Open a fish pond and become the richest man

Chapter 122 The Village's Corn Is Accepted

"Cao, are you so arrogant?"

"Brother Snake, get him!"

"Yes Brother Snake, give me an order to kill this maggot crawling out of the cesspit."

Shepi and others walked forward, the folks in Xialiu Village were ordinary people after all, so they could only back away in fright.

Li Sihu was sitting on the tractor, watching Shepi coldly as he walked to a stop two meters in front of him.

The four eyes met, and the snake skin's smile became colder and colder.

"I'll give you a chance, get out of the car, kneel in front of me and say I'm sorry Brother Snake, take your people away." Shepi said.

He used to pay homage to the mountain gate and Li Sihu's place, but Li Sihu was so superior that he didn't even bother to accept him.

Unexpectedly, he also has today.

He is the shadow of a famous tree, but Shepi is not afraid of Li Sihu. He thinks that he got along well in the past mainly because he has many brothers.

But now his brothers are all gone, Huofeng has the final say in the county, and he has more than a dozen people under his command. In front of him, Li Sihu is not even a younger brother.

Now that he has met, he doesn't mind regaining the face he lost before.

"I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize to my brother." Li Sihu glanced at him lightly.

As fellow bastards, there is no one who understands the strengths and weaknesses of bastards better than Li Sihu.

It's like marching and fighting in ancient times. When the power is evenly matched, the generals will fight.

If one party has an absolute advantage, the advantage will start a pack of wolves for gang fights.

Basically this is how it works.

But today is different, Li Sihu seems to be alone, but there are a group of farmers behind him, really annoying, the good tricks in these crop fields are much more dangerous than the gangsters.

Moreover, Shepi has a grudge with Li Sihu, and this grudge is about face, and it's okay if you don't report it, so Shepi began to express his stance when Li Sihu appeared, this is a personal grudge, it has nothing to do with you all.

Shepi was very satisfied to see those farmers backed away after being frightened by his own group.

However, Li Sihu asked him to kneel down and apologize to the cowardly person who was punched by him but dared not make a sound.

"Anyone who doesn't want to get blood splashed on their bodies, get the hell out of here." Shepi didn't bother to answer Li Sihu, and stared at the fellow behind Li Sihu with her hideous eyes.

"Brother Hu, fight him." Zhang Dashun didn't know where the courage came from, and directly pulled out the handle of the tractor.

Shepi cast a wink, and immediately a young man with a brat tattoo on his arm walked towards Zhang Dashun with a pickaxe handle and a sinister smile.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Dashun's forehead, and several villagers wanted to help, but the ferocious smile of the kid became more and more frightening, so he could only take a step back involuntarily.

Some timid ones even turned their heads aside, as if everything here had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Dashun panicked, and couldn't help taking a step back.

But at this moment, his eyes blurred, and he heard a bang, and the bastard holding the pickaxe fell to the ground, and the pickaxe in his hand fell into Li Sihu's hands at some point.

Li Sihu raised the handle of the pickaxe, pointed at the snakeskin, and shouted: "Da Shun, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" Zhang Dashun yelled through gritted teeth, and at the same time his face was flushed, he was tightly holding the handle in his hand, and the veins on his arms were bulging.

"Very good." Li Sihu smiled, his eyes narrowed gradually, "Shepi, you have only one choice, kneel down and kowtow to my brother to apologize."

"Come on, kill him!" Shepi snorted coldly, waved his hand, and took the lead in raising the pickaxe to hit Li Sihu's head.

Li Sihu dodged his head sideways, and slapped him on the shoulder with his backhand, with a plop, and accompanied by a scream, Li Sihu knocked the snakeskin to the ground as soon as he met his face.

He ignored the snake skin, but rushed towards the other bastards.

At this time, Zhang Dashun's eyes were also red, and he swung his handle round and rushed towards the fighting crowd.

"Folks, we are all from the same village. We have to stick together when we come out. We can't let others bully us. Go ahead and beat them to death."

I don't know who yelled, and the crowd was furious!

"Go, kill them!"

If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. Even the timid ones rushed forward, everyone rushed forward, and the number directly gained the upper hand. Then it was one-sided, and the gangsters were beaten and retreated.

Li Sihu overturned a bastard, then dropped the handle of the pickaxe and walked towards the snake skin, grabbed him by the neck and dragged him up like a dead dog.

"Stop it all!"

Li Sihu burst out, and everyone fought and retreated, then stopped and stood in two rows in sharp contrast.

The people brought by the snake skin had been beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces, and Li Sihu also suffered a few injuries, but compared with the snake skin people, they were much more energetic. Morale is at its lowest.

"You lose, kneel down and kowtow." Li Sihu pushed the snake skin to the ground with a sudden force.

His younger brothers all had flaming eyes and wanted to rescue his eldest brother, but the villagers of Xialiu Village refused to give up an inch to oppress him again.

The meaning is very clear, that is, if you have the ability to fight, you little bastards are just like that. They look fierce, but in fact they are not even scumbags.

Shepi's angry eyes could even spit out fire. This loss was too embarrassing, and his brothers who accompanied him in the southern and northern wars could not beat a group of stinky farmers.

rubbish!
"I'm sorry!" He knelt on the ground and lowered his head in humiliation.

There is no way, this is the rule of the road, unless you want to become a useless person, otherwise you can continue to be tough.

Zhang Dashun never expected that one day a powerful bastard would kneel down and apologize to him.

All this is because of the young Fa Xiao who is about the same age as him.

"Brother Hu, awesome!" He yelled sincerely.

The villagers also laughed loudly, "Yes, Brother Hu is awesome!"

Li Sihu looked at Shepi condescendingly, "Go back and tell those people that the old man in this village has accepted the corn, and fair competition is fine. If you want to make a fool of yourself, I, Li Sihu, will accompany you to the end."

"Okay!" The folks in Xialiu Village clapped their hands and cheered.

This is domineering.

They have been poor in Xialiu Village for too long, so long that every person in Xialiu Village has lost their bones, and they will be bullied wherever they go. The bastard beat him.

What does this mean?Xialiu Village is about to rise.

The key point is Li Sihu, who is young but always frightening.

"Brother, isn't this snake skin too cowardly?"

A few dozen meters away, a few people were lying in a ditch by the side of the road, watching from afar.

"Shut up, Li Sihu and the others are too powerful..." Zhu Laoba murmured.

He regretted a little, regretted standing on the opposite side of Li Sihu, if he had messed with Li Sihu earlier, with his intelligence...

It's just that it's not as important as Li Chunling, but it's better than that little daughter-in-law of Wang Feng's family, right?

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Zhu Laoba felt that his intestines were ruined.

"What shall we do now?" Tie Shuan asked in a low voice.

"Go back, tell the village chief, don't provoke him, this is an animal..." Zhu Laoba said weakly, and then several people disappeared into the ditch.

(End of this chapter)