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A fat figure stepped between the two before Ma Yongzhen could block him. His right hand was holding a spatula used for cooking, which he used to block Blackfur's axe. His left hand was extended to block Ma Yongzhen's fist.

This man was called Iron Blade, but not many people knew his real name. They all called him Iron Master.

Hei Mao happened to be one of the people who knew Tie Dao's name. His eyes revealed a look of disbelief; he did not expect to run into him here.

At this moment, Ma Yongzhen was also incomparably shocked. One must know that his angry punch was enough to kill an ox. In the end, it was so easily blocked by someone.

The fat figure did not pay attention to the two's thoughts, and with a twist of his right hand, he threw out the axe in Blackfur's hand.

The axe flew to a withered old tree in the yard and chopped the old tree into two with a 'kacha' sound.

The field was completely silent. Who would have thought that the ironsmith who built the fire and cooked the rice was actually a hidden expert?

"Boss Tie, you …" Why are you here? " Blackfur couldn't even speak very quickly. When he first came out of the martial arts world, this fatty was in his prime.

"There's no Boss Tie here, only an old man with a fire to cook." I just want this courtyard to be safe and sound, I don't want anyone to cause trouble here, do you understand? "

Master Tie did not hesitate to interrupt Hei Mao. His fat body stood in the middle of the field, exuding the bearing of a towering mountain.

"But some of them took things that they shouldn't have. If I don't find them, there's no way I can explain myself," Hei Mao gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"No, no one takes your things here. Please leave now." Master Tie's gentle eyes became as sharp as an eagle's.

Black Hair took a step back when he met Master Iron's sharp eyes. "Alright, since you say you don't have one, then I'll pretend I don't have one." Brothers, let's go! "

Abandoning the drunk Chun Feng who had his hands and feet broken, the black hair fiercely swept a glance at the yard, then left with his tail between his legs, losing his overflowing arrogance from before.

At this moment, everyone was interested in Master Tie's identity. As long as one wasn't a fool, one could guess that Master Tie's previous identity definitely wasn't simple.

"Alright, it's alright now. Let's do what we should do, everyone!" Master Tie waved his hand to urge them to leave. The only ones left were the miserable drunkard Chun Yu, Ma Yongzhen, and his daughter.

"Master Tie, you …?" Ma Yongzhen asked with a puzzled expression.

"Don't ask anymore, I'm just a normal cook," Master Tie said as he rubbed Little Flower's head. After sighing, he walked back to his room.

"Wu, wu, wu, wu. Dad, dad …" You've lost a lot of blood, so don't scare me! " Little Flower hugged the drunk spring, whose arms and legs had been broken, and his tears kept dripping down.

"Little Flower, don't cry. "Hurry up and send your dad to the hospital." Tie Ju patted Little Flower's shoulder in consolation.

Little Flower was still crying non-stop. No matter how sensible she was, she was still a little girl around ten years old. What else could she do other than cry in this situation?

"Don't cry, don't cry. "What are you two still standing around for? Hurry up and help!" Tie Ju lifted up the drunkard Chun and shouted at Ma Yongzhen.

After being stunned for a moment, youtiao immediately went up to help carry the drunkard Chun Chun onto his back. Ma Yongzhen didn't seem to hear Tie Ju's words and turned around to walk back into the house.

After a while, he came out of the house again with a bag of unknown items in his hand.

Glancing at Little Flower's father and daughter, he resolutely walked out of the door. Seeing his back, Tie Ju vaguely guessed what he was going to do.

"Ma Yongzhen, where are you going? Come back to me, come back, do you hear me? Ma Yongzhen, Ma Yongzhen! "

Ma Yongzhen did not even look back as Tie Ju shouted.

In a corner out of sight, a vigorous figure slipped away into the darkness.