When Yang Peng and Amu finished packing the boxes and returned to the cabin to rest for a while, they found that their beds were occupied by someone.

A group of porters were sitting on their beds, chatting and laughing, their tone was rude and vulgar, and they were talking about some dirty jokes that could not be put on the stage.

Originally, this was nothing. Those who worked as coolies had a hard life but were extremely energetic. It was understandable that they indulged in addiction and vented their anger in their spare time.

What was really abominable was that these people stepped on his bedding with their bare feet. Their stinky feet, which were full of mud and odor, had already polluted the brand-new bedding black and made people unbearable to look at him.

Yang Peng narrowed his eyes, with anger flashing in his eyes. He came to the porters, pointed to the quilt on the floor, and said, "This is my quilt."

A bald man looked up at Yang Peng. When he saw that Yang Peng had a handsome face, he could not help but curl up his lips with disdain. He ignored Yang Peng and continued chatting with the porters around him.

He got up, touching his butt and legs, and the conversation was very lively.

This bald man has a burly figure, and the muscles in his arms are thicker than Yang Peng's thighs. He is obviously a strong man who has been doing hard work all year round. He seems to be the boss of this group of porters. Seeing that the boss ignored Yang Peng

, the porters around him also didn’t bother to talk to Yang Peng, and flattered the bald man with a playful smile on his face.

A few even cast provocative glances at Yang Peng.

This is clearly bullying people.

Yang Peng frowned and one word popped out of his mouth: "Get out!"

He was new here and really wanted to keep a low profile and not cause trouble.

But if there is someone who is short-sighted, thinks that he is weak and can be bullied, and bullies him, then I'm sorry, but he will definitely make the other party pay a heavy price.

The bald man seemed to bully others. He was used to bullying and had long been accustomed to being domineering. Suddenly he heard someone dare to scold him in person, and the identity of the other person was the same as him, a humble porter. He couldn't help but look cold.

, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he said: "You're new here, right? You probably don't know how you raped grandpa yet, right? Well, today I will teach you the rules here!"

The bald man suddenly stood up, raised his sandbag-sized fist, and punched Yang Peng.

Yang Peng curled his lips and said with a sneer on his face: "How dare you show off your skills in front of your Grandpa Yang! Today I will teach you what strength is!"

Yang Peng also punched, and the two fists met in the air. Then, there was a click, and the bald man saw in horror that his fist was like paper, dented by the opponent's fist, and there were bursts of fractures.

the sound of.

The bald man was in severe pain, sweating profusely and screaming repeatedly.

Yang Peng didn't stop there. He grabbed the bald man's bald head and smashed it against the wall.

Peng!

With a loud noise, the bald man's originally round and shiny head actually smashed into a big hole in the wooden wall. At this time, his head was covered with blood, and his originally round head was also dented.

It went in and became an oval.

His head was smashed, and the bald man naturally had no way to survive. He fell into a pool of blood and became motionless.

The porters around who were gloating about Yang Peng's misfortune and wanted to see Yang Peng make a fool of themselves suddenly changed their expressions. They approached the bald man and took a look. Then they all screamed in horror: "The boss is dead! Oh my god, he's killing someone!"

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"Killing people!"

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How could these porters dare to stay here? They all ran away with their heads in their hands and screamed outside the boat.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Yang Peng couldn't help but sigh: "I have been merciful and only used less than 30% of my strength. The result...sigh."

The only fault is that the bald man's head is too fragile, like a balloon, it bursts when touched.

After a while, Mr. Chen, surrounded by a group of people, walked in with a gloomy look. When he saw the bald man's death, he looked shocked and said to himself: "It's so strong that it can force the bald man to death in one go."

Smashed head."

"Did you do this?" Mr. Chen looked at Yang Peng and asked in disbelief.

Yang Peng didn't hide it, he admitted it directly.

He told the story of the incident, proving that he was not the one who started the incident. Then he took out three grains of gold sand from his pocket, stuffed them into Mr. Chen's hand, and said, "Mr. Chen, be accommodating."

Mr. Chen glanced at Jin Zi and his eyes lit up instantly. He sighed and said: "This bald man relies on his own strength and has always liked to fight bravely. The end he got today is also his own."

I'm looking for him. Come here, drag him down and throw him into the sea."

Being a porter is the most humble profession in the world. Since this bald man is a porter, it goes without saying that his status is at the bottom of society.

In this troubled world where human life is worth nothing, a poor man like him has no value at all. A few grains of gold are worth nothing. His death is in vain, just like the death of a cat or a dog. There is no difference.

This is the reason why Yang Peng dared to kill the opponent.

"Okay, let's forget this matter, but you kid, you have to remember it. Don't make any trouble for me again. Otherwise, I will kick you off the boat immediately. I will do what I say!"

Before Mr. Chen left, he did not forget to tap Yang Peng.

Yang Peng didn't know what was going on. With a well-behaved look on his face, he nodded repeatedly and promised: "Okay, Mr. Chen, I will definitely not cause trouble again... Mr. Chen, go away slowly..."

As everyone wiped away the blood stains on the floor, this matter disappeared with the wind, as if the bald man did not exist in this world at all.

After this incident, other porters in the cabin, when they saw Yang Peng, were like mice seeing a tabby cat, they hid far away and never dared to provoke him again.

After changing into two new beddings, Yang Peng and Amu lay on them, closing their eyes and resting for a while. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise outside the cabin door, and there were bursts of screams:

"Look, these women in white are the female disciples of the Dongming Sect. Oh my god, they are so beautiful, like fairies. If I could marry one of them, I would wake up laughing in my dreams...

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Someone teased: "Forget it, you look like an old buffalo, and you still want to marry a disciple of the Dongming Sect? It's really a toad that wants to eat a swan, you are so beautiful!"

"Those young men in white are the male disciples of the Dongming Sect. It is said that they will marry these female disciples of the same sect in the future and have enough food and clothing. I really envy them..."

It is natural for a man to marry a woman, but in the Dongming sect, it is just the opposite. It is a woman who marries a man. This also shows from another aspect that the status of women in the Dongming sect is much higher than that of men.

"Wow, that woman wearing a veil whose face cannot be seen clearly must be Mrs. Dongming, right? She is so noble and awe-inspiring..."
Chapter completed!