Chapter 404: A gunshot rang out in the farmhouse
In the room of Xia Fuxiang's house, Lin Tianchi saw the crowd pouring into the courtyard from outside the gate, and his scalp exploded: "Dongzi, there are outsiders in the courtyard!"
"It's okay, you go ahead and sign the contract. Yang Dong, who was lowering his head and tinkering with his mobile phone, heard Lin Tianchi shouting, glanced out through the window, and then strode out of the door with Luohan, and when the two walked out of the room, Yang Dong glanced at Luohan sideways: "Did you bring a gun?"
"I'm afraid that it will scare Xia Fuxiang if it is exposed, and it is all in the car outside!" Luo Han quickly responded.
"Dangchang!"
When Yang Dong heard this, he picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board and held it in his hand: "If this group of people really dares to do it, you will find a way to get a gun, and you can't hold back if you don't move at all against so many people." ”
"Okay, I understand. At this time, Luo Han had already walked to the door of the room with Yang Dong, and saw the dense crowd in the courtyard through the glass on the door, and he also felt that this matter was not easy to do, so he nodded in response.
"Bang dang!"
Luohan's voice fell, Yang Dong grabbed the hand of the kitchen knife and leaned it behind him, stretched out his hand and pulled the door open, and walked out.
"Damn, do you dare to open the door by yourself?!" Outside the door, Mo Bei, who was about to kick the door with his feet, saw Yang Dong and Luohan go out by themselves, stood still in place, glanced at the two, and then turned his gaze to Luohan, who looked more like a social person from the appearance: "What's the matter, the construction team under Qianxi Company, you are the leader?"
"Am I taking the lead, does it have anything to do with you!" Luo Han choked back with a word, and looked at Mo Bei with the same burning eyes: "What are you doing here?"
"Hehe, it's just two fucking people, and you're still pretending to be forced with me here, you're quite rampant!" Mo Bei smiled disdainfully, looking at Yang Dong and Luohan in front of him: "From today on, you must withdraw from Lanjiang Village, and the land you have taken in your hands will be handed over to me for disposal, and we can give you a little hard money as appropriate." ”
"Dude, let me ask, why are you so awesome, saying that if we want to withdraw, we have to withdraw?" Yang Dong asked with a smile after listening to Mo Bei's conditions.
"Because I'm Lin Zhonghu's person, is this reason enough?" Mo Bei looked at Yang Dong with disdain: "I just came out of your company, and your boss Qi Dechang is playing a shuttle with me, do you think he is kneeling, can you still stand up?"
"Are you moving old?" Yang Dong frowned for a moment.
"Just his kind of basket, I can scare him to death with a single look, do you believe it!" Mo Bei didn't notice the change in Yang Dong's mood, and he was still bragging about it: "The surname Qi has already expressed his stance to me, the place in Lanjiang Village, he left it alone, I also advise you, since the boss is cowardly, you can't stand up, believe me in a word of persuasion, this place in Lanjiang Village, you can't play, transfer the house to me, you can go with the difference." ”
"Well, there's a bit of truth to what you're saying. Yang Dong nodded slightly, looking very interested in Mo Bei's proposal, reaching out to hold the kitchen knife, and began to move forward slowly.
"As I said, the salt I eat in society is almost as fast as what you eat, do you know how to eat less than you? Mo Bei saw that Yang Dong was also quite persuasive, took out a cigarette case in his pocket, lowered his head and lit one: "Let go of the land that has been requisitioned in your hand, and on the basis of the price you signed the contract, we will make up 50,000 yuan for each house and 10,000 yuan per mu of mountain land." ”
"Fifty thousand yuan, a little less. Yang Dong asked by licking his lips.
"Okay, let's talk about it. Mo Bei thought that the other party wanted to talk, so he replied quite openly.
"A house, if you compensate me 100 million, I'll give it to you!" Yang Dong replied with a smile.
"Fuck you, you're here to talk to me, right!" When Mo Bei heard this, he realized that Yang Dong didn't want to talk to him at all, so he immediately became angry, reached out and grabbed Yang Dong's neck: "Fuck off, you still want 100 million, do you believe that I will kill you and burn you at the crossroads?"
"Fuck your mother, then I'll cook it for you first!" The moment Yang Dong stretched out his hand to Mo Bei, the kitchen knife hidden behind him swung violently, and the knife slashed directly at Mo Bei's head.
"Poof!"
After Yang Dong's knife, Mo Bei's scalp was suddenly cut out, and after feeling the sharp pain in his head, Mo Bei took two steps back and waved his hand forward: "Fuck your mother, chop them!"
"Stomp, stomp!"
As Mo Bei's throat was finished, the thirty or forty people in the courtyard all rushed towards Yang Dong and Luohan, after a short contact between the two sides, Yang Dong felt like he was slapped on his body by the waves, his back instantly hit the wall, and the front was crowded with people, holding the arm of the kitchen knife above his head, and he couldn't even cut down, and after the Arhat next to Yang Dong was pushed against the wall, the muscles of his body instantly tensed, relying on his strong physical fitness, and suddenly arched forward.
"Hulala!"
The crowd in front of him was pushed by the Arhat for two steps, forming a brief vacuum.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Yang Dong took advantage of the fact that Luohan pushed everyone away at the same time, he also felt the pressure around his body drop sharply, the kitchen knife in his hand was rounded, and he stabbed a young man in front of him with two knives, just put the person down, and the people behind him immediately filled up, Yang Dong cut out five or six knives, and the crowd around him not only did not collapse, but came down again, and at the same time, countless knives and sticks fell head-on, and in just a few seconds, Yang Dong's chest, shoulders and arms were left with several wounds that were constantly bleeding, and his cheeks were also swollen by a stick.
In the brawl between a few people and the vast majority of people, the momentum is definitely in the first place, and regardless of whether this battle can be agreed or not, but the side that dares to fight, in hindsight, will also be the side that is the least hurt, but Yang Dong The situation they are facing today is that the two of them are fighting against forty, and they have absolutely no chance of winning in the face of the overwhelming advantage of the crowd on Mobei's side.
In the crowd, Yang Dong looked at the heads of people in front of him, and suddenly remembered the time when he was besieged by Ding Tuo before, knowing that in this kind of brawl, once he was knocked down by the other party's people, he would definitely be vulnerable to life threats under the crowd, so he angrily slashed at the person in front of him a few times, and then took advantage of the crowd to dodge and roared at Luohan: "Man, go out and get a gun!"
"You steady!" Luo Han knocked down three or four people in a row, but in the face of the crowd that was still stacking forward in front of him, he also knew that it was useless to break these people up with his fists and feet, so after responding loudly, he grabbed the steel pipe attacked by a young man and slammed it into his face.
"Goo-dong!"
The young man fell in response, and Luo Han also grabbed the steel pipe in his hand and began to wave it continuously at the necks of those in front of him.
"Bang bang bang!"
Blows and wails followed.
"Fuck you, you have guns, I don't have a fucking gun, do I!" Mo Bei at the back of the crowd covered the scalp that was cut up by Yang Dong with his left hand, and blood was gushing from his fingers, and then his right hand directly pulled out the sand trolls in the back waist, and roared angrily: "Rush forward, shoot them all to death!"
"Hulala!"
The crowd surged again.
"Bang!"
At this moment, Luo Han had already rushed to the edge of the crowd, and a whip leg with a sharp movement was directly suffocated on the chest of a young man in front of him.
"Goo-dong!"
The young man's body quickly retreated, and while he fell, he bumped into another person, and as soon as these two people fell, the vision in front of Luo Han instantly widened, and after rushing out of the crowd, he did not continue to tremble, and he was ready to rush out of the courtyard with a step.
"Your mother is a B, are you going to get a gun?!" Mo Bei, who had half of his cheeks stained red with blood, saw Luohan rush out of the crowd, carrying the sand troll in his hand, and blocked between Luohan and the courtyard gate in one step.
"Fuck your uncle, you get out of the way for me!" After Luo Han poured out of the crowd, he looked at Mo Bei who was blocking him, and scolded with a steel pipe.
"Are you fucking stupid, I'll get out of the way now, waiting for you to shoot me with a gun?" Mo Bei replied with a gun in his hand.
"I don't have a gun, so I'll you too!" Luo Han roared, carrying a steel pipe and suddenly rushed up to Mo Bei in front, he did this because he was in a stalemate with Mo Bei like this, it was definitely not a way, and Yang Dong was still surrounded in the crowd.
"Oh, you still dare to compare with me?!" Mo Bei followed Lin Zhonghu's side, and he had already been used to being domineering for so many years, so when he saw Luo Hanben rushing up by himself, he didn't have any psychological burden at all, and directly pulled the trigger.
"Boom!"
A gunshot rang out, and a burst of fire erupted from the muzzle of the sand troll, and countless iron sand flew out.
"Goo-dong!"
The Arhat who was running forward was shot by Mo Bei, and countless bullet holes the size of rice grains appeared in his thighs and lower abdomen, and he stumbled and fell to the ground suddenly.
"Fuck your mother, aren't you quite stubborn, get up and compare!" After Mo Bei knocked down Luohan with one shot, he carried the sand trolls that were still smoking from the muzzle of the gun, stepped forward against the air full of gunsmoke, and kicked Luohan on the head.
"Bang!"
After Luohan was kicked, his left eye was instantly sealed, and at the same time, he supported the ground with his arm, struggling to get up.
"Poof!"
At the same time, a young man from behind rushed forward and slashed at Luohan's back, and the rest of the people instantly swallowed Luohan.
in the crowd.
"you!" Yang Dong heard the sudden sound of gunshots, and saw Luohan fall to the ground through the gap in the crowd, after a moment, the kitchen knife that had been rolled in his hand waved wildly, and people began to squeeze out of the crowd, ready to go over to support Luohan, before Yang Dong moved with people, his back was against the wall, at this time, such a step was equivalent to giving his back to the other party, and more than 20 young people around him swarmed up, and countless knives and sticks attacked Yang Dong from all directions.
"Bang!"
A steel pipe volleyed into the air and slammed into Yang Dong's temple.
"Poof!"
Yang Dong felt the sharp pain in his head, and stabbed the young man with his backhand, which directly hit the root of the young man's ear.
"Poof!"
In an instant behind Yang Dong, a sharp knife struck from behind and smashed firmly into his thigh.
"Goo-dong!"
Yang Dong's body was unbalanced and fell in response.
in the room.
Lin Tianchi saw Yang Dong and Luo Han fall down one after another through the wooden door, holding a rolling pin in his hand, and after taking two deep breaths in a row, he pulled the door open and slammed it down on the back of a person's head.
"Boom!"
The young man took a blow, covered his head and took several steps back.
"Bang!"
The other person flew up and kicked Lin Tianchi back into the house directly, and was overturned in an instant, even Xia Fuxiang, who was hiding in the house, although he kept shouting "It's nothing to do with me", he was also cut to the ground by several knives.