The last feng shui master

Chapter 205 Fighting
Ma Ruoxing's voice trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly walked into the water basin, took a look at the water basin, washed off the dust on his face, combed his hair, patted his clothes, and replied: "I'm here. Just wait, I'll come out."

I smiled and said, "Song Nineteen's wife is here!"

Ma Ruoxing said: "We are in a pure relationship, don't think too much." I also walked out, a very tall woman, about 50 years old, with a basket in her hand, filled with fried oil fruit, There are also two pieces of cooked white tofu and two fishes, and he shouted: "Brother Ma, I brought them for you during the Chinese New Year, and you should also make good use of your body."

Ma Ruoxing felt ashamed, and ended up with the basket: "That. You will give me less gifts from now on, I know you are living a tight life."

Song Nineteen's wife smiled and said: "I'm leaving, make up for it."

I asked Yi Miao to distribute the money obtained from Ha Mo Jing to Ma Ruoxing, and then brought Yi Miao and Lian Xiaoyao back to my house.

As soon as I left Songxi Village, I saw Song Chuxi put his hands away, got drunk, saw me, and shouted: "Master, Master, you were right back then. My boy is working in the Municipal Women's Federation now, and his female boss treats him very well." It's just that, the last time I saw him, he lost a lot of weight."

I laughed twice and said a few polite words, thinking that when Song Chuxi wanted to tell Song Badou's fortune, I didn't say a word.Song Chuxi took two steps, and shouted again: "Old Nineteen, don't take a good rest during the Chinese New Year. Look at you, you won't live long."

I looked back and saw that Song Nineteen was carrying a load of freshly dug lotus roots to the vegetable market to sell. The lotus roots had been washed clean and still dripping.Once the lotus root is estimated to weigh hundreds of catties, Song Shijiu is dry and skinny, walking around without any flesh.

I stopped a motorcycle, put Yi Miao and Lian Xiaodai on their belts, and went home. At the canteen at the entrance of the village, Yi Miao stopped the car and ran down to buy some cigarettes and alcohol.Anyway, this kid stole 10 yuan from Ha Mo Jing, and I don't stop him.

When I got out of the car, Yi Miao asked me: "You brought me here to practice your waist. Tell me, what is your conspiracy!"

I laughed and said, "I just won't tell you. I just won't tell you."

Mo's stopped at the door, and I saw the elder brother next door coming out of our yard with a wooden stick, and my mother shouted: "Don't do it." The elder brother next door saw me coming back, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Qi, your father is in the street. Got beaten up."

My mother hurriedly chased her out: "Xiao Qi, don't go." I got out of the car door: "Mom. These are two of my friends. I'll go over and see who they are?" The mother stomped her feet and said, "You should be careful." Ah." Yi Miao shouted: "Hello, Aunt. My name is Yi Miao." Lian Xiaoyao also shouted: "Hello, Aunt. My name is Lian Xiaoyao, and I am his girlfriend."

I picked up a long stick in the yard, and Yi Miao shouted: "Auntie, I'll take care of it in the past, it's okay. Xiaoyao, take good care of Auntie." Lian Xiaoyao agreed, took his mother and went back .

I yelled, "Little bitch, let's go."

Xiaojian was hugged by Xie Xiaoyu and stayed with me.He Qingling stood on the eaves and walked back and forth on catwalks.

It just so happened that the motorcycle hadn't left yet.

The big brother next door gave Yi Miao a cigarette when he got in the car, and lit up.I thanked my elder brother again and again. Someone must have called my mother, and my mother asked the elder brother next door to pick up my father.

My father had a good temper all his life, so how could he be beaten?
I clenched my fists.

The elder brother next door said, there are a lot of people coming from the other party, so you should pay attention at this time, don't hurt yourself, and your friend should not rush forward too much.

At the village and town level, during Chinese New Year, fighting is as normal as farting.Many young children earn a few dollars in the city, and when they return to the village, they are arrogant and arrogant. They don't have enough etiquette at all, they don't respect the elderly, and they swear at others.Moreover, when it comes to this kind of fight, the police station often comes to arrest people after the fact. If there is a gang fight, they hide away.I still called Wu Zhen, the director of the police station above the town.

After driving for a while, they arrived at the top of the town, and half the street was full of onlookers.The big brother next door put the stick in one gear, swung it up, and shouted: "I have eyes, I have eyes." I followed and walked over.

When I got to the center of the crowd, I saw that my father was bleeding on his forehead, but his eyes were still firm, and there was no serious internal injury.There was a large pot next to it, and the other one had been broken on the ground, and the camellia oil flowed out.

A Cayenne lay across the middle.

It turned out that when I left a few days ago, my father dried the camellia seeds in the house for two days and took them to the oil mill above the town to make oil. He thought that he could sell the oil in the market and earn a few hundred dollars. dollars.After eating at noon, when I came, I set up a seat, and a car drove quickly into the market. Before my father could put away the jar, he hit the ground.

The father was furious, and asked the owner of the car to argue.Unexpectedly, a few gangsters got out of the car with chains hanging around their necks. When they got out of the car, they saw a lot of oil on the back of the car, and they punched them.

The onlookers blocked the car, but another person got out of the car, wearing a black trench coat with a jade wrench on his short-cut hand, he said with a nondescript haha, I see what you people want to do.Walking in front of my father, my car was splashed with oil by you, and I will pay you 5000 yuan.

Take the phone and call seven or eight nephews over.

Originally, my father had no brothers, and the onlookers didn't dare to step forward when they saw it.

I stepped forward to support my father: "Dad. It's okay, I'm here." My father was also anxious: "Aqi, what are you doing here? Give him the money. Let's take a step back and see the sky."

Someone saw me coming up and shouted, "You idiot. Did you bring any money? Don't you know how much this car costs? Do you know how much the cleaning fee is?"

I stepped forward and kicked it to the ground: "Fuck, tell me how much it is. Let someone who can talk come up."

The inch driver in the car kicked the door and got out.

I took a look and asked, who are you, Ma Yan?

The inch-headed man froze for a moment, and cursed: "You are so poor, you still beat people, right? Let me see how many you can beat." Yi Miao has already helped my father up and stood aside, anyway, I believe that I should It can be dealt with, but it has not stepped forward.

The inch-cut man has already called two people from the van, and more than 20 people got out of the car. They either had long hair fluttering or were bald. .

Yi Miao couldn't help but asked, "This is a big fight."

I smiled and said, it's okay, someone is going to deal with me, you are a foreigner, you help my dad back a little, don't make a move.

The big brother next door shouted, Xiao Qi, we are going to suffer a big loss this time.

I asked Xie Xiaoyu to stand aside, don't do anything, now it's a serious fight, not a zombie.

Standing next to Xie Xiaoyu was Xiaojian. Although Xiaojian opened his yin and yang eyes, he couldn't stop a stick from opening it.Xie Xiaoyu nodded, looking angrily at a group of vicious people.

The inch-cut man scolded: "Mom, do you believe that I let you die here?"

I sighed and said, "It's Ma Yan, that coquettish bitch. I knew it was him." The strange smell permeating the cropped man came from Ma Yan. Half a year ago, Ma Yan wanted to kill me, but was later I'm pretty docile, but now that I've found such a bastard, it's not that easy to deal with me.

The inch-cropped man smiled sinisterly, "How about it, you've got a big deal!" Before countrymen fight, they always yell and scold, and yelling and scolding are far better than fighting.You say one sentence to another, for example, if you don't want to die, I am my son, for example, if you have the ability to kill me, the more you yell and scold, you will often not be able to beat me, because all the grievances are dissipated in the yelling.

The inch-cut man yelled a few harsh words, and he admitted that Ma Yan was behind it.It turned out that when my father came to the market with a load of oil, Ma Yan happened to be watching.With a plan in mind, let the inch-cut man beat people up.

The inch-cropped man gave an order: "Beat me as hard as I can, I'll take care of everyone, old and young."

Father shouted, we just lose money.

But it was too late.A group of people came up, some with iron bars, some with shovels, but none of them were wooden.I stepped forward and punched him head-on.Brother Jun said that no matter how powerful the fighting skills are, they must be experienced among everyone.A group of people gathered around without any rules. What they fear most at this time is to shoot cold arrows and stab black knives.

Father watched from the side, and Yi Miao couldn't care less about a few people coming over. She really had some skills, and just a few punches knocked down the two who caught up.

Father suddenly shouted, be careful.

I just felt a gust of cold wind coming, and someone secretly took a short knife and stabbed at me.

I just slapped my face: "Fuck your mother, you don't have a deep hatred, you can use your knife to settle things with your fists."

I muttered a few words in my mind, which woke up the roundworms and three corpses in the stomachs of a group of bullying bullies, rolling in their stomachs.

In order to prevent people from seeing that I used the insect technique, I only used it when punching.But within 10 minutes, a piece of the ground lay down, screaming strangely.

Xiaojian couldn't help applauding, shouting wow.

The inch-cut man saw that the situation was wrong, turned around and took out a Mitsubishi thorn from the Cayenne. This kind of military Mitsubishi thorn bleeds very quickly. He looked at me and said, "What are you going to do?"

I sneered and said, "As I said, there are only three things. It's okay for Ma Yan to be stupid, but you are following an idiot. You can't blame me." The cropped man had been in a fight, and he was stabbed in the abdomen.It's a pity that he got into a fight with the wrong partner.

"I'll fuck your mother." The inch-cut man rushed up.The Mitsubishi thorn in his hand had already stabbed, very fast and powerful, but it was too late.I dodged to the side, dodged the stabbing Mitsubishi thorn, and then punched the inch-cut man in the face, and a few teeth came loose.

Holding the collar of my windbreaker, I slammed the short-haired man against the car window: "You, do you want to be harder than someone else's fist?"

After hitting it several times in a row, the cropped man's forehead began to bleed: "If you are capable, kill me, if you can't, I will kill your whole family."

The inch-cut man was still very stubborn.

With so many people watching, I can't make a kill.Letting go of the cropped man, he shouted, "I'm waiting for your revenge."

I helped my father up and went to the small clinic to apply a plaster. After the crowd dispersed, I saw Wu Zhen came with his men. After seeing the bloody hooligans and the inch-cut man with his head covered in blood, I shouted. : "Bring me back Zhe Huaqiang and Xiao Qi."

I asked the big brother next door to take Yi Miao and his father back. Xie Xiaoyu was a little unhappy because he didn't do his best. I smiled and said, "Next time. Let you have a good time."

The guy with the cropped head is called Zhe Huaqiang, he is Ma Yan's target, he mostly hangs around in Wenzhou, and when he returns to the town, he is also a bully, he enters the police station and utters wild words, claiming that he will kill my whole family.

Wu Zhen couldn't save his face, and said with a smile, "Qiang Zi. They are all my brothers, so setting up two tables of wine counts as drinking."

Zhe Huaqiang stretched out his index finger: "Impossible. I hit my head in vain."

I patted the table: "I'm a gentleman, I won't hurt people easily. If you hit my father, I'll fight you hard. It's that simple. If you have the ability, you can try it and see if you can die."

(End of this chapter)