How cruel.

Liu Cang was good at using his bare hands, so he felt that it was unnecessary for the clan elders to worry that he did not strike lightly or carefully.

Look at the blood flying in the chaos, who is riding the horse lightly or seriously?

Liu Cang suddenly made his way through the crowd, wailing everywhere he passed, from punching and kicking at the beginning to smashing with a thick stick at the end.

But after a while, Liu Cang threw away the stick in his hand. He realized that something seemed wrong.

It seemed that the people who had been beaten by him were all thrashing on the ground, while the others were beaten with blood and flesh everywhere, but they could still jump up and scream strangely with their faces covered in blood.

The stick was no longer needed, and Liu Cang began to catch and smash the young men of East Village.

"Scream, you are the one who screams joyfully! Bang!" He kicked a young man who was fighting with Liu's disciples on the thigh, and then kicked him again. Liu's disciples came up to take over, and Liu Cang moved towards the next place.

Run to the place where the battle is fierce.

On the gravel wasteland, many people have been knocked to the ground, including those from Lousang Village and those from East Village.

People from the two villages, you think their fight was fake, right? But these people punched until their fists and sticks drew blood.

In the end, Liu Cang confirmed that for these people, it seemed that as long as they didn't kill someone with one punch, as long as they didn't hurt their vitals, it was considered as sparing.

In the center of the battlefield, two old men and four young men were still there in a concave shape. The leaves were blown by the wind and rustled in the forest, which gave it a rather desolate mood.

The elder of the Liu clan stroked his beard and smiled lightly, his eyes seeming to be filled with pride.

The old man in Dongcun's lips trembled a little, and his children were obviously at a disadvantage. The old man seemed to be hesitating whether to stop or not.

The Liu family's bad luck has something to do with the great scholar Cai Yong. However, the two villages are fighting for water. As an outsider, you, even the great scholar, cannot get involved.

The Liu family's formation of Xiangyong may give them some advantages in terms of momentum, but they will not show their swords. The old man from East Village believes that his family still has a good chance of winning.

Originally, Liu Xuande of the Liu family was more difficult to deal with, but Dongcun had already planned and sent people out to contain him.

Liu Deran, who is also slightly famous, is not good at fighting. If he picks a few people to attack at random, he will be in a hurry.

But that kid Liu Cang was a bit too good at hitting. He was young and had thick skin and thick flesh. The little bastard rushed around, but many East Village boys fell into his hands.

"Elder, look..." A middle-aged man next to the elder of the Dongcun clan tried with an ugly expression.

"Let's fight some more." Glancing at the proud elder of the Liu clan across from him, the old man from the East Village looked ugly and said softly.

It's impossible to win, but you can't just admit defeat so casually. If you try to regain your position after losing, you mustn't give the impression of weakness.

Three liters of blood will be sprayed on their faces!

"Will that little bastard Liu Daheng still run into Zhang Wazi's courtyard?" the Dongcun clan elder asked in a low voice to the young and middle-aged people beside him.

"Well, judging from the appearance of the third family, I should be able to do so." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Is the girl from Zhang Wazi's family also willing?" the Dongcun clan elder continued to ask. The middle-aged man looked strange, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Zhang Wazi is Zhang Xiu Niang's father. He married a woman from the village in his early years and settled in the East Village. He is considered half an East Villager.

When Liu Cang touched Zhang Xiu Niang's bedroom, it was precisely because Zhang Xiu Niang showed no resistance that the village turned a blind eye.

"Is that Xiu Niang girl really infertile?" The Dongcun clan elder stared at the scene of Liu Cang roaring and throwing people away, his beard trembled, and he continued to ask the middle-aged man.

The Han Dynasty encouraged childbirth, and women's childbirth could provide tax exemptions for the men in the family, which also included exemptions from corvee labor. To put it bluntly, a woman's childbirth was money, or even her life.

Women who cannot bear children are not welcome, and modern people have darkened certain social customs of the Han Dynasty with a simple word of feudalism. Alas, it doesn't matter if we think we are self-righteous. Don't think of others as fools.

"This... I think so. Don't worry, clan elder, I will release some dogs near Zhang's house later. If that kid dares to touch the village again, I will capture him and argue with Liu." The middle-aged man nodded uncertainly, and then resentfully

road.

"Take, take what you want!" The Dongcun clan elder glared at the middle-aged man.

"What a good kid, but you took advantage of my East Village girl, so you can't just let it go." The middle-aged man was stunned, but he heard the East Village elder praising Liu Cang.

"Um... clan elder, what do you mean?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"Where is Xiu Niang's father? Ask him to come see me later." There was no answer. The clan elder said to the middle-aged man while thinking.

"He seemed to have gone to a relative's house a few days ago, but he is not in the village now." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"It's outrageous. He has so many relatives. His daughter was bullied, and he didn't speak up for his son." The elder of the Dongcun tribe said, feeling a little dazed in his middle age.

It is said that the village turned a blind eye to Liu Cang's matter, but the main reason was that Zhang Xiu Niang could not give birth to a child.

It is difficult for a woman who cannot have children to remarry these days, and Zhang Xiu Niang is six years older than Liu Cang, so it is hard to say who is bullying whom.

The middle-aged man looked at the clan elder in astonishment. The clan elder seemed to know what the middle-aged man was thinking and turned his head aside, just ignoring it.

"Forget it, Xiu Niang is a very tight girl. I can't bear to see my girl without a home." The Dongcun clan elder shook his head.

"I'm looking for someone to marry Liu Cang in the coming days. Remember, avoid the descendants of the Liu family." The elder of the Dongcun clan quietly glanced at the elder of the Liu clan and said to the middle-aged man.

"But... clan elder, where is the Cai family?" The middle-aged man looked embarrassed.

"Hmph, now that Mr. Cai is in the Liu family's village, it's hard for us to find a chance to visit him." The elder of the Dongcun clan snorted, seeming to be quite dissatisfied with the Liu family for this.

"Master Cai is a man of great virtue, and we also feel sorry for our descendants. Master Cai will not embarrass us and other villagers over this matter." said the old man from the Dongcun clan.

"Even if he wants to be evil, it's Liu Cang who deserves to be punished for his dissolute behavior. Don't worry, it won't have much impact on our East Village."

"Elder of the clan, this is not good." The middle-aged man looked troubled. Is he trying to anger Cai Yong? It is not easy for villagers to get opportunities, so this seems a bit destructive.

"You know nothing." The Dongcun clan boss scolded.

"Look, look!" As if he was excited, the voice of the Dongcun clan member was slightly louder. Seeing the Liu clan clan member looking around, he lowered his voice again.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Look, that kid is only fourteen, look at how cool he is, with Liu's presence, how long do you want my East Village to be suppressed?

"The old Dongcun clan was wheezing, and it was obvious that the previous calm was all under pressure.

"..." The middle-aged man was silent, watching Liu Cang chasing his own children to run around. Four or five young men were beaten to the ground by him in a moment, but he could not refute the clan elder.

"What if everyone in Cai agrees that the boy takes the girl Xiu Niang?" the middle-aged man questioned, but was glared at by the clan elder.

"Niezhang, what do you mean? I just wanted him to accept Xiu Niang. Who do you think I am?"

"That boy has adopted Xiu Niang, so he is naturally from my East Village. How can I harm these children?" the Dongcun clan elder scolded.

The corners of your middle-aged eyes are twitching. Is it harmful? Don’t you have some idea? With your righteous attitude, it’s true that you are the elder of the clan.

"Young descendants of the Liu family, stop it. We in East Village have lost this battle."

After scolding the middle-aged man next to him, the Dongcun clan elder said indifferently to the Liu clan clan elder, put down the big gun in his hand, ignored everyone, turned around tremblingly, and left alone, full of desolation.

Putting down the big gun means lowering the flag. When the villagers see it and know the winner, they usually stop consciously.

"Loud Sang and Liu Cang are here! If you are not convinced, come up!" At the meeting, before the elder of the Liu clan opened his mouth, Liu Cang's loud shouts could be heard from afar.

The Dongcun clan elder stumbled, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Cang lifting one of his young men above his head. The clan elder's eyelids were twitching really hard.
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