Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"Fuck you, that bastard Zheng Quan is too dishonest, you must talk to him well today, don't we, Paoyi people, are easy to bully?"

"That's right, this guy is so fucking rude. I really think we country people are easy to bully. If he doesn't give an explanation today, it will be endless."

Hearing this, Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It was a shame that his brain cells died a while ago. He was looking for someone named Zheng Quan, so it didn't matter to them.

These people passed by in front of Wan Feng and Zhang Xian in a gust of wind.

"Let's go!" After they passed by, Wan Feng pulled Zhang Xian and left. The murderous look of those people was obviously looking for that bastard named Zheng Quan to settle accounts.

This kind of thing must be avoided, and blood should not be splashed on the body.

The two hurriedly walked a dozen steps, and Wan Feng stopped suddenly.

After the break, Zhang Xian was caught off guard and bumped into Wan Feng with a bang.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhang Xian looked confused.

Zheng Quan? Brother Quan also has the word Quan, could it be that this group of people is looking for Brother Quan?

Paoai is located in the northwest of the Bohai Sea, close to the Bohai Bay. They seem to have been classified as the urban area of ​​Bohai Sea in the late 1990s, and they are still considered rural areas now.

This is Xigang District, and Pao Ai seems to be under the jurisdiction of Xigang District.

Brother Quan should be the agent of Xigang District. These people are most likely to sell electronic watches and most likely have been tricked by Zheng Quan. They are here to settle accounts.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng couldn't help feeling relieved, just now, you bastard looked down on us country people, and now some country people have come to settle accounts with you.

This is really a living report of the present world.

"Hey, let's go back to the theater."

"Watching a play?" Zhang Xian was confused, what kind of play are he watching?

"These people must be looking for the bastard just now, don't you think we shouldn't applaud and support?"

Zhang Xian immediately recovered his spirits: "How do you know that you are looking for that bastard?"

"Hey, don't you know when you go back and have a look?"

Wan Feng's guess is correct, these people really went to Brother Quan's house.

These people and Brother Quan obviously knew each other well before going in.

Wan Feng took Zhang Xian and walked back to the door of Brother Quan's previous family and listened carefully to the movement of Brother Quan's house.

If you can't go to the stage to watch a play, then you become an actor.

Wan Feng is well aware of this truth, so he can't get too close.

"Zheng Quan, you are so paralyzed that you gave Tang Lao Liu 12 yuan and us 14 yuan. What do you mean?"

After a few minutes of silence, Zheng Quan's family's voice suddenly became louder.

"I can give whatever price I like, and I can get it if I can. I can't take it and go to others. I'll compare the goods all day long, as if I love to serve you bumpkins."

Wan Feng proudly said to Zhang Xian: "How is it? I guessed right?"

Zhang Xian was also in a good mood, just now he was very angry with this guy, now seeing someone trouble him, he smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"You idiot, beat this bastard, at worst, you won't take it from him in the future."

Then came the crackling, sputtering, take-out batches of this puff.

Although the scene inside could not be seen through the courtyard wall, Wan Feng still had a smile on his face. The sound was simply a wonderful symphony.

Should! You bastard, you can't see clearly that the country people call you a scorpion.

"Did you hear that there is a fight?"

"Brother, what do you think this bastard will be beaten into?"

"I'll be beaten into a shape."

Zhang Xian was depressed: "What is the shape?"

"How the hell do you hang out with Hao Qing every day, and you don't know how to compare? Believe it or not, I'll kick you?"

Zhang Xian started to touch his head, and then hehehe.

What surprised Wan Feng was that Zheng Quan's family had turned upside down, and none of these neighbors came out, not even to watch the fun.

Wan Feng did not believe that if someone in his family would not have heard such a big movement, it is true that people in the city are indifferent.

In his previous life, Wan Feng had never lived in the city, and the reason for his indifference was one of the reasons why he always refused to enter the city.

Especially in the period of living in high-rise buildings, once the anti-theft door is closed, I don’t even know the name of the door and neighbors in a unit. What’s the point of living like this.

It's better to live in a rural town, at least there are gossips.

While Wan Feng was thinking wildly, the door of Zheng Quan's house seemed to be knocked open suddenly, and a man ran out of the door in a bloody gourd. After hitting the wall opposite Zheng Quan's house, he left and ran out of the alley crookedly.

Who is not Zheng Quan?

With blood on his face, Zheng Quan staggered towards the outside of the alley, turning his head back in panic as he ran.

If you run with all your heart and soul, it's over, don't you look back, you fell, didn't you?

Zheng Quan just ran in front of Wan Feng and fell down in a panic.

Two more people ran out of the yard of Zheng Quan's house, carrying sticks in their hands.

"Abolish him, let the bastard use a cane for the rest of his life, you two little bastards get lost!"

Wan Feng has no objection to letting Zheng Quan walk on crutches in his next life, and even Wan Feng has no objection to letting him live in a coffin, but he doesn't like to hear the little bastard.

Now he is obviously the least in the alley, and this little bastard's hat is obviously prepared for him.

Who does the paralyzed Lao Tzu get in the way of watching a play? Dao'er gave way, I'm almost pasting it on the wall as a painting, I've become a little bastard, who is a little bastard? You're a little bastard, and your whole family is a bastard.

Zheng Quan got up in a panic and ran forward staggeringly, but the people behind had already caught up, and a fierce man had already raised the stick in his hand.

Zheng Quan, who was looking back while running, was probably frightened by the stick raised by the other party, his feet slipped again, and he fell to the ground again.

This is bad luck.

Just as the fierce man's stick was about to fall, Wan Feng, who was standing close to the wall, suddenly stretched out a foot, and just rightly tripped over the fierce man's dangling calf.

The result was very simple. The fierce man fell forward with a plop, and the stick in his hand flew out. The other person who followed him was tripped by the fallen fierce man without a hurry. on the ground.

Wan Feng made Zhang Xian around him stick out his tongue in surprise, this plot seems wrong.

"Brother! Broken Empress!" Wan Feng yelled and strode up to Zheng Quan. Without knowing where he got so much strength, he lifted Zheng Quan up with one hand.

Zheng Quan thought he was caught by the other party and began to struggle to death, his hands dancing like windmills.

"If you're paralyzed, you'll die here. I'm here to save you. Run!"

Arched under Zheng Quan's armpit and put his arms around Zheng Quan's waist, he ran out of the alley. If he could run to the street, it would be safer.

Wan Feng led Zheng Quan to the alley in front, Zhang Xian bent down and snatched the flying stick from the fallen man, and blocked the alley with a single turn.

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