A deep mark was cut on the beam, but the little boy jumped onto another beam as nimbly as a monkey.

"Uncle, this game is fun, come on, come and chop me!"

The little boy was sitting astride a beam on the side like a horse, making faces at the big boss.

When the boss's sword chased him, he could always jump to another place earlier, and missed his sword every time.

The headmaster was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He shouted to the people below him: "Get out of here, all of you. Close the door and lock it from the outside. No matter who yells, you are not allowed to open the door. I can't bear to see you even a fly."

If you don’t let him go, you will have to follow the little devil to the end!”

The heavy door was slowly closed. The little boy looked at the closed door with stone strips inserted from the outside, with a smirk on his lips.

"Uncle, I've even given you up a few times, but you can't catch me. Now it's my turn to chase you!"

The little boy stood on the beam, holding his hands in front of him, and spoke condescendingly to the panting boss below.

Without waiting for the boss to express his position, the little boy pulled out a long whip from behind like a magic trick.

"Uncle, let's see what you can do!"

Before he finished speaking, a whip was whipped in front of the headmaster.

"Snapped!"

"ah!"

The boss screamed, covering his eyes and taking several steps back.

"You little devil, how can you whip out the whip before you finish shouting?" he roared, very dissatisfied.

The little boy shrugged, "I gave you enough time to escape, but uncle, you are slow to react, you have Alzheimer's disease!"

"Take another move!"

He shouted and whipped the headmaster again.

This time, the boss was on guard and raised the sword in his hand to block it.

Unexpectedly, the whip suddenly changed its direction and hooked his lower body.

A strong force struck, and the boss's burly body, like a big black bear, was knocked to the ground.

Next, the whip fell like raindrops on the head, back and legs of the big boss.

It was so intense that the head master was unable to resist.

And I don’t know what material the whip is made of. When it hits a person, it’s extremely painful.

There are also barbs on it, and every time the whip is pulled out and pulled out, some skin and flesh will be taken away.

What an evil little devil!

The eldest boss knows that he is in trouble now. Maybe the second boss’s talk earlier was also caused by this little devil!

"Open the door, open the door quickly, let me out!"

The big boss ran behind the gate and banged on the gate desperately.

While looking back in horror, the little boy's whip arrived again.

"Snapped!"

The whip hit her waist directly, causing her pants to fall off.

The boss was dodging left and right in the hall with his trousers held up in both hands.

"Uncle, you are so naughty. The old man even wears red nose pants, eh~"

The little boy chased and teased.

The boss said breathlessly: "What the hell do you know? A man can have no money or power, but he must be sexy!"

"Hahaha..." the little boy laughed loudly.

"This explanation is quite cool, I like it!"

Then, the whip in his hand began to swing more cheerfully.

The boss got caught by his fallen trousers and fell down.

He struggled and climbed behind the door again, banging on the door as hard as he could: "Open the door, open the door, help!"

But, it's too late.

The little boy who had turned into a 'little devil' in his eyes had already caught up with him. The whip wrapped around the big master's legs and dragged him back like a pig to death, leaving two bloody marks on the ground...

Outside the hall, the bandit brothers gathered together, talking and speculating about the scene inside at this time.

Suddenly, a bandit brother said: "No, I seem to hear our boss shouting for help?"

The others were stunned for a moment, and then laughed at him: "How come you have something wrong with your ears at such a young age? Is this possible?"

"How is that possible? Not to mention our master's martial arts skills and his sword weighing several dozen kilograms, our master can crush that brat's head into a pulp even with his body!"

"Crushed into a pulp? Isn't that too cruel? I think that little devil is quite interesting, smart and good-looking. He will definitely be a handsome man when he grows up, and he can even catch up with my appearance..."

"You are ugly, shut up, we are going to vomit..."

"Ha, no matter how handsome the little ghost is, if it falls into the hands of our boss, I'm afraid he won't grow up."

The crowd's sighs and laughter once again covered up the cry for help coming from inside.

It wasn't until the second master took care of the wound and returned that someone heard the sound inside again.

"Something is really wrong. It seems like our boss is calling for help!"

"What are you doing so stupidly? Open the door quickly!"

As soon as everyone worked together to move the big stone bar away, the door opened from the inside.

The scene in front of them surprised everyone so much that their eyes and jaws almost dropped to the ground.

On the tiger-skin chair, the little boy from before was sitting there proudly, while their boss was trampled under the little boy's feet.

"Oh my God, with this face...are we still the boss?" they asked in shock.

"Everyone, get in here!"

The boss under the tiger-skin chair tried his best to shout at everyone with his swollen and bruised eyes.

Everyone entered the hall with hunched shoulders. The leader took out a black iron token from his arms and raised it above his head.

When everyone saw the black iron token, they all knelt down.

I just heard the headmaster take a deep breath and announce loudly in a heart-breaking voice: "From now on, the cottage will change owners, and the strong one will prevail. I will step down as the headmaster. From now on, the headmaster will be this new little brother."

, everyone, please call me big brother!”

Everyone looked at each other, greatly surprised by this sudden decision.

The second boss stood up and said angrily: "Brother, are you kidding me? We have a bunch of old men with their heads tied to their belts. How can we let a little kid be the boss? I'm the first one.

Not convinced!"

"I'm not convinced either. There are so many of us, but we're afraid we can't beat a little kid... ah!"

Before the last word could even be heard, a dark shadow passed before my eyes.

The person who spoke was slapped on the face, and his body was kicked out of the hall like a torn sack. He fell on the stone steps outside the hall and rolled down again until no one could be seen and wailing could be heard.

Everyone recovered from their shock and found that the little boy who was supposed to be sitting on the tiger-skin chair was actually standing in the middle of the hall.

No one among them even saw how the little boy took action. The person who made the rude remarks earlier was kicked away.

The hall suddenly became silent, and everyone shrank back, not daring to meet the little boy's eyes.
Chapter completed!