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With just one move, the village elder knew that Lin Xiangyang was something he couldn't compete with.

He himself is already at the peak of the later stage of the master, so what rank is Lin Xiangyang?
The early stage of King Wu, the middle stage of King Wu, or a more terrifying realm?

But no matter what, the entire Dakeng Village is no match for Lin Xiangyang alone. He is showing mercy by not killing yet.

The village chief walked over to support the village elder, for fear that his old bone would be broken.

But the village elder didn't appreciate it, he threw off his support with a flick of his sleeve, then straightened up and faced Lin Xiangyang:

"Young man, I admit that you are very powerful, but now it is different from the old society. It is impossible for you to kill a hundred or ten people in the village, right?"

"So?" Lin Xiangyang looked at him with a smile on his face.

The village elder said with a stern expression: "You can take all the antiques away, but the people in Dakeng Village cannot be killed. This is my condition."

As soon as he said this, the villagers immediately yelled in horror.

"No way, village elder, we have guarded these antiques for two generations, and the ban will be lifted soon so they can be sold for money. We can't give them to him at this time."

"We asked you to be the village chief to protect our interests, not to help us deliver things. Anyway, I will never hand over my things."

"It's impossible to want what's in my house unless they're walking over dead bodies."

Lin Xiangyang showed a trace of ridicule towards the village elder, "Obviously, these dull villagers don't appreciate your favor. I still say the same thing, I want antiques, and I want secrets, both of which are indispensable."

Before the village elder could speak, the villagers started chirping again.

"Impossible, we won't even give you a single shareholder, let alone that secret."

"You should die, you can't get anything from us."

"Village elder, your duty is to protect us, hurry up and kill him."

But the village elder just glanced at the villagers indifferently, and then said to Lin Xiangyang: "The mission of Dakeng Village is over, and it's time for me to pursue my way."

As he spoke, he kicked his feet and disappeared into the night.

The villagers stared blankly at the night sky, as if the village elder had never appeared.

When they came to their senses, they started yelling again.

"Damn it, he ran away by himself, he left his clansmen and ran away."

"The ancestor shouldn't have entrusted him with the responsibility of guarding secrets. He is a traitor from Dakeng Village and the Chen family."

They cursed and cursed, but the old man had already left, what else could they do?
Chu Lushan looked at these villagers indifferently, and said with an imposing manner: "Your hole cards have already gone by themselves. If you have any helpers, you can take them out, and we will follow them all."

Under the darkness of night, the village chief's expression changed again and again, but he no longer had any confidence.

"village head……"

The villagers are helpless and can only pin their hopes on the village chief.

Lin Xiangyang flicked his fingers, and a gust of wind instantly pierced the village chief's knee.

He has no mercy for the ruthless person who is about to put him to death at this moment.

The village chief's grunt and falling to the ground made the villagers turn pale. They couldn't see how Lin Xiangyang did it, and the village chief was already out of luck.

How can they guard against such unpredictable means, how can they resist?Simply can only wait to die.

Lin Xiangyang was condescending, and all the powerful pressure was piled on the village head, making his bones crunch.

"Tell me, where is the antique hidden?"

The village head still wanted to resist, but in the end he couldn't bear the pressure and was completely pressed to the ground.

"Ah~~~I said~~~I said!"

Under the extreme pain and torture, he finally compromised.

"Say!"

Lin Xiangyang yelled violently, causing everyone's eardrums to ache and almost pierced directly.

"Every household has a cellar, and the antiques distributed to each family are in the cellar."

Lin Xiangyang stared into his big eyes and shouted: "Continue talking, I know you haven't finished yet."

With a stare in his eyes, the village head felt as if his soul had been seen through.

He didn't understand why Lin Xiangyang's eyes were so venomous even at night, and could penetrate his soul.

"There is a cellar in the clan ancestral hall in the center of the village, where the best and most complete antiques are stored."

boom!
Lin Xiangyang's foot fell, and the old village chief's knees were shattered into slag.

He said to the villagers: "Everyone, go home and bring your things here. Anyone who dares to hide anything will be severely punished."

"Impossible, I don't agree..."

Before a villager could finish his sentence, he lay down strangely, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Lin Xiangyang's icy eyes swept across everyone, and he said coldly, "I'll say it one last time, whoever dares to refuse will die with him."

dead... dead?
The villagers looked at the corpse on the ground in horror, not daring to resist any more, and walked towards the house one after another.

Antiques are important, but your own life is even more important.

Lin Xiangyang motioned to Chu Lushan, "The three of you go to their house with a random villager, and whoever dares to resist will be killed on the spot."

Seeing Lin Xiangyang's decisive killing, the village chief knew that Dakeng Village was over.

Lin Xiangyang reached out to pick him up, and asked forcefully, "Now we can talk about that secret."