Chapter 1115 The Brutal Manor Owner Attacks

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Buyuan frowned.

The aura of cruelty gathered around Zhuang Buyuan.

What did you say? Is this a place where farmers can’t come?

How can you still engage in discrimination in a poor place like yours?

These farmers, they are the people of this village owner!

Isn't it just to give you face by coming to your place and returning home in fine clothes?

But before Zhuang Buyuan could say anything, he heard Hu Liuwa point her little hand: "You are discriminating! Why can't farmers come in?"

"Huh? You, a little farmer, dare to refute?!" In the Era of Exile, farmers were always submissive, and those who could talk back were rare creatures.

"Hush, Liuwa..." Hu Laosi still shrank as usual. When he heard the scolding, he was about to bow and nod, but was startled by Hu Liuwa's words and quickly covered Hu Liuwa's mouth.

"Dad, we have returned home in fine clothes, why should we be bullied?" Liu Wa broke away from Hu Laosi's hand and puffed up her chest. With the light of being the "hope of the whole village", she glared at the self-help people opposite. Member of the association: "Besides, the owner of the village said it! Every race has its own significance. No one is superior to other races. No one can look down on us farmers!"

"Yes, we are here to return home in glory!" Hearing Hu Liuwa's words, Hu Laosi took a deep breath and nodded with his chest raised: "No one can despise us!"

Beside him, other voices sounded.

"No one has the right to discriminate against us!"

"Except the owner!"

"No one else can!"

"Who are these people?"

"Hit! Beat him!"

"Yes, beat him and cry!"

I don't know when, several more farmers appeared behind the father and son.

Several members of the self-help association were furious when they heard this. Who do you think you are?

"It's just a few farmers, but they are so arrogant! You still want to hit me?" A member of the self-help association laughed ferociously. He moved his shoulders, clenched his fists, and made a rattling sound. "I will teach you a lesson today. Just to let you know… Ouch!”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly punched in the eye.

He has long been accustomed to the farmers' submissiveness and never thought that the farmers would resist.

Even if you resist, it's just talk at best, but you actually dare to take action?

This time I was really beaten a little confused.

Although the farmer's fist did not have the alienated hammer of the hammer man, it still had a bone spur, which was extremely hard. This blow directly hit the fragile eye socket, but it was heartbreakingly painful!

At this time, he still couldn't believe that the farmer dared to take action, and shouted angrily: "Who, who hit me!"

"I'm going to hit you!" Another meteor-like fist fell.

Not only did the outspoken self-help association member fail to escape, but several other people were also involved and were overwhelmed by the angry farmers.

Damn it, I finally had a rest, but I still have to come here to return home in fine clothes, and in the end I have to write an 800-word essay. Is it easy for us? Are you still here to cause trouble for us? You don’t want to live anymore, do you?

The arrival of the Blue Stone Ye Neixing people attracted attention, not just from the members of the Self-Help Association. The forces in the entire Exile Era were complex, with various powers, factions and races hidden. At this moment, the focus of all the forces was, There is only one person in each, and the village is not far away.

But they didn't expect that the first to attack was not Zhuang Buyuan, but a few farmers.

A farmer from Blue Stone Leaf Manor.

They are also deeply wondering, don't these farmers have any awareness that they are at the bottom of the exile era?

Where do their confidence and self-esteem come from?

Isn’t it enough for farmers to huddle under the deck and wipe away their tears? Where is the need for self-esteem and self-confidence?

A few members of the self-help association spend their days pampering themselves, but in fact their combat effectiveness is not much higher than that of ordinary farmers.

Moreover, it is said that two fists are difficult to beat with four hands. Under a random punch, it is of no use even if the combat power is high, and you will still be beaten to the point of running away.

In the panic, a self-help association member blew the siren.

"Beep——" A sharp alarm sounded.

Immediately a guard rushed over: "Who is disrupting the order of Gold Rush Town!"

And several giant war dogs also flew over.

"Drive them away quickly!"

"No, trample them to death! Trample them to death!"

Several self-help association members who were beaten so hard that they were running away screamed.

The giant war dog hesitated in the air and realized that the troublemakers were just a group of farmers. It stepped down with its huge paws. This step would kill at least a dozen farmers.

At this moment, a creepy feeling came, as if some peerless beast was staring at them, and the entire space froze.

This aura is powerful, brutal, and unparalleled!

Whether it was the giant war dog in the sky or the several self-help association members on the ground who were desperately fleeing and struggling, they were all frozen there, unable to move.

They dare not move and cannot move.

It seems that if you move, you will be swallowed by that great existence.

The farmers had felt this power before, and now they all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the tavern.

Zhuang Buyuan slowly walked out of the tavern, and the farmers lowered their heads in unison.

Zhuang Buyuan slowly walked out of the tavern.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the people in front of him, and was about to say something.

Then I heard a "bang" explosion.

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and drowned several self-help association members.

Lightning flashed like pulp, and the members of the self-help association were swallowed up and annihilated by the lightning before they even had time to say a word.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Several more explosions sounded in a chain, and several giant war dogs flying in the air also exploded in an instant. The fragments flew everywhere, but before they could splash out, they were struck by an invisible force again. They were pinched and gathered into a ball in the air, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

That's electromagnetic force.

In the Era of Exile, electromagnetism showed extremely powerful power.

"Uh... who started the fire!" Zhuang Buyuan raised his head and saw white clouds billowing in the sky. The Cloud Palace had descended above the Gold Rush Town, shrouding the entire Gold Rush Town in it.

A loud voice descended from the sky.

"Those who offend the majesty of the village owner will die!"

Old Brown was holding a loudspeaker and roaring down below.

Zhuang Buyuan put his hand on his forehead and didn't want to speak.

He originally planned to teach these people a lesson, but had no intention of killing them directly.

Although he is a cruel manor owner, he is just looking for someone today, isn't he?

Why did it suddenly become like this?

"Old Brown, stop!" Zhuang Buyuan stopped Old Brown from continuing to attack and said to a guard in Gold Rush Town: "Please tell your superiors that this is not my intention."

"..." The guards were silent and looked at each other.

"Forget it, take me to see your boss. Who is in charge of Gold Rush Town?" Zhuang Buyuan shook his head, "I will explain it to him personally."

The guards looked at each other in disbelief for a long time, then pointed at the charred black powder.

Zhuang Buyuan: "..."

No, is this all? That's not all, is there anyone else?

"They are all here, sir." The guard said.

Zhuang Buyuan was speechless.

He blinked, and blinked again.

Always feel like something is wrong?

Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin at that scumbag, what should he do now?

Even Zhuang Buyuan was stunned, let alone others.

Everyone looked blankly at the members of the Self-Help Association who were bombarded to a pulp. The entire leadership of Gold Rush Town was directly bombarded by Zhuang Buyuan?

And what on earth was that dazzling electric light just now? It seems so powerful! Not to mention flesh and blood, not even the giant war dog can withstand a shot!

Now that the people in charge are dead, what should we do next?

A guard looked around and suddenly knelt down.

At this time, why don't you quickly beg for mercy and wait to be bombarded to pieces?

This action seemed to cause a chain reaction.

The guards lowered their weapons and hesitantly fell to their knees.

The law of the jungle is the eternal theme in the Exile Era.

In the face of a powerful enemy, if you don't kneel down, do you still have to die generously?

Some people did not kneel down. They took a few steps back hesitantly. When they saw that the village was not far away, they turned around and ran without stopping.

The patrolling war dogs also began to run away, circling around.

The white clouds in the sky slowly descended, condensing and not rising.

"Wait, don't run..." Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Several more flashes of lightning flashed, and several escaping giant war dogs were killed to pieces.

Zhuang Buyuan was speechless, damn it, is this the finger of death? Who is meant to die?

Old Brown, enough is enough! Is it really okay to just abuse a new toy like that?

The remaining giant war dogs fell to their knees under the strong desire to survive.

In the sky, the lightning was still lingering, as if it was planning to strike down at any time.

If you run away, you can't escape; if you fight, you can't beat him.

Zhuang Buyuan's "thunder" method scared them out of their wits.

"Sir, spare my life!"

"Help, we're all just making ends meet!"

"Please show me your noble hand!"

The guards in Gold Rush Town were trembling.

A particularly clever guard suddenly shouted: "Welcome to Gold Rush Town!"

"Swear loyalty to the Lord!"

"Your Excellency, Wen Chengwu De..."

Zhuang Buyuan looked confused.

What happened?

who I am? where am I? What did I do?

Why did I suddenly become the master of Gold Rush Town?

Why did these guys from Gold Rush Town gather outside the tavern without saying a word?

Why was he killed with just one shot?

Why did these people just surrender?

That's not my intention!

I just plan to visit and find someone...

Some people still admire him very much.

Farmer Hu Liuwa looked at Zhuang Buyuan with envy and admiration: "The owner of the village is so handsome! When I grow up, I want to be as powerful as the owner of the village!"

Hu Laosi reached out and patted his head: "Stop dreaming!"

"No, the owner of the village said that people must have dreams. What happens once they are realized?" Hu Liuwa's eyes sparkled.

Then Hu Liuwa followed the crowd and shouted.

"The owner of the village is a man of martial virtue!"

"The owner of the village dominates the world!"

"The owner of the village is invincible in the world!"

Zhuang Buyuan scratched his head again, then shook his head: "Forget it!"

Now that it's all taken down, let's keep it.

It's too late to regret now.

…

The news that Gold Rush Town changed hands spread like crazy.

"Blue Stone Ye Neixing's big shopkeeper Zhuang has captured Gold Rush Town not far away!"

"Really, he killed all the self-help association members in Gold Rush Town!"

"It's just one shot, you don't know how miserable the scene is!"

"Really, I saw it with my own eyes. Now Gold Rush Town is no longer Gold Rush Town. Gold Rush Town has been named Zhuang!"

It also brought about a series of chain reactions.

Many businessmen were worried about war in Gold Rush Town or changing their ways and evacuated Gold Rush Town one after another.

Many adventurers who planned to come to Gold Rush Town hesitated outside Gold Rush Town after hearing the news.

What they want is a neutral, stable supply rear area, not a place that is biased like other towns and depends on other people's opinions when they go.

What's even worse is that after going there, he will be killed or robbed.

Yizhuang Buyuan's cruelty might be like this!

As the news spread wider and wider, the news spread to a small circle as quickly as possible.

In Lvrong City, several manor owners of different races were having a drink and a party.

They are the controllers behind Green Rong City, the owners of the incomplete manor owner’s heart.

Probably because of their race, the manor owners in Green Rong City are less aggressive and have good personal relationships with each other.

When the news came, they almost broke the cup.

"What? Zhuang Buyuan captured Gold Rush Town?"

"No...it can't be. From what I understand, Zhuang Buyuan is not such a radical and militant person!"

"Zhuang Buyuan is definitely a cruel manor owner! One of my confidants was at the scene. It is said that the atmosphere at the scene was so solemn that people almost peed their pants..."

"These people are definitely exaggerating. I don't believe that Zhuang Buyuan is a cruel manor owner..."

"The facts are there, even if you don't believe it, I can't help it."

"Unfortunately, I thought he was a benevolent manor owner, and I wanted to draw him into our alliance... His fighting power is so strong, if he is a cruel manor owner, it may not be a good thing for the Exile Era... "

"Young, ambitious, cruel, and amazing in combat power..." An old velvet manor owner sighed, "I'm afraid the entire era of exile will be bloody."

Some people sigh, while others are happy.

While the manor owners in Green Rong City were sighing, in another place, several fierce-looking manor owners were discussing closely: "Our Brutal Alliance will probably have one more general!"

"Quickly, send someone to contact him and draw him into our alliance!"

"I have already sent people there. If we have this general, we can defeat those hypocrites just around the corner!"

Of course, the spread of news about the Era of Exile was not nearly as fast as on Earth. These things all happened a long time ago.

At this moment, even Zhuang Buyuan would not have thought that his capture of Gold Rush Town would have a huge and far-reaching impact on the Exile Era.

Moreover, he had no intention of capturing Gold Rush Town at all!

He just raised his hand twice, and in a daze, he was forced to take over Gold Rush Town.

…

In the three camel caravan, Mr. Jing was holding an account book and sighing.

There was no universal writing in the Era of Exile, but a system and recording method were still established after doing business for a long time.

As an experienced businessman, Mr. Jing also has the habit of keeping his own accounts.

Although it was crude, he could still figure out that he had lost all his money this time.

"Hey, what should I do?" Mr. Jing felt that if he went back like this, he would be eaten alive by his own tribe.

What a loss!

You have to think of some way to stop the loss in time.

But now I have almost lost all my capital, and I don’t have much capital left to stop losses.

what can we do about it?

Just when Jing Lao sighed and had no idea what to do, several fierce-looking soldiers suddenly rushed in.

"Who is the leader of the Three Camel Caravan?"

"I...I just..." Mr. Jing was startled. Did he offend some big shot again?

"Come with me quickly!" The soldier grabbed him, turned around and ran away.

"It's... it's over!" Jing Lao's legs were as thick as noodles and he couldn't stand straight.