Female President's Bodyguard

But before Xu Qing could ask, Fatty Yang had already strode into the field, stepping on the soil that the old man had just loosened.

The weight of more than 200 kilograms is like a pile driver, leaving a deep footprint with every step.

"Old man, let me ask you, where is the nearest village here?" Fatty Yang was used to messing around with the students at school, so he still didn't speak properly at this time.

But the old man hoeed the ground as if he hadn't heard it.

Seeing this, Fatty Yang called the old man a few more times, but the other party still didn't respond.

Fatty Yang had no choice but to turn around and walk back, complaining to Xu Qing: "Fuck, you're deaf!"

The two continued to walk forward aimlessly, but after walking more than ten meters, Fatty Yang suddenly jumped up as if in a panic, covered the back of his head and yelled, "Who the hell hit me?"

Looking down, there was a lump of soil the size of a quail egg on the ridge, which was spinning around.

Fatty Yang looked around suspiciously, fixed his eyes on the old man hoeing the ground, and said angrily: "Grass, this old guy must have thrown it!"

But the old man was still hoeing with his back to him, one hoe after another, very regular, even the footprints were very neat, without any sign of turning around.

How could Fatty Yang care so much about his temper?

Still striding into the field, he sternly asked the old man, "Hey, did you just throw me a lump of dirt?"

The old man still only bent over and swung the hoe forward, but he still didn't respond, and he didn't answer Fatty Yang and Xu Qing at all.

Fatty Yang stood there for a long time, his anger gradually subsided, thinking that this old guy is so old, even if he threw a stone, can I really beat him?
If I punch him casually, either I will wear sackcloth and mourn at his grave, or I will recognize a father again, and I will have to pay him every month's salary.

Thinking of this, Fatty Yang said "Deaf!", turned around and walked forward with Xu Qing who was standing at the head of the field.

But just after walking more than ten meters away, Fatty Yang jumped up again, shouting more frighteningly than before, clutching the back of his head, and immediately squatted on the ground, crying for a headache.

Xu Qing looked down, good guy, it was a quail egg just now, but this time it was a lump of dirt the size of an egg!

Looking at the old man again, the state is exactly the same as before, there is no change at all!

"I fucking abolished him!"

Fatty Yang rubbed his head and rushed towards the old man furiously, but after he raised his fist, he hesitated again, not because he didn't want to hit, but because he really didn't dare to hit.

What should I do if I was punched to death?
Fatty Yang had no choice but to grit his teeth, turned towards the old man's back, and said, "Old man, don't play tricks in front of me! You've offended me, and I'll kill you, believe it or not?"

After all, Fatty Yang returned to Xu Qing's side, rubbed his head, cursed and left.

This time Xu Qing was also puzzled, so when walking, he was more careful than Fatty Yang.

Seeing that he had already walked out of the range of being smashed, Fatty Yang immediately looked back at the old man, and after confirming that he was still digging, he sneered and said:

"This man, sometimes he just needs to be cleaned up! I talk to him carefully, but he doesn't listen. Swear a few words, be honest..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qing suddenly felt something was wrong behind him, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Xu Qing immediately pinned fat Yang who was nagging, and pushed him to the ground.

At the same time, he had already turned around, followed the direction of the sound, and punched to meet him.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and a cloud of dust and mist exploded on Xu Qing's fist, and the scattered soil scoundrels flew around like bullets, causing Fatty Yang on the ground to yell.

Fatty Yang waited for a long time before getting up, and took a look at the scattered pieces on the ground. When put together, the nearby ones are the size of a basketball!

If Xu Qing hadn't made a move just now, such a big lump of soil hit his head, the lightest would be a vegetative state!
Fatty Yang's violent temper, how can he be the master who can bear it again and again?

Immediately scolded "Grass your mother", threw Xu Qing away, then rushed to the field with big strides, pointed at the old man and cursed:
"I've spared you twice, but you're still killing me? It's today, I'll punch you to death, and dig a hole here to bury you!"

But the old man, as if he hadn't heard it, was still waving his hoe and walking forward step by step.

Fatty Yang didn't care about 21, and reached out to pull the old man's shoulder.

Fatty Yang doesn't look fat, but his movements are not slow, and the old man's back is facing him, so he really caught him when he grabbed it.

He firmly grasped the old man's thin shoulders, and sneered in his heart: I am not a fool, I will pay for my life if I kill you.Just let you fall and learn a lesson.

He was about to pull the old man's shoulder back immediately, but after pulling it hard four or five times, it was strange that the old man's shoulder didn't move at all.

"Oh, let me say, are you..."

Fatty Yang was about to ask a question, but suddenly he felt a strange force coming from the old man's shoulders, and he rushed forward with himself weighing 240 jins!
Fatty Yang yelled, "I'm stupid," and he was thrown from behind the old man to the front like a ball of thatch.

Moreover, the force of this swing was astonishing. Fatty Yang had no chance to resist at all, so he fell straight in front of the old man!

Fatty Yang rubbed his body that was almost falling apart, and was about to curse again, but he raised his eyes and immediately shouted: "Grandpa!"

It turned out that after he fell down, he was just lying under the old man's hoe!

At this time, the hoe had already been swung, and the old man had an indifferent expression on his face, as if he hadn't seen Fatty Yang on the ground, he kept the previous frequency and swung the hoe down!

Xu Qing could see clearly from the top of the field, and knew that if the old man hoeed on Fatty Yang with the same strength he used to hoe before, that guy would probably break his stomach.

Xu Qing didn't think much about it, and immediately strode forward like an arrow, rushing to the old man's side, reaching out and holding the old man's hoe in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xu Qing grabbed it, an incomparably fierce sinking force on Hoe's body, like a turbulent wave, brought him down together!
Xu Qing didn't hesitate, let go immediately, and rolled aside, secretly rejoicing: Fortunately, he let go quickly, otherwise he would be caught under the hoe by that huge and incomparable strange force, and died on the spot!
But Fatty Yang was not so lucky. He watched the hoe approaching swiftly, and he screamed in fright, and passed out!
Xu Qing, who fell to the side, knew that he had met an expert, and immediately bowed his hands in respect: "Junior Xu Qing, pay my respects to senior! Please accept the move!"

"bass!"

With a sharp sound, the old man's hoe had already stopped firmly in mid-air without a trace of inertia when Xu Qing called out senior.

The sharp tip of the hoe was only an inch away from Fatty Yang's basketball-sized head.

Fatty Yang woke up with a start, raised his eyelids and saw the sharp point of the hoe, and immediately fainted from fright.

Only then did the old man gently drop the hoe into the field next to Fatty Yang's head, and his stooped figure stretched out instantly, like a vigorous ancient pine.

The old man raised his slightly drooping eyelids, glanced at Xu Qing indifferently, and Gu Jing said calmly, "You have good eyesight, a second late, and this crop will have new fertilizer."