When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

As everyone knows, Su Ming hates being disturbed while he's sleeping.

The alarm clock that disturbed him last time is long gone.

Meanwhile, the oblivious fellow outside continued to whine and bang on the door, completely unaware of the impending danger.

The already dilapidated door was starting to sway precariously, looking like it could collapse at any moment.

On the wooden bed, a figure with red eyes slowly rose and walked expressionlessly towards the door.

The silly dog ​​under the bed seemed to sense something and was huddled in a corner, trembling.

Clearly, it sensed danger.

"Su Ming, stop playing dead! I know you're in there. Don't think you can get away with this by hiding. This isn't over yet—you hitting my son!"

Outside the door, Su Daqiang, who was pounding on the door, was completely unaware of the danger approaching. Instead, his roar grew louder and louder. Years of hard work had made his muscles very strong, and his thick palms almost smashed the door apart.

Behind him followed more than a dozen villagers with shovels and hoes, their faces grim, and a few smug-looking children.

Clearly, these villagers are the fathers of those unruly children, and they have come to seek justice.

Among them, Su Xiaoxiong, the brat who liked to wear a monkey face mask and had been beaten the worst by Su Ming, was looking at his father's majestic performance with a ferocious expression, fantasizing about the scene of that bastard being pinned to the ground and beaten by his father.

"If you dare to whip me one hundred and eight times, I'll make my father pay!"

Clearly, the vengeful nature of unruly children is extremely terrifying.

However, he clearly forgot one thing: the person he was seeking revenge on seemed to be a little too strong.

Just as Su Daqiang's anger reached its peak and he was about to kick the door down, the door suddenly flew out from the inside and smashed into him like a cannonball.

boom--

The door, along with Su Daqiang, flew out.

A black blur suddenly rushed out of the house and charged toward more than a dozen villagers who were wielding hoes and shovels.

A villager holding a shovel was suddenly snatched away by a blur.

Ping Pong

Before the strong and healthy villagers could react, they were all struck by a shovel and knocked to the ground, their heads bleeding and groaning in pain.

The sudden changes came too quickly.

Su Xiaoqiang watched as his own father was smashed away like trash. The smile on his face froze instantly, and he was completely dumbfounded. He even forgot to suck back the snot that was dripping into his mouth.

When the children around him saw their father being knocked to the ground in an instant, their mouths gaped open and their eyes bulged in disbelief.

When the eyes of the group of mischievous children fell upon the figure holding a shovel, expressionless, with red eyes, they instantly recalled certain "painful" scenes, their legs went weak, and they knelt down in fear.

"Grandpa Su, spare me!" "Grandpa Su, spare me!" "Grandpa Su, spare me!"

Su Ming's eyes swept over the terrified kid in front of him, then looked down at the figures that had been knocked down. The red light in his eyes faded slightly, and a ripple appeared.

Although he didn't kill them, he only taught them a lesson.

According to the physical condition of an ordinary person, the villagers under their feet should not be able to stand up at this time and should be lying on the ground groaning.

However, the physical condition of these villagers was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

After being hit by a shovel, he only let out a muffled groan and was able to grit his teeth and try to stand up.

Su Daqiang, who had been thrown several meters by the door, managed to push off the door panel that was pressing down on him. His nose was bleeding profusely, his face was flushed, and he swayed as he stood up.

Like an enraged bear, he angrily berated his own cub who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy:

"Su Xiaoxiong, what are you doing? Trying to slap your father's face, are you?!"

"Su Gou Dan, your father isn't even dead yet, and you're already kneeling down? You're dead!"

"Su Mingyu, you bastard, who the hell made you kneel down? You filthy wretch who has disgraced our ancestors, I'll beat you to a pulp when I get back..."

"Su Xiaoning, you're dead meat! When I get back, I'll break your legs..."

One by one, the burly men who had been knocked down endured the pain, their faces flushed, and swayed as they stood up, angrily berating their sons for making a fool of themselves.

"interesting."

The red light in Su Ming's eyes gradually faded, and he looked at the burly men surrounding him with amusement, as if he had seen something interesting.

These villagers have some strange physical abilities; they're far superior to ordinary people.

The fierce, indomitable spirit he possesses is unmatched by ordinary people.

That's right. Judging from the special layout of this cemetery on the mountain, it's clear that Sujia Village is probably not as simple as we imagine, and there must be a lot more hidden there.

Before he obtained the Sinful Dagger and broke the shackles on his body, he would have had to put in a lot of effort to deal with these guys.

However, after undergoing three consecutive sin enhancements,

He even killed more than one of the legendary monsters.

The villagers in front of him were nothing special in his eyes; they were hardly even worth taking seriously.

As long as Su Ming is willing, he can play whack-a-mole anytime.

They were slapped to the ground one by one, making it impossible for them to get up.

Even the Chinese audience outside the country didn't have the slightest worry, clearly showing they had great confidence in Su Ming.

Just as more than a dozen villagers surrounded Su Ming, preparing to attack,

An aged voice came from afar, immediately stunning everyone.

"Stop it, all of you!"

Then, an elderly man with a frail face and white hair came hurrying over, leaning on a cane.

A middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance followed closely behind, her face full of anxiety.

Upon seeing the old man appear, Su Daqiang and the other villagers' expressions changed slightly. The ferocity on their faces vanished instantly, and they became docile, standing still. Clearly, the newcomer was of very high status.

The old man with the cane walked in and saw the disheveled state of Su Daqiang and the others, as well as Su Ming's calm and composed demeanor. A strange look appeared in his old and cloudy eyes.

I almost thought something terrible would happen because we were late.

Unexpectedly, more than ten people were beaten up like this by a young man!

It seems he misjudged him before.

As for the few unruly children kneeling on the ground, he didn't even glance at them.

If someone as shrewd as him as he is couldn't even see through the "tricks" involved, then he would have truly wasted his life.

"Su Ming, I am the village chief of Su Family Village. Your grandfather is my cousin. I think there must have been a misunderstanding before."

The old man, with a kind smile on his face and leaning on his cane, introduced himself.

"What misunderstanding? My little one..."

Seeing that Su Daqiang was about to say something, he pointed his cane and angrily cursed:

"Shut up! Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

Seeing how easily the old man in front of him had subdued Su Daqiang and the other villagers,

A ripple appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

Finally, a heavyweight has arrived.

Village Chief of Sujia Village!

This person's status must be quite high!

In that case, we should have some fun.

Now that the stage is set up, it's time to put on a good show.

Murder, but also punish!

Su Ming grinned coldly, looking at the pairs of aggrieved and angry eyes before him, and reprimanded them without any mercy:

"Misunderstanding? It really is a misunderstanding. If it weren't for me last night, those little brats would all be dead!"

Are you all incompetent? You can't even control your own kids, and you still have the nerve to come and settle scores with me?

Instead of sleeping at night, they went to the Martyrs' Cemetery in the South District and started playing with knives. Do they think they can touch those things?!

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed instantly!