Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 Spring plowing is getting closer, and the people in Fangjiazhuang are gradually getting busy.

　　 Boss Li has recently become obsessed with collecting fertilizer, and he wanders around Zhuangzi all day.

"what is that?"

　　 After picking up a lump of cow dung, Boss Li straightened up with satisfaction, but he saw the crowds coming from Lijiazhuang.

　　In an instant, Boss Li threw away his back basket, turned around and shouted at the few bear kids playing in the field: "The people from Lijiazhuang are here to beat the young master! Go and call for someone!"

　　 Without saying a word, a few bear kids ran to the Zhuanghu residential area not far away.

　　 Boss Li carried the bamboo clip himself and rushed over with a flushed face.

　　 "The people from Lijiazhuang beat the young master!"

　　 "The people of Lijiazhuang killed the young master!"

　　 "……"

　　 With the sharp screams of the children, the entire residential area of ​​the villagers in Fangjiazhuang was agitated.

　　 "Boy damn! Where is the kitchen knife at home?"

　　 "Father, don't go to your old man's house."

　　 "I haven't walked yet! Today, I have to retaliate a few people from Lijiazhuang to avenge the young master!"

　　 "Brother, why did you take all the domestic snakes?"

　　 "……"

　　All people, men and women, old and young. Kitchen knife, chopper, spatula, rolling pin...

　　Everyone gathered at the intersection, and an old man walking tremblingly stood up and asked, "How is the young master to us?"

　　 Everyone yelled hard, "Okay!"

　　 The old man shouted and asked again: "The people from Lijiazhuang beat the young master, what should we do?"

　　 Everyone blushed and shouted vigorously: "The man who turned Lijiazhuang!"

　　 The old man waved his hand, coughing and shouted: "Then...cough cough...what are you waiting for! Chong...cough cough...go up...cough cough cough!"

　　 "Kill it!"

　　 The crowd rushed towards Lijiazhuang.

　　 A seven or eight-year-old boy ran with a wooden stick, but was accidentally tripped by a stone on the ground, and his hands and feet were scratched.

　　 "Master gave me candies, Master gave me candies..."

　　 The child got up, gritted his teeth and rushed over.

　　 Seeing that no one is taking care of himself, the old man hurriedly yelled to his grandson: "Sanwa, hurry up and carry me."

　　 But Fang Xing didn't panic at all. He took out his binoculars and watched the crowds in Lijiazhuang. When he saw that the ones at the front were completely dressed and Kong Wu was powerful, he shouted at Xin Laoqi:

　　 "Lao Qi, the one in front is probably Jia Ding, give Lao Tzu a hard hit!"

　　 Xin Laoqi nodded when he heard the words: "Master, don't worry!"

　　 "Put up the shield!"

　　 Ten famous artists, ten shields, directly erected a ‘wall’ on the flat ground.

　　 Watching the crowds approaching, Fang Xing took out a cylindrical object from his bag.

　　 "It really is a group of thugs! Fortunately, I have a secret weapon."

　　 Fang Xing, who found something good, is now a shotgun changer. He pulled the safety pin and pulled hard when the crowd was almost rushing forward. He rounded his arm and threw the cylinder toward the middle of the crowd.

　　 "嗤嗤!"

　　 When the cylinder started to smoke, the crowd also collided with the shield.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Under the impact force like a wave, all the housekeepers clenched their teeth and persisted, even the one who had stayed behind followed suit to withstand it.

　　 Boss Li arrived just in time, he jumped up from behind the shield, and gave a man with a dung-clamping bamboo clip.

　　 "Ah! My face!"

"hold onto!"

　　 Xin Laoqi was yelling, he knew that the first wave of impact had to be blocked, otherwise the shield formation would be scattered.

　　 "Cough cough cough!"

"my eyes!"

　　 "I can't see it anymore!"

　　 At this time Fang Woke's second tear gas had been thrown out, and the middle of the crowd was covered in smoke, and coughing and screaming came from inside.

　　 As soon as the impact was reduced, Xin Laoqi immediately noticed it sharply. He shouted: "Counterattack! Counterattack!"

　　 The family members emerged from behind the shield, and the swing sticks in their hands lashed towards the opposite side.

"what!"

　　 The power of swinging the stick is of course needless to say, the ghosts and wolves who were beaten by Li Mao's high hopes, backed one after another.

　　 The crowd was disturbed by tear gas. At this time, seeing that the mainstay family members were defeated, they immediately shouted, turned and ran away.

　　 numb! The rent of the Li family is not low, I can't even eat enough to eat, and I still sell my life!

　　 There was a wolf rushing towards the pig, Fang Xing shouted when he saw this: "Throw the shield away and chase it!"

　　 The people in Lijiazhuang are all escaping, why do you need a shield at this time!

　　 The shield was lost, and the family members who went lightly chased their counterparts. As for the dealers, just drive back according to Fang Xing's arrangement.

　　 Li Mao stood on the roof of his residence, watching his side being chased by more than a dozen people running around the ground, suddenly a little annoyed.

　　 Turning around, Li Mao said to the middle-aged man behind him: "Master Mao, please do it yourself."

　　 The middle-aged man replied, "Master Li, you are optimistic!"

　　 Since Li Mao was humiliated by Fangjiazhuang's young wife, he had learned from it and invited this master.

　　 Usually more than a dozen family members can't walk a few laps under this master Mao, then Fangjiazhuang's is not much better, right?

　　 Li Mao said fiercely: "Master Mao, remember to beat me hard!"

　　 The middle-aged man arched his hands and then jumped off the roof ~www.wuxiaspot.com~He was very light.

　　 In just a few minutes, all the dealers in Lijiazhuang ran away, leaving only the family members struggling to support.

　　 "Hit! Hit hard!"

　　 The old Xin Qiyi stick flipped an opponent, blood-red eyes patrolling around. When a family member who wanted to attack from the side saw him, he screamed in fright and ran away.

　　 Bell was by Fang Xing's side eagerly trying to rush up, but Fang Xing held his head down, and could only whimper unwillingly.

　　 "Master, here we come!"

　　 At this time, Fang Xing's body froze like a galloping horse behind him. He got up, turned his head slowly, and saw the villagers holding simple weapons.

　　 Fang Xing felt a little fever in his eyes, like a child being bullied outside. When he was downcast, he saw countless partners shouting.

　　 After Li Mao saw this scene, his legs almost became soft.

　　 Isn’t the population of Fangjiazhuang the same as here? But how come out!

　　 "Young...Master!"

　　 The entourage behind him was so frightened by the surging crowd that he almost urinated.

　　 "Master, let's go quickly."

　　 Li Mao wanted to see Master Mao's situation first, but when he looked far away, he happened to see Master Mao and two Fangjiazhuang family members facing each other.

"drink!"

　　Master Mao leaped into the air, and the long stick in his hand slashed towards his head.

　　 "A good move to smash Huashan!"

　　 The family members who were beaten behind and started to escape stopped when Master Mao was upstream from the crowd just now, hoping that this oblation could reverse the situation.

　　Master Mao did not live up to everyone's high expectations, so he rushed forward with extraordinary momentum, seeing that his self-confidence was simply overwhelming.