Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

After a few minutes of silence, Zheng Quan's family's voice suddenly became louder.

"I can give whatever price I like, and I can get it if I can. I can't take it and go to others. I'll compare the goods all day long, as if I love to serve you bumpkins."

Wan Feng proudly said to Zhang Xian: "How is it? I guessed right?"

Zhang Xian was also in a good mood, just now he was very angry with this guy, now seeing someone trouble him, he smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"You idiot, beat this bastard, at worst, you won't take it from him in the future."

Then came the crackling, sputtering, take-out batches of this puff.

Although the scene inside could not be seen through the courtyard wall, Wan Feng still had a smile on his face. The sound was simply a wonderful symphony.

Should!You bastard, you can't see clearly that the country people call you a scorpion.

"Did you hear that there is a fight?"

"Brother, what do you think this bastard will be beaten into?"

"I'll be beaten into a shape."

Zhang Xian was depressed: "What is the shape?"

"How the hell do you hang out with Hao Qing every day, and you don't know how to compare? Believe it or not, I'll kick you?"

Zhang Xian started to touch his head, and then hehehe.

What surprised Wan Feng was that Zheng Quan's family had turned upside down, and none of these neighbors came out, not even to watch the fun.

Wan Feng did not believe that if someone in his family would not have heard such a big movement, it is true that people in the city are indifferent.

In his previous life, Wan Feng had never lived in the city, and the reason for his indifference was one of the reasons why he always refused to enter the city.

Especially in the period of living in high-rise buildings, once the anti-theft door is closed, I don’t even know the name of the door and neighbors in a unit. What’s the point of living like this.

It's better to live in a rural town, at least there are gossips.

While Wan Feng was thinking wildly, the door of Zheng Quan's house seemed to be knocked open suddenly, and a man ran out of the door in a bloody gourd. After hitting the wall opposite Zheng Quan's house, he left and ran out of the alley crookedly.

Who is not Zheng Quan?

With blood on his face, Zheng Quan staggered towards the outside of the alley, turning his head back in panic as he ran.

If you run with all your heart and soul, it's over, don't you look back, you fell, didn't you?

Zheng Quan just ran in front of Wan Feng and fell down in a panic.

Two more people ran out of the yard of Zheng Quan's house, carrying sticks in their hands.

"Abolish him, let the bastard use a cane for the rest of his life, you two little bastards get lost!"

Wan Feng has no objection to letting Zheng Quan walk on crutches in his next life, and even Wan Feng has no objection to letting him live in a coffin, but he doesn't like to hear the little bastard.

Now he is obviously the least in the alley, and this little bastard's hat is obviously prepared for him.

Who does the paralyzed Lao Tzu get in the way of watching a play?Dao'er gave way, I'm almost pasting it on the wall as a painting, I've become a little bastard, who is a little bastard?You're a little bastard, and your whole family is a bastard.

Zheng Quan got up in a panic and ran forward staggeringly, but the people behind had already caught up, and a fierce man had already raised the stick in his hand.

Zheng Quan, who was looking back while running, was probably frightened by the stick raised by the other party, his feet slipped again, and he fell to the ground again.

This is unfortunate.

Just when the fierce man's stick was about to fall, Wan Feng, who was standing close to the wall, suddenly stretched out a foot, and just rightly tripped over the fierce man's dangling calf.

The result was very simple. The fierce man fell forward with a plop, and the stick in his hand flew out. The other person who followed him was tripped by the fallen fierce man without a hurry. on the ground.

Wan Feng made Zhang Xian around him stick out his tongue in surprise, this plot seems wrong.

"Brother! Broken Empress!" Wan Feng yelled and strode up to Zheng Quan. Without knowing where he got so much strength, he lifted Zheng Quan up with one hand.

Zheng Quan thought he was caught by the other party and began to struggle to death, his hands dancing like windmills.

"If you're paralyzed, you'll die here. I'm here to save you. Run!"

Arched under Zheng Quan's armpit and put his arms around Zheng Quan's waist, he ran out of the alley. It would be safer if he could run to the street.

Wan Feng led Zheng Quan to the alley in front, Zhang Xian bent down and snatched the flying stick from the fallen man, and blocked the alley with a single turn.

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Why did Wan Feng do this? Zhang Xian didn't have time to think about it, anyway, he would do whatever Wan Feng said.

Wan Feng told him that no one would pass by him if he was cut off.

At this time, the other three people also rushed out from Zheng Quan's house, and they were stunned when they saw Zhang Xian blocking the alley with a stick.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, it must be from Zheng Quan."

"Go away, blocking our way is making life difficult for us."

Zhang Xian spat in his hand, then clenched the wooden stick tightly: "If you can't get through, you can't get through, don't even think about getting over if I'm here."

"Fuck him!"

As soon as they shouted, these gunmen rushed towards Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian did not love to fight with them, and walked backwards in a very regular way, with the stick in his hand ringing the stick in the opponent's hand from time to time, just to prevent the opponent from leaving the alley quickly.

The alley is only more than two meters wide, and there are at most three people standing at the same time, but if there are three people standing, they can't get away from anything.

Therefore, the five opponents were really held back by Zhang Xian.

Wan Feng helped Zheng Quan out of the alley and ran along the street. As for where to run, he had no idea where he was going.

Zhang Xian also retreated from the entrance of the alley. At first he wanted to block it for a while, but he was afraid that Wan Feng would not be found if he came out too late, so he left the alley.

The people in Paoai seemed to be chasing after them when they came out of the alley.

"Stop chasing, there are so many people watching on the street, they want to go to detention, get out!"

Several people threw away the things in their hands, and disappeared into the sea of ​​people in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Xian glanced at the wide-eyed people around him, and quickly threw the stick in his hand to the side of the road, striding forward to catch up with Wan Feng and Zheng Quan.

"Don't run away, they withdrew."