Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

But being restrained does not mean that they will obey you. If you are impatient, they will rush to beat you. If one fails, there will be a group of them.

They firmly believe in the creed that tigers are still afraid of wolves, and if one of them fails, I will join the gang.

So they just stopped surrounding them and didn't retreat.

Wan Feng was calm and composed: "What are you doing? Am I wrong? You don't admit it's human feces? Look at the virtues of each of you, who are you? Relying on your parents to support you, do you dare to say that you are not human feces? Come! I will give you a chance to prove that you are not human feces. It is very simple. Take out 20 yuan from your body and explain that the money is not for your parents. Yes, I will admit that you are not a human feces and apologize to you, come on!"

No one came out, only one woman hesitated to come out, but she didn't dare to come out when no one came out.

Wan Feng nodded with his right hand one by one: "Look at you guys, you can't even take out 20 yuan and you're forced to have a chicken neck, you are not human feces who are you? Are you not convinced? Then I will prove to Lao Tzu that you are not human feces." , if you can work hard for me, not only will I not call you human feces, but I will treat you as honored guests and promise to give you rewards that you can't even imagine in your dreams, will you do it?"

It's useless to talk softly to these bastards. They have a bad attitude and you have to be worse than them.

Wan Feng looked at the past one by one, and just like this, these guys all raised their faces in an unconvinced posture.

Just as Wan Feng was about to say something, someone suddenly shouted: "Yang Pao's people are here!"

Wan Feng looked back, and sure enough, a group of people poured into the school gate. Oh, I'll go, there are more than 30 people, a large group of people.

And these people are waiting for guys with sticks and pipes in their hands.

It's clear that the good don't come.

Chapter 993 Two Little Tigers

Wan Feng didn't know who Yang Pao was, but he heard Wang Zhonghai mention it once. He said that it was because he injured Yang Pao that he went to Xiao Wu's house to take refuge last time.

Could it be that Yang Pao is here to seek revenge?

Judging by this menacing posture, it is very possible.

Didn't Wang Zhonghai say that the matter has been settled?Which one is singing this again?

Wouldn't it be so unlucky to run into such a thing by giving these bastards a lesson today?

This is a bit of a pretense, too much.

Wang Zhonghai and his group were still a bit tough, and they didn't just disperse at this time, but gathered together automatically. It seemed that they usually did this kind of thing.

This changed Wan Feng's impression of them a little.

There is still a fighting force on the battlefield.

Wang Zhonghai waved his hand to face the opponent and went up.

Wan Feng stepped aside quickly.

It's none of his business that people are fighting. He's just a spectator at best. He also wants to take this opportunity to know about the combat power of people like Wang Zhonghai.

The leader of the other party was a very stout man. I don't know whether it was because he was a big man or because he was wearing a lot of cotton clothes. He gave people the impression that he was much thicker than others.

But what makes Wan Feng speechless is that this guy shaves his head bald in winter. What kind of aesthetic point of view is this?

He has a stout figure and a bald head. No matter how you look at it, he is out to perform sketches rather than fight.

Isn't he afraid of freezing his head?

"Baldy Yang! Don't you think you've crossed the line? This is Aihui District. This is my territory. Go back to your North District!" Although there were many people on the other side, Wang Zhonghai didn't seem to be frightened, but loudly accuse the other party of invading his territory.

"Wang Donggua, why don't you come here, last time you hurt my brother, it's not over yet, I'm here to avenge my brother today, don't talk nonsense first, let's talk about it! Let me do it!"

The opening statement is simple and straightforward, and goes straight to the point without being muddled.

This is the northern style. If you can do it, you don't compare it. Let's fight first.

"I'm still afraid of you, buddy! Come with me!" Wang Zhonghai also took the lead in rushing up without hesitation.

No matter how you look at it, they are two little tigers.

So, the two groups rushed at each other like American football.

What made Wan Feng dumbfounded was that the two girls rushed even harder than the boys. One of them hugged the other person, opened his mouth bloody and opened his mouth and clicked, and he didn't know where he was biting the other person. There was a wolf howling sound.

The other chick didn't give up too much, she went up with a flirtatious leg, and kicked a guy so that he covered his stomach and squatted down.

Looking at this scene, Yang Jianguo twitched his cheeks and let out a chill in his mouth: "I thought we Linji people were wild enough, but I didn't expect the people here to be even wilder."

"This is normal. The lower the temperature, the more people rely on their strength to live, because they don't have time to pull those useless chicken neck eggs. If they pull the eggs first like people in tropical areas, they might freeze to death when the eggs are finished." .”

"It seems reasonable."

Watching a play standing up is very tiring, so Wan Feng squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes, after thinking for a long time, he still took out one and put it in his mouth.

It seems that not smoking a cigarette in this scene does not taste enough.

It's a pity that he threw away his cigarette before it was lit, because it was too late.

Although Wang Zhonghai's people are very brave, there is a big gap in the number of the two sides. In the case of one-on-two, they are retreating steadily, which is the matter of cleaning up.

After the people on Yang Pao's side took advantage, they saw that there were still two people watching the theater here, so a few bastards rushed over wielding sticks.

"How many bastards like this can you deal with?"

"Ten or eight is not a problem."

Yang Jianguo can deal with so many, Wan Feng has no plans to do anything.

A boss has to look like a boss. If the boss makes a move every time, then why does he support his subordinates!

Yang Jianguo rushed up after answering Wan Feng's words, twisted his waist, kicked a mandarin duck's leg sideways, twirled his legs, and then made a series of consecutive legs.

The five or six bastards who rushed over were beaten and rolled all over the ground one by one.

Unfortunately, one of them rolled over in front of Wan Feng.

Seemingly still not understanding what happened, he lay on the ground in doubt and looked at Wan Feng who was squatting.

"Would you like one? Good cigarettes, heavy nine! It's hard to buy." Wan Feng raised the orange heavy nine cigarette case in his hand.

The bastard was puzzled for a few seconds before he understood what was going on. As soon as Gulu got up, he wanted to hit Wanfeng with the stick in his hand.

But when I raised my hand, I realized that the stick in my hand had already turned into a bird and flew somewhere.

With no stick and hands, this guy threw his fist at Wan Feng.

"The paralyzed old man gave you cigarettes and you still want to hit me, you think I'm easy to bully!" Wan Feng said, but the movements of his hands were not vague at all, and he kicked the opponent's supporting calf with his next kick. Just when the opponent's body lost its center of gravity and jumped forward, he just raised his knee, and put his knee on the opponent's face.

He has used this trick many times before, and it has been tried and tested for those who don't have much kung fu skills, and it saves time and effort.