Lin Feng threw ten copper coins to Jin Xiangyu.

Jin Xiangyu pocketed the copper coins and tied a rope around his waist.

He inserted the hatchet into the rope in the middle of his back to ensure that others could not see him carrying a knife from the front.

Then, he turned to Lin Feng and said, "Master, I will be back soon."

Lin Feng nodded.

After Jin Xiangyu left, the big black cat was able to stand up.

Lin Feng stroked the cat while paying attention to Jin Xiangyu with his mental power.

After Jin Xiangyu went out, he looked at the sky. It was just past dusk and it was half dark.

Jin Xiangyu took a deep breath and walked to the door of the village tyrant's house.

There was a smell of steamed bread in the village tyrant's house. Jin Xiangyu smelled the smell and his stomach growled twice.

He had worked all day and had not eaten dinner yet, so he was indeed a little hungry.

Voices came from the house.

"Brother, this steamed bread doesn't taste good. When can we go up the mountain to hunt some game?"

"Is game so easy to hunt? Wild beasts have sharp teeth and claws and will fight us to the death. Do you think everyone is as cowardly as Jin Xiangyu, who can't even get a fart with three punches?"

"Why don't we catch two of Jin Xiangyu's cats and stew them?"

"Cat meat is very smelly and not tasty."

"People say cat meat is smelly, and I haven't eaten it either. Why don't I try it?"

Gulp, the third village tyrant swallowed his saliva, "It's meat after all, how smelly can it be."

The village tyrant, Zhao Laoda, said: "Since you all want to eat it, let's catch one and stew it tomorrow.

But today we still have to eat this steamed bread."

Jin Xiangyu's hands trembled with anger when he heard this.

He was alone and had regarded those cats as his family. These damn guys not only robbed his money and food, but also wanted his cats.

Dongdong, Jin Xiangyu knocked on the courtyard door and shouted to the inside: "Three big brothers, I'm here to give you money."

The old lady next door to the village tyrant's house was a little puzzled when she heard this, "Why did this little Jinzi take the initiative to give money to the three village tyrants."

Her husband said: "What else could it be, Xiao Jinzi's bear thing was taken care of by someone else."

The three brothers of the village tyrant walked out of the house after hearing the sound.

Zhao Laosan smiled contemptuously, "Jin Xiangyu, you are good, today I beat you up and made you feel filial, and you know to respect the three uncles."

Zhao Laoer asked directly: "Where is the money?"

Jin Xiangyu spread his hands, revealing ten shiny copper coins.

The three people's eyes lit up when they saw the copper coins, and they were about to reach out to grab them.

Jin Xiangyu took back his hand and stepped back two steps, "I haven't eaten yet, give me three steamed buns, and I'll give you copper coins."

The eldest brother Zhao spat and said, "You are not worthy of eating steamed buns, just give me the money and save yourself from another beating."

Jin Xiangyu stepped back a few steps, raised his hand and threw three copper coins to the firewood pile on the left, three copper coins to the bushes on the right, and four copper coins behind the old Zhao's house.

He shouted loudly: "Pick up the money, whoever picks it up will own it."

The three brothers of the old Zhao family were a little anxious when he shouted.

The eldest brother Zhao asked the second brother Zhao to find the copper coins on the left, asked the third brother Zhao to go to the back of the house, and he ran to the right.

When he ran to the right, he didn't forget to scold Jin Xiangyu.

"Wait until I find the copper coins and then I'll deal with you."

Jin Xiangyu separated the three brothers of the old Zhao family with ten copper coins.

Lin Feng smiled when he saw this scene. This young boy still had a brain and knew how to defeat them one by one.

This village is poor enough, even poorer than the previous Xiaohe Village. A few copper coins can rob people like this.

When Jin Xiangyu saw the three village tyrants separated, he immediately ran to the back of the old Zhao's house.

He planned to kill Zhao Laosan first.

He ran over and stood in the corner of the wall. He stretched his head to look at the other side of the corner and found that Zhao Laosan was crouching and looking for copper coins.

The direction Zhao Laosan was looking for was exactly the direction of the corner.

Jin Xiangyu looked down and saw that there was a copper coin on the ground in the corner.

He pulled out the hatchet behind him and held it with both hands.

He took two deep breaths, loosened his fingers and clenched them again, looking a little nervous.

He had never killed a chicken before, and he was very scared and wanted to retreat, but he thought about how the three brothers of the Zhao family had treated him over the years, and he hardened his heart again.

Zhao Laosan walked to the corner of the wall and saw the copper coin on the ground. His eyes lit up and he lowered his head to pick it up.

Jin Xiangyu, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, saw the opportunity coming and raised the hatchet to chop it down fiercely.

Puff, Zhao Laosan didn't even make a sound, a stream of hot blood spurted out of his neck, and his head flew out.

At this time, Jin Xiangyu was not afraid, and the bloody scene aroused his ferocity.

Jin Xiangyu wiped the hatchet with the dry grass on the ground, put the hatchet behind him, and ran to the firewood pile again.

Zhao Laoer, who was at the firewood pile, held a copper plate in his hand and looked for two more copper plates beside the firewood pile.

At this time, a figure rushed out of the firewood pile.

Before Zhao Laoer could see clearly, the man had already rushed over.

Puff, the man covered Zhao Laoer's mouth with his left hand, and stabbed Zhao Laoer's chest with a hatchet in his right hand, and threw Zhao Laoer to the ground.

Woo, Zhao Laoer's eyes widened, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, overflowing from Jin Xiangyu's fingers.

Zhao Laoer struggled twice and then lost his strength.

When Zhang Laoer stopped moving, Jin Xiangyu stood up, pulled out his knife, and walked towards the bush where Zhao Laoda was.

It was getting dark, and Jin Xiangyu fumbled around in the bush for a while, but didn't see Zhao Laoda.

He suspected that Boss Zhao might have found the copper coin and returned to his house.

He turned around and wanted to go to Old Zhao's house to take a look.

Buzz, at this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

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