The two elderly people were terrified, their faces pale, and dared not argue.
However, six or seven-year-old Yang Hucheng suddenly let out a roar.
"Who dares to drive me and my grandparents away, we will not leave, my parents aren't dead, my dad is very powerful, if he comes and hears you talk like this, he will definitely beat you half to death!"
His words were filled with a vicious air.
Immediately after, he suddenly jumped up, leaping four or five meters high, and pounced fiercely toward the group of villagers.
Instantly, the group of villagers scattered in fright.
Just as Yang Hucheng was about to pounce, his body suddenly came to a halt in mid-air, as if grabbed by an invisible giant hand.
At this moment!
The little old man was lifting a hand, as if he had caught him from afar.
He swung his hand forward, and immediately, Yang Hucheng was thrown back, crashing heavily to the ground.
In pain, he let out a shrill and miserable scream, spitting out blood.