"Damn!"
As soon as Huang Yang saw the somewhat bent hoe in Da Ming's hand, he instantly felt a wave of relief wash over him, thinking that if he hadn't pulled back his hand in time, Da Ming's hoe might have broken his arm.
"Damn, you wanna die?"
Although Huang Yang was afraid of Xiaobao, he really wasn't afraid of these workers, and Da Ming's swing had just scared him, making him feel utterly humiliated.
"Believe it or not, I'll cripple you!" Huang Yang angrily pointed his finger again, looking fiercely at Da Ming.
"Whoosh!"
Just as Huang Yang stretched out his arm again, he felt a whooshing wind, making him shudder and turn to see that many people had gathered around him.
What was critical was that Mao Gen's hoe was already swinging toward his arm.
"I..." Huang Yang watched as the hoe came swiftly towards him and he stepped back again.
However, this time he clearly miscalculated, or maybe Mao Gen swung his hoe too fast, giving him no chance at all as it struck his arm.
