The farmer, who was already tired, heard the sarcastic voice of the flying pigeon's disdain, and finally did not suppress the long-suppressed anger in his heart, straightened up, and said angrily: "Do you think you are the oldest? Isn't it just that you can do three-legged cat kung fu, what's the big deal? Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!"

"Smack!" kicked on the buttocks, kicked far away, the fierceness and resentment in his eyes had already made this brother's calm man ghostly, this kind of man who openly challenged his authority was asking for trouble.

"Dare to hit me?" said the farmer, who was suddenly kicked a long way away and rolled twice on the ground before crashing into a tree, roared with anger in his eyes.

"It's you who hit!" said the flying pigeon arrogantly, and the contempt and contempt were all leaked out without reservation.

"Brothers, do you see, this man has never looked down on the peasants, bullied like this, can you still watch it?" the peasant suddenly turned to look at a group of stupid companions, and looked at himself at a loss.

"Why are you stunned? I'm the one who is being beaten now, and if any of you are left behind, who will be beaten, and you are willing to watch your colleagues being bullied by an outsider and be indifferent?" the peasant continued to persuade and provoke.

At this time, Feige found out that this farmer's mouth would definitely be bad, and he hurriedly went up and beat him again, so that the man lay on the ground and couldn't move.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the hatred in the peasant's eyes intensified, and no one around him stepped forward to help him.

Numbness is perhaps the most direct description of these colleagues, no thought, no pain, no sympathy, and their eyes look at themselves darkly.

"Fellow villagers, you really can't bear to see me beaten to death like this, didn't you think it would be you next?" the peasant roared in despair, and yelled at them.

The onlookers looked at each other and hesitated, who was they helping?

"Help you, can they beat me?" said the flying pigeon, glancing at his insensitive subordinates, snorting and contempt in his heart.

The soldiers he brought out, he knew in his heart, how many pounds and taels this group of people had, and how much they could endure, he snorted coldly again and kicked again, kicked the man's head, hit his head on the tree, and fainted on the spot due to the heavy impact.

A man immediately stepped forward to see the situation, squatted beside the man, trembled and stretched out his index finger like a nostril down, and said tremblingly: "Dead! ”

"Whoever dares to openly provoke will end up like him. The flying pigeon said disdainfully.

That kind of indifferent eyes, as if it was not a person who was accidentally killed by mistake just now, but a cat or a dog.

"He's just talking a little more, so he won't be killed, right?" asked the restless man who was crouching on the ground.

"Smack, what do you want to do? You don't accept it?" the flying pigeon suddenly slapped the man in the face, disturbing his mind for the first time, and he couldn't control the depression in his heart.

"Am I not convinced?" Suddenly the man stood up, approached the flying pigeon, and looked at him fiercely, with fearless majesty and confidence in his eyes.

A man's dignity and face are sometimes ignited by an inadvertent word, which comes inexplicably and defenselessly.

"Not convinced?" said the flying pigeon and kicked it again, the annoyance and ridicule even more obvious.

"Brothers, there is no need for us to die for such a brute, fight!" the man slowly got up and cried out angrily.

Suddenly, all the peasants who swarmed up besieged the flying pigeons, attacking up and down, attacking left and right, and the flying pigeons, who were not in place, suddenly fell into a dilemma, and struggled to deal with these crazy revenge farmers.

"Team Li, what's the situation, who are we helping?" asked the lively little officer who looked at Team Li with a gloomy face.

Looking at the scuffle together, and the flying pigeon had been pressed to the ground by all the peasants, punching and kicking hard, the miserable situation was not much more powerful than when it was just counted, but it looked more embarrassing.

"Who do you want to help?" Team Li clasped his hands with great interest, holding an unknown branch in his mouth, and watched them fight like a play.

"I watch the play. The lively little officer put away the tension just now, sat directly on the ground, and watched them fight with great interest.

"Do you think you will still be alive if you continue to fight like this?" the gossip colleague asked suspiciously, sneaking over at some point, biting a leaf in his mouth, and nodding his head in thought.

"I can't see it anymore, it's too miserable!" the lively little officer pretended to cover his eyes with his hands, and couldn't bear to look at it.

"But it's too miserable, I dare to come out and mix without any real talent, how can I be like our Li team, the fighting is excellent, the important thing is to speak well, right?" The gossip colleague took advantage of the lively little colleague on the side with his shoulder, blinked his little eyes, and went out with a meaningful look.

"Yes, who is as powerful as our Li team, can speak well, can be civil and martial, and speak well, no one will ever think of rebellion. The lively little colleague echoed, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the still cold team leader.

"Don't talk nonsense, save people, or do you still want to see the play?" Team Li suddenly got up and yelled at his teammates.

The hidden colleague suddenly jumped out like a flood beast and rushed towards the group of peasants who were exhausted and still venting their anger.

The flying pigeon lying on the ground like a dead dog was already unconscious, dying with his eyes slightly closed, tearing his lips in pain and looking at these unearned policemen with a smile, his eyes were still sarcastic, this arrogant man, it was only a matter of time before he was beaten.

In his life, he may not have understood that water can carry a boat and also capsize a boat, this profound truth, despising the masses will only lead to their own death.

But this painful lesson may be remembered for the rest of his life.

"Why, you haven't figured it out yet? The lively little colleague sneered at the sight, clasped his hand on by the way, and looked at the other teammates with a sullen smile.

Such an easy capture operation is the first time I have encountered it, and I don't need to start it, so they will be wiped out, or as the old saying goes: the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

"Team Li, do you think it's easy for us to be yellow sparrows?" the lively little officer teased again.

This lively and excited little officer was still immersed in the success just now, and asked excitedly to sigh in his heart, in fact, it was also to adjust the atmosphere.

"The one who died dug a pit and buried it. Team Li stood up as he spoke, took out the phone, dialed a string of numbers, and his face was deep and dignified.

In fact, he was annoyed and caused the death of people, such a result could have been avoided, but because of his own laxity and selfishness, it eventually led to an irreparable situation.