The Richest Man Yang Fei

After they had almost practiced the basic decomposition movements, Yang Fei moved in a loud speaker and played music.

As soon as the cheerful music came out, many active aunts and sisters jumped up.

Accompanied by music, everyone danced more happily.

"Boss, there are still many people who can't learn it. Look, do you want to get rid of these people?" Su Tong leaned into Yang Fei's ear and asked.

"No. Just let them make up for it. This square dance is all about crowds. Even if half of the people can't dance, as long as they are twisting their bodies, it's fine! It's just for fun, it's not a competition! It doesn't have to be that particular."

"Boss, you are so kind-hearted. I'm afraid that the people who get it will be unhappy and won't get fifty yuan and clothes!"

"Hehe, everyone is happy, that's the real joy."

In one afternoon, Lin Feiying used her youthful vigor and professional skills to finally train all the old women so-so.

Although it was cold weather, Lin Feiying was sweating profusely.

"Thanks for your hard work." Yang Fei handed over a clean towel, "Let's have a rest and eat, you have to work hard at night, continue to strengthen yourself."

"It's okay, my daily training intensity is much higher than this." Lin Feiying took the towel and gently wiped off her sweat.

Su Yan!

Every eyebrow is a natural growth.

Every pore is unpolluted by cosmetics.

Such a pretty face is so comfortable to look at.

"It's hard to teach, isn't it?" Yang Fei looked into her clear and bright eyes with a hint of appreciation for beauty.

"Fortunately, I found that these aunts actually have huge energy in their hearts, and they usually don't have the opportunity to explode. This kind of square dance just tickled their itches. Because it is a group dance, the individual's shyness and incongruity, it is not easy. It will be infinitely magnified, but let them perform without any scruples, which intensifies the release of their inner desire." Lin Feiying smiled.

"Really? You mean, in fact, they all have a girlish heart?"

"Yes, it's a girl's heart. I have a hunch that this kind of dance will be very popular."

Yang Fei touched his chin, wondering if the square dance would be popular?

definitely will.

I just don't know, is there such a thing in the north in this era?

At night, the small Daping of the village set up a pole fire, warming the sky of the entire Taohua Village.

There is fire, music and dancing.

The point is, there are beauties!

People from Peach Blossom Village almost came out to watch.

People from many nearby villages also heard the news and came to join in the fun.

Tie Lianping, the village party secretary, and Su Changqing, the village director, squatted in front of the square dance team, smoking while watching the dance with a smile.

The booming pole fire made everyone's faces glow red.

The Peach Blossom Village, once a pool of stagnant water, is now alive.

She is so full of vigor, like a beautiful girl raised in a deep boudoir, once elected to the king's side, the whole village will ascend to heaven.

The king is not someone else, but Comrade Yang Fei, who is known as the God of Wealth and aliased as a hero.

At night, Yang Fei arranged for Lin Feiying and Su Tong to sleep in the same room.

Yang Fei was lying on the bed, thinking about some details of tomorrow's reception work.

The night in the countryside is truly peaceful, with only the sound of nature and the sounds of nature.

Human hearing, at this moment, will become extraordinarily sharp.

There was a light and crisp sound outside the house.

It was the sound of thick straw being broken by gravity.

Yang Fei listened intently, and heard soft footsteps again!

He stood up vigilantly, picked up a hatchet hidden under the pillow, tiptoed to the window, and looked outside.

Su Tong's room is next to his.

The Su family is poor, and the wooden windows are covered with a layer of plastic film to keep out the wind and rain.

Such a film,

Such a wooden window can be easily destroyed by thieves, and they can break into the house and commit murder.

After Tieniu peeked at Su Tong's bath last time, Yang Fei became even more vigilant.

Under the hazy and faint moonlight outside, only two black shadows could be seen flickering.

Yang Fei remained calm and came to Su Tong's room.

Before he could knock, the door opened.

Su Tong and Lin Feiying stood at the door. Seeing that it was Yang Fei, they hissed and pointed out the window.

It turned out that they also heard the noise.

Both of them were wearing pajamas, although it was a little cold, they didn't care about it.

Yang Fei nodded and said in a low voice, "Let them in."

Su Tong was taken aback, lowered his voice and said, "Let it in? What if they kill someone?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here! To catch a thief is to catch the current one!" Yang Fei sneered.

Su Tong nodded. She had unprincipled admiration for Yang Fei's physical ability, and she felt that the boss would definitely be able to deal with thieves.

"Could it be the iron bull?" Su Tong's resentment and prejudice against that black bull were deeply rooted.

At this time, two black shadows appeared on the window.

Under the reflection of the sky, Yang Fei and the others stood in the dark, like watching a shadow puppet show, seeing their actions clearly.

The thief outside, listening to the movement inside, made sure that there was no sound, so he boldly pried open the window.

These two thieves were courageous and strong. They broke off a window post and used their strength together.

The wooden windows of the Su family were old, and they were old and rotten due to the wind and rain. With the joint efforts of the two thieves, they finally lost the ability to defend the family.

There was a crisp click.

The window post is broken.

Su Tong and Lin Feiying tensed up and leaned behind Yang Fei.

The window covered with plastic film was quickly destroyed. One person climbed up the window, curled up, and got in, and the other climbed up the window quickly.

The second thief turned his body on his back, with his legs on the ground, and before his head came in, two bright flashlights shone on the head of the first thief.

The first thief raised his hand subconsciously, covering his eyes.

The lights in the room flicked on.

At this moment, Yang Fei's hatchet had already hit his head.

Fortunately, Yang Fei was merciful and used the back of the knife!

Otherwise, this thief would have reported to Hades long ago!

"Ah!" Howled like a pig.

Yang Fei raised the knife and slapped the opponent on the head again.

The thief's head was bleeding, and there was no room for resistance at all. He held his head in his hands, squatted on the ground, and hissed: "Stop beating, stop beating, you've killed him!"

Yang Fei was not the Holy Mother, he kicked over, and the hard leather shoe toe hit the opponent's chest.

The thief bowed into a ball in pain.

Yang Fei kicked several times neatly, making sure that the "five scumbags of war" had completely lost their fighting power, and then turned to deal with the thief on the window.

The thief was wearing a gray jacket. When he turned his back into the room, his clothes turned up and got stuck by the window. He was trying to break free. Half of his body was in the room, with his head and neck still outside the window.

Hearing the screams of his companions, he realized that the action had failed, so he wanted to crawl out, but who knew he was stuck, unable to get out or in.

Yang Fei slashed at his tailbone.

"Ouch!" The jacket sucked in pain, and his legs kept kicking.

Yang Fei found a rope and tied him around the waist, then rolled up his clothes to expose his belly and back, and tied him tightly to the window.

Damn, don't you like drilling people's windows?

Then let you drill enough!

The posture of the jacket is kept in a very strange way. From the room, it looks like a half-person without a head.

"Hey, hey! Put me down, I'm sick! It's cold!" the jacket yelled.

"Do thieves dare to bargain?" Yang Fei slashed at his tailbone again.

With such strength, everyone in the room heard the sound of bones breaking. It is estimated that this guy will not be able to lie flat or sit up for a few months.