Nightmare Attack

The tall and sturdy man looked resolute, and his tall body almost completely blocked the village chief behind him.

In a normal contest, even 3 or 5 ordinary people are not his opponents, but unfortunately, his opponents are ghosts this time.

It was a weird existence that he couldn't understand at all.

It seems that the ghost is also thinking about it, and he didn't do it for the first time.

"The village chief," the tall and strong man stared at the twisted figure's every move, and whispered hoarsely: "How are you?"

The hand holding the stick trembled slightly, and it seemed that the tall and strong man was not so calm. When the ghost suddenly appeared, he was actually shocked.

It wasn't until the ghost wanted to act on the village chief.

The village chief who had a brief gasp seemed to regain his senses, his eyes lit up slightly, "Asumu!" He panted and said, "What are you here for? Why don't you go!"

The tall and sturdy man called Asumu didn't move, and the wooden stick in his hand gripped tighter.

"You are different from us!" The village chief said eagerly: "You have no life in your hands, you go!"

"I told you to go away!!"

Even though the village chief raised his weak arm and beat him a few times, he still did not move. Instead, he pressed his back against the village chief and pushed the village chief toward the stairs.

"Asumu!" the village head shouted: "You can't leave any of us like this. She won't let me go. Your mother-in-law was right before he died. Changshengtian remembers every debt, these debts. Someone will pay it back sooner or later!"

A pair of blood-colored eyes stared at the two people coldly, and the ghost did not do anything, but watched Asumu lead the village chief to the stairs.

Until the next moment.

The calm situation was broken, and the distorted figure rushed over in an instant. That is, at this moment, Asumu squeezed the village chief forcefully, squeezing him down the stairs, and then rushed towards the figure with a wooden stick.

"Go!" Asumu shouted.

One was a thin figure about 1.5 meters away, and the other was a strong man waving a wooden stick at a height of 2 meters. The village chief stumbled down the stairs.

The victory or defeat was not instantaneous.

The light and shadow changed in front of Asumu's eyes, and then he saw a headless corpse holding a wooden stick collapsed with a thud.

My eyes began to blur.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

The distorted figure stands on the top of the stairs, looking down at the old man sitting slumped under the stairs.

The old man's silver hair was messy and knotted, and the last gleam of light was lost in his eyes. He stared at the figure's hand and muttered, "Asumu..."

The distorted figure let go, and a huge head rolled down the stairs, and finally rolled in front of the old man, hitting the wall at the corner, and let out a "boom."

Finally stopped.

A pair of resolute eyes opened wide, looking sideways at the village chief, his mouth wide open, as if he was about to finish shouting what he hadn't finished.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand and took the head into his arms with great effort, holding him tightly as if he was guarding a baby, "Asumu..." The old man burst into tears.

In his eyes, this stout, tall and strong man is his fourth son, even closer than the other three biological sons.

Those three sons were more dedicated, secretly wishing that his father would die sooner, and then reserved the position of the village chief to them.

Only this stupid kid followed him all day long, asking him not to speak anything, just give him food, and he was stronger than Lamo's beasts.

When grinding soybeans at the end of autumn, the large stone mill was pulled quickly by one person, so there was no need to borrow a donkey from a neighboring village.

Never lazy, never complain.

He grew up in front of his own eyes. Like his mother, he was not from the village, but from a far away grassland. It was said that he had escaped.

All the way to begging, his mother accidentally hit and stepped on the traps buried by the mountain people, until the next day was discovered by the old hunter in the village.

Beside the unconscious woman, besides the squatting child Asumu, there was also the corpse of a wolf.

The wolf was found with the smell of blood.

They have a high IQ and know where there are traps. When hunters check the harvest, they can only find the broken foot or leg of an animal in the trap.

The old hunter could only judge by following the surrounding footprints, that 80% of the prey had been intercepted by wolves.

But this time the wolf could go away. After all, it underestimated the combat effectiveness of this 10-year-old child, and finally was strangled by his throat and strangled to death.

Looking at this clear-eyed child, the village head rarely moved his compassion, so he stayed.

Asumu's mother died of illness within a few years. According to the barefoot doctor in the village, there was too much sin on the way there, and the foundation of the body was gone.

Seeing Asumu grow up day by day, the people in the village can't help but sigh that the man on the grassland is stronger and more aggressive than the mountain man after all, and he is 1. 9 meters tall before he reaches an adult.

None of the three or five masters in the village can get close to him.

The village chief's most aggressive eldest son looked at Amusu after a drink, the more unpleasant he was. He happened to catch up with a few village ruffians and made a fuss, so he wanted to teach him while he was drinking.

Asumu just took care of hiding. If he couldn't escape, he would suffer twice. He would not fight back or curse.

After the village head came back from the town, he saw the pain on Asumu's body, and tears of distress were about to come down, so he told Asumu not to be used to his elder son.

As a result, Asumu was also a real person~www.wuxiamtl.com~ picked up the eldest son of the village with one hand and threw it into the pigpen.

It's all right now, and the village head has been distressed for several days.

The eldest son lay on the bed for 4 months before daring to go to the ground. From then on, he saw Asumu's calf muscles turn tendon, and he didn't feel good after he had a child.

But Asumu is a grudge, he is the same to everyone, but he is the best to the village chief.

The men in the village murmured behind their backs that Asumu is definitely an important factor for the village chief to be able to sit firmly in this position.

His few incompetent sons thought he was so good.

"Asumu," the village chief took advantage of his drunkenness to pull Asumu to be greedy and smiled and asked him what kind of woman he likes, so that he can advise him on staff, and the next time I go out to lie to people and come to the village. Targeted.

The man is killed, and the woman partly stays. They are already familiar with this line of business.

But Asumu shook his head every time, and after the third round of drinking, he would persuade the village chief not to do such things again, which also caused the two people to be unhappy every time they drank.

In the end, the village chief stopped drinking, put on his clothes and went back to sleep.

It is reasonable to say that Asumu is strong and strong and looks good. There are definitely girls who like it, but the bad thing is that they are in Xiaoshijian Village. Because they have had a criminal record, there is no village or town within a radius of tens of miles. I am willing to marry my daughter.

Don't talk about daughters, not even widows.

It’s okay to talk about business, but nothing to talk about marriage.

These two things have been delayed until now, the village head stroked Asumu's face, and the whole figure looked like a demon.

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