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Chapter 60 Handling
Wu Amao is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs, so after talking with Wu Qing, he went to remove the grass in his vegetable patch as usual.

Wu Qing followed the original owner's memory and stepped onto the village road where fields ridges and paths intersect.Zhang Ziqi followed behind with his mother on his back.

After a while, we walked to the original owner's house at the end of the village.

Two cottages of stone and wood structure side by side.

Stone walls, loess caulking, wooden beams and columns.Living in it, smelling the moisture of the loess all day long.

Many people surrounded the house.They all put their feet up and raised their heads, trying to look into the middle of the crowd.

No wonder there are few villagers on the village road, so they come here to watch the excitement.

A sharp coaxing sound came from the center of the crowd.

"Come on, fight."

"Hit!?"

"Ouch!"

Get what you want, ask for a hammer and get a hammer.

Wu Qing and Zhang Zaiqi pushed aside the crowd.

Two groups of people confront each other in the center of the crowd.

A group of people stood in front of the hut, among them were two black and thin little old men, Wu Qing's third uncle and father, staring angrily with bloodshot eyes, obviously out of breath.There was also a grown man with a sluggish expression and a swollen face, a little cowering.It is Wu Qing's own brother.He was the one who was beaten just now.

Compared with the eyebrows and eyes of the other group of seven people, their imposing manner was more than a head shorter.

The other seven people were naturally Wu Bei and his six sons.The six sons pushed and shoved with Wu Laosan and others in the front, while Wu Bei cursed at the back.Without any fear, his voice was several times higher than that of Wu Laosan and the others.

"My family bought your land, and it was your family who gave it to my family. In the future, your family will be bullied. My family has such a friendship with your family. Can you stand up for your family? But your family is good. If you insist on taking it, you will not grow up The seedlings, sell me the price of rice?"

Wu Bei was bare-chested, looking like a fine old man.The left fist made a crackling sound on the right palm, and the saliva splashed.

"Are my two families still relatives? Is that how you trouble relatives? No matter what you say, it doesn't make sense! Either you sell this land to me in front of the big guy today, and our two families will get both money and goods. In the future The traffic is cut off (old and dead). Either you don’t sign it, or you deliberately hinder my family from building a new house, don’t say that my big car rolls over your field.”

Wu Laosan, Wu Boss, stare together,

"How dare you fucking..."

Wu Qing shook her head.

What does it mean to stir up three points without reason?This Wu Bei acted vividly.

If you want to buy one and don't sell the other, what can you do if you don't pay a big price?
What's more, the land price of Wu Qing's family still remains unchanged, and if they buy rice at the price of rice, it is considered that Wu Qing's family is afraid of Wu Bei's family.

Under normal circumstances, the farmland can only be passed on to future generations. Unless there is a famine or famine, there is absolutely no reason to sell the land.

Wu Qing looked at the redness and swelling on his elder brother's face, his family members had already been beaten...

Wu Bei's family had already sung the section "Xian Li", so Wu Qing had no choice but to sing "Following Soldiers".Not helpless.

Put down the gifts you bought for your family.

Without taking the Chihe knife out of its sheath, or unloading the package weighing seventy catties behind her back, Wu Qingying leaped out of the crowd, stabbing under the black umbrella in her hand.

The tip of the flat umbrella touched Wu Bei's knee socket with his back turned to him.

"Ouch..."

Wu Bei screamed, his knees softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

The two families were arguing happily, and the villagers were watching enthusiastically, when a disruptor suddenly appeared, all of them cast their eyes on it.

At first glance, they all felt familiar, but they couldn't recognize them for a while.

Who is this?

It doesn't matter if other people hesitate. Wu Bei's six sons turned their heads away, seeing that it was their father howling, so they couldn't hesitate.

At that moment, two people were separated and rushed towards Wu Qing.

Wu Qing shook her hand, and threw the black umbrella into Zhang Zaiqi's arms.

This is an oilcloth umbrella made of bamboo.Can't bear to fight.

Especially Wu Qing is not as skinny as before, he has to count his breath every time he punches, or he will have to rest for a while after the punch.

The current Wu Qing, with the blessing of floating body blood, is not as strong as his body that he had endured for more than [-] years in his previous life.In his previous life, he kicked fifteen martial arts clubs without a break.

How hard the punch is and how heavy the foot is.Just look at Wu Bei's two sons who rushed forward first.

Stepping faster with one foot, playing with crop handles, and running out with two thick arms trained by swinging a hoe, it looks like that.

But when Wu Qing touched it with one hand, his whole body seemed to be pierced by electricity, trembling and screaming.

There were many sharp-eyed people watching the villagers, and they all stared at the place where the two fought.

It turned out that Wu Qing clasped Wu Bei's son's thumb with two fingers, and snapped it back vigorously.Wu Qing wouldn't break it for him, but the pain was real.

Urgently, Wu Qing loosened his fingers, confiscated his strength and released it again, just punched him short, and rushed towards the man's throat.

"cough……"

Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his throat seemed to rush to his forehead. The man knelt down while clutching his throat.His face was flushed red.

Wu Qing raised his foot again and kicked Wu Bei's other son. Seeing his brother being beaten, this man was impatient, his eyes were red, and he rushed forward as if he couldn't see Wu Qing's kick.

It was unclear whether Wu Qing kicked him or he bumped into him, but Wu Qing's footprint landed on his abdomen.The other son of Wu Bei also knelt down immediately. Unlike his brother, he was holding his stomach.

Wu Bei's family has always liked to bully the few because of the number of family members. Even the old man and his son fell down three.

The surrounding villagers were enthusiastic.It was a lot of fun.

"Hohoho."

"Who is this young man, so powerful?"

"It's so addictive."

It's not that the people in Wujia Village are not united, it's that Wu Qing looks familiar.

Not to mention that the people in the mountain village are poor and have shallow eyelids, so it is very easy to argue over petty gains. The Wu Bei family fights even more vigorously because of the large number of people.Many people in the Wu family village have suspicions with Wu Bei's family.Looking at the seven members of Wu Bei's family now, three of them knelt down at once, not to mention venting their anger.

Wu Bei's remaining four sons had no intention of fighting and shoving, and just wanted to pounce on them.

Zhang Zaiqi put his old lady down, took a big step from the crowd of onlookers, and stepped behind Wu Qing, holding the black umbrella in one hand, and holding the single sword at his waist with the other, from behind Wu Qing, he stared down at the four remaining Wu Bei. a son.Support Wu Qing's posture.

Wu Qing heard the footsteps, glanced at it, secretly said it was a pity.My hands are still itchy.

Zhang Zaiqi, with bruises all over his face and a knife hanging from his waist, the first time people saw him, they thought he was a stinky boy who was playing gongs.

If you look again, there is a murderous look in his brows.

Zhang Ziqi was the righteous disobedient yesterday, two righteous brothers, one righteous father, with a knife in his hand, one knife at a time, and he was merciless.

And as soon as he finished his job as a disobedient son, a purple-clothed woman killed all the nineteen men he had recruited. At that time, he was afraid of returning home, and he was a knife and I was a fish. Can you not be afraid?

But once the incident is over, Zhang Ziqi's mind is not confused, and he has experienced the storm and waves himself, so he can't stand up?
The murderous look in his eyebrows was not the air of playing Gongzi, but the real, bloody aura.

Wu Bei's remaining four sons are not stupid, one father, two brothers, the three of them were put down first, and then Zhang Zaiqi, who seemed not to be trifled with, threw a stick behind Wu Qing.

The four of them hesitated for a moment, and immediately shouted at the villagers,

"It's the village's own business to quarrel with Mrs. Wu, but these two, outsiders, do you just see jokes like this?"

Wu Qing and Zhang Ziqi saw them come and go.Can't help but laugh together.

It can be seen from Wu Bei's unreasonable reasoning before that Wu Bei's family can change their minds.

It just doesn't work in the right place.

(End of this chapter)