"Flying, flying?" The old village chief and the man were suddenly dumbfounded. All they could see was that there seed to be a visible air current condensing at his feet. Then, with a nudge of his toes, he soared more than ten tres into the air. Just as he was about to act, holding the dagger in his hand, the bandit suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and a sleeve arrow swooshed out.
"Swoosh!" Hao'er quickly avoided it. His body's instinctive reaction had already averted the danger when it was detected. At the sa ti, his hand attacked and struck forward, slapping out a palm strike. The eight or nine year old child knocked the mountain bandit several tres away.
"Puff!" The mountain bandit spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, looking at the child who was walking step by step in horror: "Who, who the hell are you!" Hao'er didn't say a word, but took a step, leaned forward, and slashed his throat!
The old village chief and the man watched this scene, their legs weak, and they sat down directly, their bodies trembling. They didn't know if they were scared by the sight of a dozen dead bandits, or by Hao'er's ruthlessness, or if they were scared to death by seeing sothing they weren't supposed to see, and their legs were weak.
No one knew that Hao'er's hands were shaking, and after he killed the last bandit, he didn't get up for a long ti. Until, the two little guys trotted over to his side.
"Big Brother, are you okay?" The soft, plummy voice carried an unmistakable concern, and the two identical little faces looked at him with worry.
Hearing their voices, Hao'er took a deep breath, turned around, and said, " I'm fine." "Grandfather Chief and the others seem to be scared," Yue'er, looking all cute, tugged on Hao'er's corner of his shirt, indicating for him to look at the two n slumped on the ground.
"Grandfather Chief, Uncle," Hao'er walked over and looked at them.
The two n looked at him with complex expressions on their faces: "Hao'er, Hao'er, you..." "Grandfather Chief, if I don't kill them, they will kill us," Hao'er's small face was tense and cold as he said, "My younger siblings are still young and cannot protect themselves, so I have to protect them. Besides, my Mother said that we should never show rcy to those who want to kill us, so they all have to die." The village chief and the big man also knew that those mountain bandits were ruthless killers, but when they saw those ruthless killers being killed by the child in front of them, who was less than ten years old, they still found it a bit unbelievable.
Are the children of the powerful families out there really that formidable now? And also, it seed that they had clearly seen him fly earlier...
"Grandfather Village Chief, Uncle, my Big Brother is a good person, they are the bad guys," Yue'er walked up and said to the two n, who were sitting on the ground, with her hands around one of Hao'er's hands. " My Big Brother is really a good person, don't be afraid of him," The young voice, soft and llow, entered their ears, which made the old village chief and the big man feel guilty. At that mont, the old village chief hurriedly said, "We are not afraid of him, it's just that we have never seen so many people die, we can't recover from it all at once." Saying this, the old village chief stood up with the help of his walking stick and said, "We need to get rid of all these bodies." So, he told the man next to him to get up and help.
The man collected all the valuables from the bandits and pushed them all down the mountain. Then he handed all the valuables he had collected to Hao'er, saying, "These, these are the money and treasures we found on those bandits."
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