Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 654 Forced Demolition
Sneak attacks are difficult to guard against, not to mention that when Yang Yiyi suddenly emerged from the shadows, she also used the Yanbo Jiang Jue.

Wow, he was like a gust of wind, and hit the target with one palm without waiting for the other person to draw his knife.

In a hurry, Yang Yiyi did not use the Shocking Waves Palm or the Fiery Sun Palm, but brute force alone was enough.

Because he turned around, the attack from the back turned into a attack in the chest. One of the Westerners flew backwards on the spot and hit the bamboo door head-on. With the sharp sound of bamboo bursting, the man vomited blood three times and became motionless.

The other man was horrified when he saw this. He immediately dropped the torch and drew his knife to chop. His reaction was very quick.

The problem is, he cut on Yang Yiyi's head.

It is hard to say whether Yang Yiyi did it on purpose. She didn't even look at the incoming blade. She shook her head like a lion and not only did she not dodge, but she directly hit it with her head.

The dump truck continued to operate stably, and the sharp blade shattered to the ground on the spot. Yang Yiyi's black head hit the chest of the Western Region man with a standard butt-hitting blow.

There was a crisp sound, and the man's chest collapsed on the spot, and then he hit his head on the door hinge.

Even more miserable than the previous one. The previous one at least had a chance to vomit blood, but this man didn't even make a sound and fell into a peaceful and dreamless eternal sleep on the spot.

I have said it before, although Yang Yiyi is good at boxing and kicking, in fact, what she is best at is the iron head skill.

There is just one small problem: it makes too much noise.

Almost at the same time, the sound of door hinges was heard nearby, as if many people went out to check.

"You, you, I told you to keep your voice down!"

Qin Yan led the rescued Ran Xiaoyi with an expression that said "why the hell did I bring you here?"

In this matter, Yang Yiyi cannot be blamed entirely. After all, even if Yang Yiyi squatted and did not move, these people from the Western Regions would see Qin Yan and the others as soon as they entered the door, and if they started shouting, the effect would be almost the same as it is now.

This is true, but Qin Yan still feels a headache.

Ran Xiaoyi looked down at the two Western Region people on the ground and said solemnly:
"I've only seen people from the Western Regions in Baofeng Village, but there are even some in Qingzhu Village?"

"Let's go first."

Now is not the time to talk about this, the truth is to run away as soon as possible.

The entire Qingzhu Village was like a wild beast that had been awakened. Footsteps were heard everywhere and the light of torches began to move not far away. Someone would come over to check soon.

The group didn't care about the noise and ran at full speed towards the pigpen where the rope was.

As soon as they arrived in front of the pigpen, they saw a large group of people from southern Xinjiang holding torches appearing on the opposite side. If nothing else, they must have seen the Central Plains costumes of Yang Yiyi and her group.

“It’s someone from the Central Plains!”

"Fire the arrow quickly!"

Ran Xiaoyi didn't even have the chance to shout "Wait!" before seven or eight arrows flew towards him.

Fortunately, they were only hunting bows, there were not many arrows, and they did not fly fast. Yang Yiyi drew out her steel mace and blocked most of them with a few crackling shots. The rest were also stopped by the people from the Sixteenth Village.

However, the group of people from southern Xinjiang on the opposite side also approached with axes in hand, and judging from their posture, they seemed to be planning to tear Yang Yiyi and the others apart to make soup.

If we continue to retreat according to the original plan, we will definitely be caught up by this group of people from southern Xinjiang.

Yang Yiyi glanced around and saw the pigpen not far away.

More than a dozen big black pigs inside were woken up by the noise in the middle of the night and were pacing anxiously.

He kicked open the fence of the pig pen and hit the pigs with a steel mace. Yang Yiyi didn't use much force, but the pigs must have felt pain from being hit with the steel mace.

They tried desperately to get away from Yang Yiyi, broke through the pigpen, and rushed towards the approaching people from southern Xinjiang.

The charge of the black pigs may look like a comedy, but in fact the impact of pigs should not be underestimated. Wild boars are ferocious beasts that jackals, tigers and leopards have to avoid. Domestic pigs are not as good, but humans still have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with pigs. For a while, the group of people from southern Xinjiang were knocked to the ground.

Seeing the opportunity not to be missed, everyone rushed into the deep part of the pigpen near the wall and climbed up grabbing the rope. As long as they climbed over the wall and entered the forest, they would basically not be caught up.

But for the high-flying thieves in the Sixteen Villages, climbing a rope is just a blink of an eye, but for the people in southern Xinjiang, it really takes some time.

After all, it was just a group of domestic pigs blocking the road. The group of people from southern Xinjiang quickly drove the pigs aside and approached again.

At this time, there were still two or three people who had not been able to get out, especially Ran Xiaoyi. This girl had a terrible time climbing the rope. She slipped down before climbing two meters.

After all, this is Qingzhu Village, Ran Xiaoyi's hometown, and no one wants to kill people in Ran Xiaoyi's home, which is somewhat ungrateful.

But the other party doesn't mean that. If we really want to fight, we won't be able to stop.

At critical moments, you still have to work hard to create miracles.

Yang Yiyi yelled, "Watch me!"

He then retreated a few meters, accelerated and charged forward, using his head to directly attack the bamboo wall made of arm-thick bamboos.

Bamboo is not hard but tough. It is difficult to make a hole in it by simply relying on brute force like cutting a hole in a stone wall or an earth wall.

But if we can't make a hole, we can just knock down the wall...

Under the surprised gazes of everyone, Yang Yiyi was like a truck out of control. She overturned the bamboos that were connected with ropes to make a wall, and she also broke out the parts that were deeply embedded in the soil, turning a vertical wall into a slope.

Therefore, the dump truck still performs stably.

"Get it done, now!"

Everyone was surprised at where she got so much strength and how her head was so hard. Upon hearing this, they immediately woke up and ran away.

"What did you do?"

Wu Shaoyi and the two people from the Sixteen Villages who stayed outside saw everyone running out in a hurry, and hurried over to support them. Wu Shaoyi still had some resentment.

There was nothing wrong with Yang Yiyi's operation. The only small problem was that she forgot that Wu Shaoyi was still outside the wall. Yang Yiyi's move almost crushed Wu Shaoyi and his wheelchair together.

Fortunately, she can use the internal force of the wheelchair to accelerate...

"We've been discovered, let's go!"

Qin Yan replied to Wu Shaoyi. At this time, the group of people from southern Xinjiang also saw the wall being pushed down, and they seemed to be so angry that they wanted to explode.

After all, this wall was erected with great difficulty by Qingzhu Village, and it would take a lot of effort to repair it.

No one dared to get entangled with this group of angry southern Xinjiang people. They immediately stepped on the knocked down bamboo wall and ran into the distant woods. The darkness and the woods were the best cover.

It's just that the hatred was a bit fierce. I don't know if it was because the witch ran away or because Yang Yiyi tore down their wall. Everyone ran almost two or three hundred meters away, but they could still see a large number of people from southern Xinjiang holding torches searching in the woods, as if they would not give up until they found them.

——I’d better avoid Qingzhu Village next time...

(End of this chapter)