C53 So What If It Was a Person

Ye Chen was extremely furious.

If not for a trace of rationality, there would have been several corpses at the scene.

Adding the Brother Ya and the bunch of hoodlums, there were more than a hundred of them at the scene. The originally noisy environment immediately became extremely quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Let them go."

Ye Chen said word by word.

The sound wasn't loud, and was even a little light. However, there was an unquestionable feeling in their hearts as they grabbed Huzi's parents and An Yourong's hoodlums, and subconsciously released their hands at the same time.

When they regained their senses, Huzi's parents and An Yourong were already running behind Ye Chen.

Brother Ya clenched his teeth in anger and cursed.

"Who was it that made you let go?"

"I …"

These hoodlums were speechless.

They didn't know why they released their hands, but in that instant, they couldn't help but want to listen. It was as if they were facing a natural enemy, and they could only choose to submit. There was simply no other way.

An Yourong tightly held onto Ye Chen's arm, her small face was filled with the lingering fear of surviving a calamity.

"Ang, Aunt, if there's anything else, please return to your rooms first."

Ye Chen looked at them and said gently.

"Xiao Chen, you …"

Huzi's father wanted to say something but hesitated.

He knew that Ye Chen was powerful, but there were more than 30 thugs now, and each of them even had a weapon in their hands.

"Ang, I know what you want to say."

Ye Chen interrupted him and laughed: "To be honest, I do not think much of this trash."

"Brother Chen, be careful."

An Yourong looked at him with a worried expression. Her small hands were still tightly gripping onto him, refusing to let go.

"Don't worry."

Ye Chen patted his back, and laughed.

Watching Huzi's family enter the house, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and was replaced with a gloomy face.

"Fortunately, they are all superficial wounds."

Looking at the Fat Aunt, Ye Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

If Fat Aunt was beaten up to such a state, it would be useless even if he turned all these hoodlums into mummies. After all, the combined lives of all these hoodlums were not as important as Fat Aunt alone.

"Xiao Chen, you have to think carefully. Take a look at what happens to me. No matter how strong you are, you won't be able to beat these hoodlums."

Fat Aunt grabbed his wrist tightly and shouted in a low voice.

Ye Chen nodded silently.

"We from the neighboring villages all know that you are warm-hearted. Although these bullies bully us commoners, the prerequisite for helping others is to protect our own safety."

Fat Aunt was still persuading him.

"That's right, that's right, Xiao Chen, you are just a tenant of Huzi's family. It's already rare for you to do this, no one will ever say anything about you."

"Yeah, there's no need to step on your own life for someone else."

"You have to think this through."

"A hoodlum with Sihe Gang is not a kind person. Even if you beat them up and escape this time, next time, they will bring more people with them to get back at you."

"The only way is to agree to the Sihe Gang, and break the record."

Ye Chen did not say a word.

Everyone here are making sarcastic remarks. All of us are fellow villagers who have lived together for dozens of years, but seeing that Huzi's family is in trouble and no one is willing to stand up for them, you all still have the face to speak. "

A few men who had been beaten up stood up with a snort, glaring at the crowd.

"Xiao Chen has only been here for a month and he's already able to stand up for himself. We were forced to make a move until a moment ago. To be honest, we feel very ashamed."

"That's right, I've always said that suffering is hard to bear, and Fat Aunt's Little Lake Village is always noisy, I don't really get used to it, but today, I sincerely and sincerely submit."

At this time.

Ye Chen's taut face revealed a smile.

"There are some things, someone has to step forward." He stood up, looked around at the crowd, and said in a powerful voice, "I'm still willing to believe that the world is full of evil."

"Stop pretending to be a B, I'll teach you a lesson today." Brother Ya, who was surrounded by his subordinates, said with a sinister smile: "If you want to come out, you must die."

He had come prepared today.

Not only did he bring all the lackeys, he even brought a cart and a forklift.

Today, no matter what, he had to destroy Huzi's family's house. Otherwise, if he did not do good, the Brother Biao would blame him.

There was no need for nonsense.

Only when one of them fell would the battle be considered over.

However, the disparity in numbers between the two sides was too great. One side had only one person, while the other side had more than thirty armed thugs.

Even so, Ye Chen still took the initiative to stride.

He walked towards Brother Ya and the others and picked up a piece of metal rod from the ground.

When Brother Ya and the group of hoodlums saw this, they could not help but stare.

This was a provocative gesture.

One person actually dared to take the initiative to attack their group of people, either this person was foolish, or this person had confidence. It was obvious that Ye Chen was the latter.

However, even if one person could fight him, how could he be a match for more than thirty people?

"Fuck, don't just stand there. If you can't see it, this little b * stard is even taking the initiative to provoke us." Brother Ya was furious and roared: "All of you attack! Hack him to death!"

With a wave of his hand, a storm surged.

Over thirty hoodlums rushed over at the same time. This scene was quite spectacular.

Standing not far behind Ye Chen, all the villagers were sweating profusely. Some of the men with the Blood Qi wanted to rush over, but they were all held back by their own family members.

"Ai, what a good young man."

Many aunties were sighing to themselves. It's good to have love, but there was a saying that was also good. A good person doesn't live for long, and disasters strike after ten thousand years. Maybe this saying wasn't exactly accurate, but it fit Ye Chen's current situation very well.

"What a pity, what a pity …"

Some of the more timid people even covered their eyes with their hands, afraid that they would see how miserable Ye Chen would be hacked to death by the blades.

Inside the house.

"Dad, mom, let's agree to these hoodlums."

"Brother Chen isn't one of us, after all. If something were to happen to him, my conscience will never be at peace for the rest of my life," An Yourong said with a pleading tone.

Huzi's parents looked at each other and could see the unwillingness in each other's eyes.

"But …" We promised Sihe Gang, your brother won't even have a place to get married in the future … "But if he doesn't agree, we can't just watch Little Chen die for us …" Huzi's mother said repeatedly, feeling extremely conflicted.

Huzi's father also had a complicated expression on his face. Clenching his teeth, he stomped his feet. "Open the door, I promise them."

An Yourong's face was filled with joy. She quickly pulled open the door, but before the door could fully open, she was suddenly stunned. She was able to see what was happening outside through the crack in the door.

He saw seven or eight machetes raised up high, under the shine of the sunlight, they flickered with a glaring cold light, the sharp blades quickly coming down, under them stood the motionless Ye Chen.