Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Hearing this, Wan Feng's chrysanthemum tightened, and a harsh fact was placed in front of him: Has he become a fat sheep?

Fat sheep is definitely not a good name, and they are usually slaughtered goods.

Now he has been regarded as a fat sheep and has become the target of robbery.

It seems that I am a little too optimistic about the revolutionary situation, and I am a little too convinced that all living beings are happy in broad daylight. These guys are also getting fatter, dare to rob here?

Is there any law of the king?

It's just that this routine is a bit old-fashioned. Is there anything new about taking people to a remote place and then robbing them?

The only novelty is that he was taken to the back of the Tianbai Building, which is probably considered a remote place in the city.

There should be a lot of couples in this place at night, and it's not easy to find a place like this in the city. These idiots make two sets of fake police uniforms just to come here at night as an excuse to catch hooligans. It's safer than robbery during the day, right?

Wan Feng remembered that when he went to the capital in 1992, he lived in the Shijingshan Guest House. The Shijingshan Guest House was next to a forest park. Wan Feng lived there for a week. One night, when the police pulled a large net, the good guy pulled him from the park. There were hundreds of Yingying and Yanyan, many of whom were disheveled, which made him a feast for the eyes.

A lot of white flowers...

Fuck, where did this go? People are going to rob themselves, and there is still a mess of thoughts.

Wan Feng quickly concentrated his mind, took a deep breath and stood leaning against a tree, thinking about the escape route.

Although there are surprise soldiers hiding in the dark, Wan Feng still wants to find a way out, in case he can't beat him.

Don't listen to the nonsense of those masters among the people, there are masters everywhere in the city, Wan Feng doesn't think they can't meet masters.

It's just that it seems too late to run now, one of the three youths has already circled behind him, cutting off his back path.

"Is he a fat sheep? I said, who are you, did you just come here to play with my brothers, and get a milky boy to tell us that he is a fat sheep?" The first young man looked at Wan Feng suspiciously and asked.

Wan Feng was dressed in very ordinary clothes, he looked like a boy from the countryside, not like a fat sheep.

Hua Shirt quickly defended: "He said he wanted to buy a hundred watches. This is not a fat sheep."

The three young men stared at Wan Feng.

"Did you see the film?" A young man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of twisting money.

The floral shirt shook his head.

"Didn't you see the movie, he said he wanted to buy a hundred and you believed him and brought him in? Did you get shit out of your mind?" the young man in the lead scolded.

"Why doesn't it look like it? If this kid has a hundred watches, I'll change my surname." Another young man was lighting a fire.

Hua Shirt also doubted his own judgment. If he was negligent, he should have said goodbye and saw the kid's money before making a decision before bringing the kid in. However, he was not ready to admit his mistake.

"He may not have money for a hundred watches with him, but he certainly has money."

"How much money can a nanny have on him?" said another young man.

Wan Feng said at this time: "I'm just teasing this big brother in the floral shirt. My pockets are cleaner than my face, and I only have a few cents on me."

Now is the time to confess himself. If these robbers let him go, Wan Feng promises not to sue them at the Public Security Bureau.

As soon as the flowered shirt heard something wrong, he quickly said, "Three brothers, it's not because of the meat in this bun. You didn't realize that this custard didn't panic at all. It's not normal. Maybe there is a miracle on him. Don't search How do you know?"

The young man in the lead waved his hand: "That's right, I don't have any business today anyway, so I'm just idle, so I'll do a search, even if I can get enough money for dinner, you! Go there!"

A young man came towards Wan Feng with a sinister smile: "Little brother, don't bark and don't resist. No matter how loud you bark here, you won't be able to hear it on the street. There is no one a hundred meters away. Resisting won't do you any good, brother." Just look at how much money you have on you,

Take it out and brother will let you go. "

Let me see how much money I have on me? I have more than 2,000 yuan on me, if I let you see it, I will feed the cat.

"Brother Xian!" Wan Feng suddenly shouted when the young man was only three or four meters away from his own.

Before Wan Feng could finish his shout, he felt a gust of wind behind him, and Zhang Xian, who had been hiding in the alley, charged towards him like a tiger descending a mountain.

The young man who cut Wan Feng's back was still laughing, but when he heard movement behind him and turned his head, he saw a fist that was constantly expanding in front of him.

Then there was a bang.

He knocked this guy down with just one punch, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xian was in front of the smiling guy in front of Wan Feng. He kicked the opponent's three-pronged area with a flick of his fist and a kick at the bottom.

The guy who wanted to see how much money was in Wan Feng's pocket didn't bother to look at Wan Feng's pocket. He put his hands on his crotch and shook his body twice before falling down.

Seeing Wan Feng's eyelids twitching, I don't know if the opponent's kick is alright?

Fuck, how many battles has this guy fought since he was a child to reach this level?

This is simply the style of special forces, one hit kills!

No, I have to compete with this guy that day. Isn't it an idiot not to take advantage of such a good opponent?

Two of the four guys who were about to slaughter the fat sheep lay down in a blink of an eye. The young man in the lead took out a knife from his pocket, it was spring-loaded.

With a snap, the switchblade popped out.

Holding the knife in his right hand, the young man took a posture and confronted Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian's face also turned serious when facing the switchblade in the opponent's hand.

The two of them confronted each other, and the only ones left standing here were Wan Feng and Hua Shirt.

Wan Feng looked at the flowered shirt and smiled.

Flower Shirt didn't know why Wan Feng was laughing.

"You're laughing!"

"Yeah, I'm just kidding."

"You mean I'm that fart?" The floral shirt still pointed to his nose.

This bastard!

"You do look like a fart."

"Little brat, you dare to call me a fart. Your helper was forced by my brother with a knife. Let me clean you up first."

The flowered shirt rushed towards Wan Feng with teeth and claws.

He could also see that the guy who appeared last was too fierce, and Liu Er hadn't woken up with a single punch, and Mazi was lying on the ground humming. It is not necessarily the opponent of the young man.

If he restrained this brat by himself, that savage guy might be dealt with.

The flower shirt rushed in front of Wan Feng, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wan Feng's shoulder. His plan was to grab Wan Feng's shoulder and throw Wan Feng to the ground, then step on one foot and let the fierce man catch him without a fight.

But Hua Shirt must have never heard a sentence: the ideal is very full, but the reality is full of bones.

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