"Pork knife! Let me tell you, there are no 10,000 yuan in this matter, don't think about it!" Yang Kunxing said with a cold face.

The corners of Wang Ningdao's mouth curled slightly, and he laughed sarcastically: "Cannon star, who can't blow the cannon, it's your mother, and you still want to cheat Lao Tzu out of 10,000 yuan?

"You thing, Lao Tzu will go to your house tonight to be your father!" Yang Kunxing roared.

"Grass, what are you talking about?" Wang Ningdao stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Kunxing, and asked with a very angry expression.

Yang Kunxing saw Wang Ningdao's expression, but laughed, and then said with a smile: "I said I want to be your father!"

When Wang Ningdao heard this, he laughed angrily, gave Yang Kunxing a thumbs up, and said in a loud voice: "Okay!

"How can there be a son as big as you without seeds?" haha..."Yang Kunxing said with a smile.

When the four buddies on the side heard Yang Kunxing's words, they all echoed and laughed.

Wang Ningdao and his cousin Wang Dehai watched Yang Kunxing and the others laugh, and slowly retreated to the motorcycle that fell to the ground, then picked up the motorcycle, and directly pulled out two two-point water pipes wrapped with black insulating tape from both sides of the black sponge cushion welded with white stainless steel fixed frame.

The two pipes, both two of the same size, are about the thickness of an adult man's thumb, and the length is not long, about 60 centimeters.

Yang Kunxing and the others, although they were laughing, had actually been paying attention to Wang Ningdao's actions.

Seeing Wang Ningdao and the two of them lifting up the motorcycle, they knew that the other party was crazy.

They all went back to their two motorcycles.

When they saw that Wang Ningdao and the two pulled out the hoses, Yang Kunxing and the others also quickly pulled out three similar hoses from the motorcycle, and Yang Kunxing even pulled out the flat-headed machete with a blade length of forty-five centimeters hidden in the motorcycle.

Of course, because there were only four knives and sticks hidden, the remaining person had to hold a green bamboo that Yang Kunxing had just cut for him.

Wang Ningdao and the two walked a few meters in front of Yang Kunxing menacingly, and said in a cold voice: "Your mother, do you really think that you Yang Jiapo can be like a mad dog if you have more people?"

Wang Ningdao's brigade is called Maoling, which used to be the place where the township stacked the grain rice grass, and later the older generation of the Wang family had a population of nearly 90 people in the same clan of six households and three halls, and two families surnamed Pan and one family surnamed Wen established roots in Maoling.

Now, forty or fifty years later, the brigade of less than 130 people has become a village of more than 500 people.

However, the number of men in the younger generation, starting from the age of sixteen or seventeen to about thirty, is not very large, and it can be regarded as less than 120.

The rest are either women, older generations and children.

And what about Yang Jiapo?

It was a big village of nearly 2,000 people, although there were other different surnames, but the Yang family had the same clan, at least about 1,34, and there were about 400 men of the younger generation.

It's a well-known domineering village in the neighborhood!

Compared with Yangjiapo, where Yang Kunxing is located, Maoling really has no advantage at all.

But in the final analysis, losing people doesn't lose face, and people don't get mad when they insult them in person, so don't forget about the lump of things below.

"Cannon Star, today I will make you unable to blow the cannon in the future!" Wang Ning said hatefully.

After finishing speaking, Wang Ningdao picked up the iron rod and beckoned Yang Kunxing and the others.

"you!" Yang Kunxing shouted.

All of a sudden, the two of them faced each other and carried it head-on!

In the final analysis, Wang Ningdao and Wang Dehai are just ordinary people, and they have more experience in brawls than others.

Therefore, Wang Ningdao's side, which only had two people, was soon besieged by the other party and fell to the ground.

However, although the relationship between the two sides is not good, and even very unsightly, it is impossible for the two sides to beat each other to death like the underworld in Hong Kong films.

As soon as the person dies, the intention is already different!

Second, although the relationship between the two sides is so-for-tat, in the final analysis, the two parties can still pull some kinship.

Don't be absolutely surprised, why do two related parties fight so much?

In fact, this is similar to the painted territory in Hong Kong films, each village is similar to a gang, but this gang is maintained by clan relations and village relationships, and there is no patriarch in ancient times, nor any elders in ancient times.

Some of the people with high prestige in the village are similar to the elders, but they have no interests to maintain.

Who doesn't know anyone who is a little older? Of course, they usually know people who are about the same age as themselves and those who are older.

If you are young, you may know this village!

However, there is also a marriage relationship between the villages.

Just like between Wang Ningdao and Yang Kunxing, Wang Ningdao's cousin married into the family of Yang Jiapo's Yang Kunxing's cousin, and such a staggered relationship is very entangled.

But relatives to relatives, face to face!

If you don't give face, how can you care if you are a relative?

"Stop!" Yang Kunxing's buddy Brother Sorrow gasped slightly, and then shouted.

Hearing Brother Chou's shout, Yang Kunxing and the other three buddies gradually stopped.

And Wang Ningdao and the two fell to the ground, their noses and faces swollen and covered with blood.

However, from the constant chrysalis of the two, it is clear that the two did not really hurt their lives.

"Four snakes, you get in their car, Brother Chou, and pull them back to Yangjiapo!" Yang Kunxing said coldly.

"Ah Xing, there's no need to make such a big fuss, right?" Brother Chou frowned.

"Brother Chou, if they don't come over with 10,000 yuan, don't expect me to let them go!" Yang Kunxing coldly touched the bruised scars and said hatefully.

"Forget it, I don't bother to pay attention to you!" Brother Chou comforted him, and found that Yang Kunxing's intentions had been decided, so he no longer dissuaded him.

This matter, in the final analysis, is the conflict between Yang Jiapo and Maoling, Brother Chou is not Yang Jiapo's person in the final analysis, there is a big problem, although Brother Chou will be jointly and severally liable, but it is not a big problem.

Baizhou is different from other places, on the surface, it is not as strong as the northerners, but once it is mad, it will definitely beat people to death.

This is not the case for one or two people, but for the whole place.

However, the hospitality of the people of Baizhou is also well-known in the province, otherwise, when the Baizhou official submitted an application to withdraw the county and establish a city, the high-level would not disagree.

You know, in almost every village under the jurisdiction of Hakushu, there are a few guns hidden in them!

This is definitely not a joke, at least more than seventy percent of the villages under the jurisdiction of Hakushu have things like shotguns, pistols, and AKs.