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Text Chapter 246 Young Patriarch Farabi

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    Snapped!  With a hard slap, the "dead dog" shuddered and immediately opened his eyes, but when he saw Yue Song, he was trembling with fear.  "This is the gathering point of the Brotherhood? I said you are not lying to me, are you?" Yue Song pointed at the abandoned village and asked in a bad tone.  "NoI'm not lying to you. It's really here! Brothers are here during the day and only go home at night." The monkey boy was beaten until his whole face swelled up, his nose bones were completely collapsed, and his teeth were all gone.  Most of it was loose.  This is the first time in his life that he has encountered such brutal Han people, so how can he dare to show any arrogance?  Of course, there is nothing more to say than one thing to another.  Yue Song sighed and said: "Look at you morons, you are just idle all day doing nothing, just thinking about stealing and doing nothing good, and you still have the nerve to set up such a rubbish organization? You are really thick-skinned!"  Silent, no matter what Yue Song said, he just pretended not to hear.  ¡°If in normal times, someone dared to insult the Kazakh brothers, he would definitely pull out the dagger in his riding boots and stab the opponent in the chest as soon as possible.  But now When he saw with his own eyes that the Han man found the dagger on his body and broke the dagger piece by piece with two fingers, he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants on the spot.  If the Han man gets interested and breaks his body a few times, he will ask himself whether the bones are not as hard as a dagger.  "In short, the Kazakh boy who looks like a monkey has completely surrendered to Yue Song in his heart, but he hasn't said it out loud yet. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not do anything, that is a hero, a person with lofty ideals, but it is definitely not the belief and outlook on life of the Kazakh people. It is similar to "He who understands current affairs is a hero." This is the way Kazakh people live today.  It has to be said that from this point of view alone, the Kazakh people can no longer find the wolf-like surname of their ancestors, the Turks who repeatedly invaded the frontier. ???¡­?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Holding with a large living person in hand, Yue Song¡¯s movement speed has not slowed down at all. Just like its name, the White Horse Meteor breaks into the deserted village with lightning speed.  This abandoned village has been abandoned for a long time. Only a few mud houses made of yellow mud barely retain intact traces. Most of the other houses are dilapidated.  Hearing the rapid sound of horse hooves, a head popped out of a room. After seeing the person clearly, he quickly shrank back, followed by a burst of angry shouting.  The next moment, a group of people rushed out from several rooms at the same time. Yue Song took a quick glance and found that there were more than thirty people. These people were men and women, wearing national costumes, jeans and T-shirts.  Such attire can be regarded as advancing with the times.  Like the monkey cub in Yue Song¡¯s hand, these thirty people are not very old, and the oldest one is only in his early twenties.  Of course, there is no guarantee that some of them are born with old faces, and their actual age is younger than their appearance.  One of them quickly stood up, pointed at Yue Song and shouted curses. However, he was using the Turkic language unique to his tribe, so Yue Song didn't know what he was talking about. But it didn't matter, he also had a very obedient "translator"  ".  "What is he talking about?" Yue Song shook the monkey cub in his hand, and the guy immediately whispered: "This is Brother Farabi of our Harbin Brotherhood. He is the founder of the Brotherhood and the next generation leader of the tribe.  Heir, I was sent by him today. He just said" "What did you say?" Yue Song noticed that the monkey boy was flinching, and couldn't help but snorted: "Don't test my patience, you know the consequences.  "Houzi trembled subconsciously, "He said, let me go immediately, and then dedicate this horse to him, and then kneel in front of him and beg for his forgiveness." Yue Song laughed after hearing this.  , loosening his grip a little, he threw the monkey cub on the ground, then flew off his horse and strode towards the group of people on the opposite side.  The Kazakh man named Farabi was the oldest and most fierce among the group. Before the others showed their weapons, he had already pulled out a machete measuring tens of centimeters from his waist.  Under the sunlight, the machete looked gleaming, obviously not a decoration.  Yue Song didn't walk slowly, and within ten minutes at most, he had already reached Farabi.  Farabi had a fierce look on his face and his whole body was tense, as if he might explode at any time. The Kazakh youths gathered around him looked at Yue Song with evil intentions.  Just when this group of people thought that Yue Song would give in, they unexpectedly saw Yue Song raise his hand?? hit Farabi on the face, and a clear and loud slap came¡ª¡ª ??Pop!  This slap was much harder than Yue Song's slap to the monkey cub. It made Farabi spin in a circle on the spot and fell backwards.  The others were furious when they saw this. Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all pulled out machetes and daggers. It seemed that they wanted to cut Yue Song into pieces. However, before they could move, the Han man who beat him was even better than them.  Faster.     Snapped!  Snapped!  Snapped!  ¡°As long as they were closest to him, Yue Song slapped them all, even women. Who told them to hold weapons in their hands?  With Yue Song's strength, even if he only used a fraction of his strength, it would definitely not be something that these ordinary young people of the Kazakh tribe could withstand. They were as if they were being ravaged by a highland gorilla. Anyone who was beaten  After being slapped, all of them, without exception, spun around in circles and then fell heavily to the ground.  These people relied on their large numbers and did not consider issues such as dodge at all. They felt that if one person was struck with a knife, the Han man would definitely fall in a pool of blood. They could not imagine that before the person was slashed or stabbed, they felt that they were in front of them.  After a while, there was a burning pain in the cheek, and the person fell down dizzy.  More than thirty people, within a minute at most, all collapsed to the ground.  There are a few who are more stubborn and want to struggle to get up from the ground, or find the right opportunity to stab Yue Song. However, although their idea is good, it seems very unrealistic. This terrifying Han seems to have front and rear eyesight.  Once he found someone trying to get up, he would kick them in the abdomen, causing these people to vomit on the spot.  A group of people screamed and screamed, but no one cried. This made Yue Song look at him with admiration. He felt that they still had some ruthlessness, and they were worthy of being descendants of Turks.  Farabi suddenly roared, his whole body suddenly jumped up from the ground, he raised the machete in his hand and slashed at Yue Song.  As he raised the knife and put it down, Yue Song slowly stretched out a hand, raised two fingers, and thrust it straight towards the machete. When Farabi reacted, he found that the machete in his hand had stopped moving. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out and found that the Han man had clamped his machete between two fingers. This made Farabi take a breath, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought it was broken.  Yue Song twitched his hand, snatched the machete from Farabi's hand, and in front of Farabi, broke the stainless steel machete into pieces piece by piece like a bag of grain.  Farabi's face turned pale, and his whole body could not stop feeling weak. As the next leader of a Kazakh tribe, his vision was far better than that of the Kazakh teenagers around him. He even studied at Xijiang University "  Further education¡± after a while.  For Farabi, he has fully realized that the Han Chinese in front of him is not as weak and bully as his compatriots, but an invincible and terrifying opponent!  "I heard that you want to collect protection money from me? The money is not much, only 300,000. But why do I thinkyou are not qualified?" Yue Song threw away the broken machete and struck Farabi in front of him.  Pat lightly on top.  No matter which country or nation you are in, this action is undoubtedly a great humiliation, but neither Farabi nor his companions dared to move it.  Are you kidding me? This is a monster that can break steel with its hands!  Even if the Han people have little contact with the Han people on weekdays, they still have a lot of modern appliances such as televisions. Of course they have also watched martial arts movies, but from their perspective, this Han person is more like "  "Alien" "Speak, why don't you say anything? You were so fierce just now and wanted to kill me with a knife. Why are you so honest now?" Yue Song said with a smile: "Are you looking down on me?  Damn, you're soft again? That's so disappointing. I thought you guys were quite capable, but turned out to be wimps?" "We are not wimps!" Farabi's face turned red and he suddenly spat out.  A sentence in Mandarin, although it doesn¡¯t sound very standard, is indeed Chinese.  "Ha! So you can speak Chinese? I really thought you were some great person." Yue Song laughed strangely again, suddenly shook his arm, and saw that the Farabi man had already flown out.  After flying a few meters away, Farabi fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, he was on his back, avoiding the risk of disfigurement, but it was not very comfortable and he couldn't get up for a long time.  "Get up, take me to see your tribe. I don't believe that the men in your tribe are as soft as you." Yue Song still refused to let Farabi go, stepped forward and kicked him again, so Farabi was like  It was like a gourd rolling on the ground, rolling several times in a row.  Farabi could not move and could onlyHe roared on the ground: "You are dead! If you dare to touch me, the people in the tribe will tear you into pieces!" Yue Song raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Oh! Can you still speak idioms?  It¡¯s really not easy, so I¡¯ll go and experience it myself. And you nonsense guys, why don¡¯t you get up quickly and wait for me to pull you up?¡± Before he finished speaking, all the people from the Ha tribe who were slapped by Yue Song were speechless.  He turned over and climbed up as quickly as possible. After all, no one wanted to end up like the young patriarch.  (To be continued.)
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