Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Go, go back to the house and stay, the old women will join in the fun."

Zhang Xuan didn't like to hear it anymore: "Who is that old woman? Nothing will happen to so many people, right? Wan Feng, you must not have any accidents. If any accidents happen to you, I..."

"Bah! If you are paralyzed, you can't say a few auspicious words. It's really unlucky. If I win the fight, forget it. If I lose, let's see how I can deal with you when I come back."

Wan Feng put the rest of the cloth into Zhang Xuan's hand and waved: "Brothers are leaving!"

This group of people is still very imposing flowing on the street.

Wan Feng walked in the middle of the front, full of aura and domineering sideways.

Tomorrow is the day when school starts in December, and students from other places will return to school today.

It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon. Although the students in the second and third rounds had not arrived yet, other students had already returned to the dormitory. Therefore, when the students in the dormitory saw this group of people running When they came to the vocational high school dormitory, they were all stunned.

There were also people standing at the door of the boys' dormitory for the second and first year of senior high school, looking around.

Of course they knew Wan Feng.

"Wan Feng, you are..."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, go back to the dormitory and stay honest and don't come out."

After finishing speaking, Wan Feng came to the door of the senior year dormitory alone, kicked open the door of the senior year dormitory, and shouted inside: "Senior year, get out!"

There were a lot more people in the dormitory of the third year of high school than yesterday, all lying horizontally and vertically.

Cao Guancheng and Wang Hun were also among them, and He Yan from the Big Five was also here, and these guys were chattering about something.

The door was kicked open with a bang, and with a shout, Wan Feng appeared at the door with an indifferent expression on his face.

Seeing Wan Feng's dark face, Cao Guancheng said, "Boy, we were talking about you, but you came here!"

"That's just right, I just happened to ask you to solve the matter of last night. Those who have eggs can come out. If you dare not come out, the seniors will listen to me. From now on, in vocational high schools, I will put my tails between them and put them on the aisle. Wall away!"

He Yan had never seen Wan Feng before: "Who is this kid? He is so rampant, did he go to the wrong place?"

"It was this kid who kicked down the door of our dormitory last night."

"And he kicked me this morning." Wang Hunsheng added a note, fearing that he would not be ashamed.

After they finished talking, Wan Feng introduced himself again: "My name is Wan Feng, and I'm 42 in three points. He Yan, right? Your brother works as an accountant in our company. You have to step aside and I'll treat you as if you're not here today. If you I don’t have any objection to meddling, okay! I’ll say it again in the third year of high school, come out to meet Zhenzhang when you pee standing up, and I’ll wait for you at the house where you study culture in the west.”

After speaking, Wan Feng turned around and walked outside the dormitory.

"Go out and beat me up, a freshman in high school is so arrogant, I really think we old students don't exist!" Someone in the senior three dormitory was furious.

Cao Guancheng raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers in the third year of high school, a freshman in the first year of high school provokes us. If we don't beat him down today, will we be human beings in school with our tails between our ends after the third year of high school? Follow me out and kick you."

The third-year students rushed out of the dormitory with a huff, and rushed to the western building where they had cultural classes.

Chapter 782 Guo Wu's Military Hat Dream

Because of the tension in the school building, the third year of senior high school and the second year of high school were not in the same school building. They had cultural classes in the building west of the dormitory.

Between this house and the dormitory of the vocational high school, there are two residents of Xiao Wu's family.

This empty house is always empty because of the school internship in the third year of high school.

The students in the third year of high school waited bluffing and rushing through the gable of this empty house to the front of the house and were dumbfounded.

I saw about 40 to [-] people standing neatly in a line on this side of the house, looking at them with unfriendly expressions.

"See, these guys kicked the doorknob of my dormitory three times last night, brother, I caught a cold. I gave them language education just now, but it's a pity that these guys are stubborn and refuse to accept ideological education. There is nothing to say now Come on, beat them up!"

Wan Feng raised his hand and pointed at the direction of Qianjun, and those students rushed towards the seniors like a tide.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the largest group battle in the history of vocational high school. There were more than 50 people dispatched from both sides.

The more than 50 numbers were not for waving flags and shouting, but for direct hands.

It is said that the more people there are, the harder it is to fight, but these people did fight, but there was no intense scene, on the contrary, it was a bit dull.

Because there was almost no decent fight between the two sides, what these high school guys usually do most is a group of people beating up a few people. Where did they do a group beating of dozens of people? way to go.

But so many people are running, where can you go?

In the end, they were beaten until their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, crying for their parents and mothers.

This made Wan Feng, who was ready to applaud, feel bored.

Wan Feng looked at these third-year students one by one: "Remember that the number of my dormitory is high one and one one, and then kick the door of our dormitory at night to break your dog's legs! Listen to me, that garment factory belongs to me, that's not where you should go, stay away from there in the future, do you hear me?"

No one answered.

"Ah? So you didn't hear it? The brothers plucked their ears for me. They didn't hear my loud voice. They probably haven't plucked their ears since they were young."

A student over there flew up and kicked another student: "My senior brother asked you something, did you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it."

Wan Feng was very satisfied with the effect.

Then he took out a stack of bills from his pocket, and each person gave out two dollars.

"Actually, you bastards are still a good deal. I have to give you money after you have been beaten up. Two yuan is worth it to offset your beating. If you don't want it, I will take it back. I will give it to you today." One came to Qian and said, in the future, if anyone has no money to spend, he can ask Lao Tzu to beat him up, and he will have money to spend. Depending on the degree of beating, Lao Tzu will give him a reward ranging from two yuan to ten yuan. Everyone is welcome to sign up. "

Those students brought by Wan Feng were a little confused, and there is such an operation?

"Okay, that's all for today. If you are not convinced, you can come to me at any time. Let's go."

Wan Feng took away a piece of cloud with a wave of his hand.

Those who were beaten were paid, and of course those who beat people must have money. Wan Feng gave three yuan to everyone who went out with him. He spent hundreds of yuan on this battle.

But Wan Feng thinks it's a good deal, so that anyone who wants to trouble him in the future can weigh his own strength clearly, and stay away from him if he doesn't have strength.

When Wan Feng returned to the garment factory after the training, Zhang Xuan was the first to run out of the house and walked around Wan Feng.

"What are you doing, pretending to be a bee and walking around me?"

"Let me see if you've been beaten."

This woman is usually very smart, why is she confused now, does such a big man like me still do it by himself?I can kill people who roll their eyes at me with money.

Seeing that Wan Feng was safe and sound, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was ready to comfort you, but it's a pity that you came back well."

Hey, what's the matter with this woman, do you still hope that I will come back with a bloody head like a wounded soldier on the battlefield?