48: Chapter 48 Going Ho for Chinese New Year After the Battle_1 48: Chapter 48 Going Ho for Chinese New Year After the Battle_1 In the deserted long street, other than the rustling sound of the falling snowflakes, there was no other sound.
Suddenly, from a certain direction, faint noises of a commotion began to sound.
The noise was getting louder, followed promptly by a roar, then a dull thud of a body colliding’s sound, and finally, a scream of agony.
A mont later, as if in an instant, that direction beca a backdrop for a grand play.
The drum beating, the performance of a shocking short play echoing one after another: shouts, groans, screams — the sounds were never-ending.
Yan Fei crouched down low, the wind whistling from the swing of the heavy hamr hidden inside the snake skin bag in his hand but was drowned out by the painful screams.
The few thugs around had never seen this thod of fighting.
Isn’t a fight supposed to charge face-to-face?
Why is he crouching down?
However, Yan Fei did not give them the opportunity to think about it any longer.
The large hamr smashed onto the leg of the first person with a crack.
The leg was broken, the man fell, then he scread desperately…
Without stopping, the large hamr continued on to the second person’s leg.
A crack again, and the leg was broken, the man fell again and scread…
The large hamr was raised and accurately landed on the third person’s elbow.
The hard bone was no match for the hamr.
Another man held his arm and scread…
The large hamr swung down diagonally.
A stunned thug who hadn’t snap back to reality from the sudden turn of events could only wince at the pain in his shoulder, followed by a bang, then a scream…
The hamr swung back, and Xiao Liu, who was initially standing at the back with an arrogant pose, just ca forward.
His raised arm t with the hamr.
The sound of bone cracking amidst the storm was crisp and pleasing.
But Xiao Liu no longer has the strength to scream.
Because after the hamr broke his arm, it did not stop, it continued onto his ribs.
He vaguely heard two light clicking sounds from his right chest before he could even scream…
With a bold step forward, the large hamr continued swinging through the falling snowflakes, towards the grubby Brother Shier.
Brother Shier, who was passionately burning with anger monts ago, was now dumbstruck.
Standing dazedly, he watched as the huge hamr landed on his shoulder.
Then, with a dull thud, he collapsed instantly, screaming only after hitting the ground…
The young thug who had been following Brother Shier, who had been silent until now, tried to run.
But it was as if he couldn’t find his legs.
Before the hamr could land, he had already weakly fallen to his knees, then fell backward in a highly difficult move and lay on the ground.
Yan Fei also made a move towards his lower leg.
This ti, the hit was lighter and only a soft crack of a bone can be heard, but it was still followed by a scream…
Amidst the falling snow, Yan Fei held the snake skin bag with the large hamr inside, looking at the seven screaming things sprawled out around him.
He felt that these individuals can hardly be called humans.
In Yan Fei’s “backward” concept inherited from his grandfather, these young people, free of ailnts and disasters but not working or producing, living on crooked ways— they were no different from pigs and dogs.
Therefore, he showed no rcy in his actions.
They were not thieves; they were robbers, they were pests.
When Yan Fei thought of the word ‘pests’, he even had the mood to recall: I know this character from the books, but I still don’t know how to write it!
It was as if he did not hear the screams around him at all.
Initially, a few of the thugs wanted to give the tough pluck.
They wanted to curse, but looking at the figure in the snowstorm, with only his eyes visible, the originally intended curses turned into pleas for rcy when they reached their lips.
Screams, pleas for rcy.
These sounds rose and fell intermittently amidst the snow falling on the long street.
Yan Fei remained unmoved.
So people further away seed to want to co over when they heard the noise but only made a few steps.
Perhaps they got a glimpse of the scene because they imdiately turned back and hurriedly left.
Yan Fei stepped forward, stomping on Xiao Liu’s leg.
After stepping over him, perhaps dissatisfied, Yan Fei stopped and turned, raised his hamr, and in Xiao Liu’s disbelieving eyes, the hamr fell onto his leg, sounding a dull yet crisp noise.
The dull part ca from the contact between the large hamr and the leg, while the crisp part was the sound of the bone cracking.
Then he rose and left.
The people who were initially yelling halted their screams when he lifted his hamr.
It was not until he was far away that they started screaming again.
The snow was getting heavier.
Yan Fei walked on.
A mont later, amidst the snowstorm, his form flickered, and the snake skin bag he was holding mysteriously disappeared, then he started running with his arms wide open.
He raced past people warily riding bicycles due to the slippery road.
He overtook the city bus that was barely scraping by because of the snow.
He overtook several yellow vans for hire, he outran people who were hurrying ho…
All the way, he ran wildly.
The snowflakes behind him had been swept up and danced in the air for a long ti before slowly dissipating and falling back down.
He ran all the way to the outskirts of the city, leaping over the roadside ditch, running in the wheat field.
Even the purest snowflakes that fall to the ground turn to water, then mix with the soil to beco mud again.
Mud splatters.
Finally, he reached a place that was completely devoid of trees and human activity.
His figure disappeared again, but shortly after, a massive dark shadow abruptly appeared in the wheat field.
“Ga…”
A long cry echoed for quite a while in the vast wheat field, only fading gradually.
The black wings, resembling those of a demon, had already shown themselves to the world beyond the first ti.
With a vigorous leap, snowflakes danced wildly.
As the wings unfolded, the sky seed to lower.
The snowflakes that were lifted ford a vortex on the ground, then slowly fell along with the snowflakes that were still descending from the sky.
Soon, the snow on the ground began to cover everything that had just happened.
Below the grayish-white clouds, the jet-black wings were especially noticeable.
The enormous pterosaur freely spread its wings in the air, carrying the snowflakes, riding the wind, and gliding across the sky with pinnacle elegance.
The roads on the ground turned into tiny earthworms, and the trees on both sides turned into small grasses.
The city behind him had already disappeared from sight.
Why is it that I just want to set up a stall, and there are people who won’t let earn money peacefully?
Why do they feel so proud of gaining without working?
What gives them the right to speak so confidently?
However, these thoughts that had been circling in his mind for a long ti and preventing him from being happy, gradually disappeared as the city behind him grew farther and farther away.
Along with the excitent, disappointnt, surprise, bewildernt, joy, and pride of selling sweet potatoes, bones, and waterlons these past few days, as well as the little tortoise’s confusion about the various things in the city, everything vanished.
On the twenty-sixth, stewed at; on the twenty-seventh, slaughtered chicken; on the twenty-eighth, leavened dough; on the twenty-ninth, stead bun; on the thirtieth, pasted couplet…
The New Year’s rhy that he didn’t finish reciting in his heart this morning resounded again.
Going ho for the New Year!
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
…
What cos next in the song?
Well, keep on saying congratulations, congratulations…
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you
…
The pterosaur in the sky, flying with soaring wings, even though the wings cannot reach as high as the clouds, they still manage to stir up dozens of feet of snowflakes from the ground.
Nobody knows that all the pterosaur is thinking about are these nonsensical things.
Go ho for the New Year!
(Hehe!
Anyone who started humming along to “Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to you” in their mind, please co forward and identify yourselves!)
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