the fear in their hearts and turned their heads with difficulty to look in the direction of the plops, only to see figures who had already fallen to the ground one after another, rolling their eyes and foaming at the mouth.

"This is impossible... This spirit... This momentum... Actually came from one person..."

Hei Guan'er's face was covered in sweat. He looked at the figures falling one after another around him, resisting the urge to faint and shouting in fear.

"Xiao Muyang..."

Wang Ye resisted the urge to faint, leaned against the wall, and muttered to himself as he watched the flames being dispersed and extinguished by Xiao Muyang's spirit.

"Master, are you sure you are talking about the younger generation... Doesn't it include their generation..."

Ma Xianhong and other temporary workers were all shocked and couldn't believe it. The people who fainted on the ground around them were constantly provoking their emotions...

"This is a freaking humanoid beast... it's unscientific..."

Wang Zhen wiped his forehead with his hands, sweat dripping down his forehead. Wherever his eyes looked, the villagers who had been in ecstasy just now were now foaming at the mouth and fainting on the ground. He couldn't help but shiver.

Wang Zhenqiu calmed himself down and was about to go somewhere else to share the pressure with other temporary workers, but Ma Xianhong appeared like a ghost not far away, with a gloomy face and sharp eyes, staring at him intently.

He was a little confused at the moment.

"Master Ma, do you think I'm the easiest to bully and come at me?"

Ma Xianhong turned a deaf ear and scanned the villagers around Wang Zhenqiu. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the villagers who fell to the ground were just fainted from exhaustion.

Fortunately, Xiao Muyang did not kill them. It seemed that the fire had been suppressed by his unreasonable aura. Now that these villagers fainted, it might be a good thing for them.

At least I don't have to get involved in this self-cultivation furnace incident...

But this Xiao Muyang eats my food, uses my things, and takes my things. We usually call each other brothers, but in the end, he didn't even say a word and directly helped this group of company employees to attack Biyou Village?

If Xiao Muyang knew what Ma Xianhong was thinking at this time, he would definitely refute him.

You are talking nonsense. I, Xiao Muyang, was only helping you, Master Ma, to share the pressure of dispersing the villagers and putting out the fire. How did it become like attacking Biyou Village?

Heaven and earth can testify that he decided to help Ma Xianhong, the village chief admired by the villagers, only after hearing his moving words from the bottom of his heart. Not only did Ma Xianhong not thank him, he even slandered him.

"Where's Xiao Muyang?"

Ma Xianhong came to his senses and shouted at Wang Zhenqiu.

"How could I know!"

"Besides, if you ask me to say it, I will say it. Isn't that embarrassing?"

Wang Zhenqiu shouted at the top of his voice, with one hand on his waist, pointing at Ma Xianhong.

Ma Xianhong looked at Wang Zhenqiu's attitude and felt uncomfortable with the sharp voice. He immediately decided to teach this sissy-looking guy a profound lesson to let him know why the flowers are so red.

"You won't tell me? Then I'll beat you until you tell me."

After Ma Xianhong finished speaking, he immediately mobilized the Qi in his body and instantly activated the magic weapons wrapped around his limbs. The black Qi instantly spread throughout his body and turned into a suit of armor covering him in the blink of an eye.

"Wu Dou Kai."

This is a defensive magic weapon refined by Ma Xianhong. As long as one continuously inputs his own Qi, it can form a set of armor covering the body.

The defense provided by this armor can defend against most attacks, and it can be called a human tank.

Wang Zhenqiu looked at Ma Xianhong, who suddenly had a strong aura and was wrapped in armor, rushing towards him, and he ran away without saying a word.

He did not forget that Gao Erzhuang from the Northeast had just told them that no matter who met Ma Xianhong first, they should lead him directly to the center of the village, and then gather all the temporary workers to give him a righteous beating.

Besides, Ma Xianhong doesn't look weak. He doesn't have Xiao Muyang's ability to win with certainty.

"You bastard, why are you running?"

Ma Xianhong thought it would be an exciting battle, but who would have thought that the sissy would curse him as a white-haired boy and then turn around and run away.

This was intolerable, so Ma Xianhong immediately circulated his Qi and chased after Wang Zhen's ball.

"Are you crazy? If you don't chase me, how can I run away?"

Wang Zhenqiu successfully led Ma Xianhong to the agreed location. While running, he turned around and yelled a few dirty words at Ma Xianhong behind him. He even took the time to take out his mobile phone and send a signal to the V group.

Ma Xianhong looked at Wang Zhenqiu in front of him, who turned back and cursed at him while playing with his mobile phone. He didn't look like he was afraid of him at all. It seemed that he wanted to lead him to another place.

Wang Zhenqiu stopped, turned around and looked at Ma Xianhong who was motionless, and frowned.

Could it be that Ma Xianhong saw something and didn't dare to continue chasing him? He tried to open his mouth and cursed at Ma Xianhong again.

"Ma Xianhong, your white hair has not been bleached, has it?"

After hearing the voice, Ma Xianhong thought about it.

His arrow was already on the string and he had no choice but to shoot. As long as it wasn't that ungrateful bastard Xiao Muyang, he would not be intimidated by anyone who came to the company. He also had to teach these bastards who had ruined his village a lesson.

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu finished cursing, he found that Ma Xianhong, who had been motionless, was chasing after him again. He was immediately delighted, and after continuing to shout and curse for a few more words, he turned around and ran in the agreed direction.

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