"Baba, do you like our Teacher Qin?"

Walking on the country road back to Shanmiaotun, walking, walking, suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman raised his head, blinked his big bright eyes, and asked curiously.

Zhang Daman's face wiped a trace of the greedy aura of an old rascal, as if Qin Lin's shadow was like an island country action romance movie in his head.

"Hehe, do you think your Teacher Qin is pretty?" he looked salivating.

Zhang Xiaoman let out a "uh", turned his head, and said disdainfully: "That's it!"

"Little rabbit cub, how do you speak, what do you mean by 'just like that'? Can you find a second one in Shiyi Village who is more beautiful than your Teacher Qin?"

"Anyway, if you want her to be my stepmother, I won't accept it!" Zhang Xiaoman muttered with his head stiff.

"Hey, boy, are you looking for a smoke, is it easy for me to be your father, and to be a mother? Raise you with a soak of and a soak of urine, and you will honor your father like this?"

Zhang Daman rolled his eyes and glared at Zhang Xiaoman.

When he said this, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, he said it like it was true, anyway, in his impression, he didn't give himself a soak of or urine, but he had accepted this different rebirth, Zhang Xiaoman was his childhood self, but he was reborn, he returned to an era with his childhood self, and his childhood self became his own son.

That's the way it is, and there is only one way to accept fate.

"Baba, what are you doing in the county seat?" Zhang Xiaoman quickly changed the topic.

"Daddy is going to the county to do big things!"

Zhang Xiaoman's suspicious eyes, it seems that since he remembers, Zhang Daman is either stealing chickens and touching dogs, or abducting and cheating, what big things can he do, I don't know why, he always feels that this baba is unreliable, a little watery, how can there be a ruffian peasant like him, a typical second-rate son, a bastard.

However, he was also a little surprised by this baba, especially beating Yang Ronghua, and the blackmail was so justified and justified.

"What, don't believe that your father can do great things?" Zhang Daman stared at Zhang Xiaoman, and the corners of his mouth flashed a mysterious smile, "You just wait to become a rich second generation!"

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes were disdainful, "Baba, I have to remind you that you are just a peasant, no matter how you jump, you can't become a monkey, and you are not the Monkey King." ”

Zhang Daman grinned, and smiled very sinisterly, "What's wrong with the peasants, no, your father and I want to be Diao Min, since ancient times, those people have been prejudiced against farmers, and they are often poor and bad, hum, in this life, I will conform to their views on farmers, poor mountains and bad waters, and be Diao Min." ”

"Hee-hee, Baba, you look like this, you are really full of Diao people's face. Zhang Xiaoman felt a little surprised when he said it, as if these words were not at all something he could grasp at his age, but for some reason, it just came out of his mouth and said it so smoothly.

"Zhang Daman, you dog father and son, the road is narrow!" The father and son bypassed the road section of Tianjiatun, and a violent voice came out, accompanied by a few "Wangwang" dog barks, a big yellow dog jumped out, and then, Yang Ronghua, the bully of Shiyi Village, jumped out from the fork in Tianjiatun, blocking Zhang Daman's father and son, behind Yang Ronghua, there were seven or eight people standing, all of them were shirtless, thick arms, wearing vests, and their arms were tattooed with green dragons and white tigers, and their hair was colorful.

Zhang Daman glanced at it contemptuously, Nima, what age is this, he really thinks he is a troubled boy, uh, he suddenly realized that this is not 2018, but 1992.

The old boys have not yet been popular, these people think they have a tattoo on their arm, they really think they are black and astringent, they are really low, Lao Tzu has never seen any battles, just a few thieves, pigs with green onions in their noses, pretending to be elephants!

However, these seven or eight sturdy men, holding iron pipes in their hands, lined up and stood behind Yang Ronghua.

Yang Ronghua is rich, and in just one day, I don't know where to get these seven or eight miscellaneous hairs, but to tell the truth, in terms of pretending to be forced, he is still a little tender.

The gray old times are not glamorous.

Especially in the innocent countryside, the autumn is high and cool, everything is withered, the grass is withered, and the grass is yellow.

Zhang Daman raised his hand, put his index finger into his ear, pulled out the ear piercing, and glanced at Yang Ronghua, not looking at Yang Ronghua and these seven or eight accomplices at all.

Zhang Xiaoman held his trousers tightly with his small hands, hiding behind him timidly, with a pair of bright big eyes, revealing a trace of fear.

After all, Zhang Xiaoman was so young, and when he encountered such a formation, he was naturally scared in his heart.

Yang Ronghua swaggered, walked straight forward a few steps, raised his hand, and pointed at Zhang Daman with his index finger, "Zhang Daman, fuck your mother, dare to blackmail Lao Tzu's money, let you spit out what you ate today, and let Lao Tzu beat you until you are half paralyzed and incontinent." ”

Zhang Daman smiled hideously, pinched the knuckles of his fingers with his left and right hands, made a "crunch, crunch" sound, twisted his neck, and moved his muscles and bones, and shot at Yang Ronghua with a pair of cold eyes, "The surname Yang, I found that you were kicked in the brain by a donkey, or you were screaming by the dog, you don't have a long memory, right? What, if you want to fight?

Arrogant!

Yang Ronghua's heart was stagnant, how did this Zhang Daman become so fierce, when did he become so arrogant?

"Zhang Daman, you ...... What the are you crazy about...... What are you still doing in a daze, cut him for me!" "The last time he suffered a loss, Yang Ronghua didn't give Zhang Daman a chance this time, in case a big man came to capture the king first, wouldn't he suffer himself, this one wants to show him, and he must strike first."

At the sound of an order, seven or eight sturdy men behind him picked up the iron pipe, and with an arrow step, rushed over, holding the iron pipe, and smashed it at Zhang Daman desperately.

These people have a lot of pressure in their hearts, even if they beat Zhang Daman to death, Yang Ronghua will stand on top of them, so as soon as they make a move, they will all do it to death.

Zhang Daman dodged sideways, picked up Zhang Xiaoman, took a step, staggered his body, pushed Zhang Xiaoman away smoothly, and stepped five meters away, "Xiaoman, no matter what happens, run hard!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already clenched his fists, his figure flashed, and he jumped out with a fist, and stabbed straight into the chin and throat of the accomplice who rushed to the front.

"Click!"

No one thought that Zhang Daman's punch was so strong, and the man's jaw was crooked with one punch, and his body was forced to be knocked over by the force of a punch, and Zhang Daman grabbed the iron pipe in the hand of the fallen man, picked up the iron pipe, swept it across the air, and faced the iron pipe in the hand of the man who rushed over.

"Bang dang!"

Unexpectedly, an iron pipe directly smashed the opponent's iron pipe, and the opponent's mouth was numb, his hand was opened, and the iron pipe fell to the ground.

Zhang Daman snorted coldly, the iron pipe was pumped hard in the face, and the iron pipe was whipped on the bridge of the opponent's nose, "click" seemed to hear the sound of the broken nose bone, and blood splashed on the front door, turning over and falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Daman had already knocked down the two of them, Yang Ronghua was dumbfounded, Nima, is this especially possessed by Bruce Lee? Although I have heard that Zhang Daman has practiced Tai Chi, but it is not so exaggerated, so fierce!