Chapter 523: If I Can't Die, I'll Believe It

Hearing Yan Fei ask how much the textbooks cost, the middle-aged man turned pale and replied skillfully: "A set of textbooks, three books, and two cassette tapes." Our master wants to benefit the masses, so we only charge a cost price, two hundred and eighty-eight yuan, and two sets are five hundred and seventy-six. You can rest assured, this money will not let you spend it in vain, and if you buy this textbook and go back, it is equivalent to the treasure of the town. There are blessings from the master on this, and your whole family will be free from all illnesses and rich in wealth when you bring it home. ”

"You're quite skilled in this business!" Yan Fei finally understood.

The more you talk about it, the more nonsense it becomes, what bullshit qigong, feelings are for selling teaching materials!

You say that if you sell things in a good way and in good quantities, whoever likes to buy them can buy them, but this is a threatening statement, as if you don't buy this textbook, you are making a mistake, and your family will suffer disaster in the future. Yan Fei, who has never eaten this set, really can't bear it.

"Erdan'er, hurry up and go home to get the teaching materials and ...... them to these brothers and sisters" The middle-aged man thought that Yan Fei had agreed, and immediately began to tell the young man behind him to go home.

In the village, many families could not come up with the money for this complete set of "teaching materials" at one time, so generally these "teaching materials" were sold in pieces. Now that I've sold two sets at once, there's really not many opportunities.

For this middle-aged man, if it weren't for Yan Fei's family hearing that they were all from the city, and his aunt was a rich person who came back from outside, he wouldn't have bothered to make such a move to block the road - it's not a life-and-death feud in the township, everyone has to leave your family and block the way, it's definitely a bad rule to do this.

I don't want to just finish his order, Yan Fei has already become angry, I really can't bear it.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, a very strong person, just like that, his two feet couldn't touch the ground: "Fuck your uncle's brothers and sisters, this is my parents, this is my aunt and uncle, they have all become your brothers and sisters." If you practice this thing, you don't talk about seniority, right?"

The people around him saw him suddenly make a move, especially the group of loyal defenders behind the middle-aged man, and immediately shouted and surrounded him.

The next moment, Yan Fei's eyes widened, and he suddenly yelled: "Get out!"

What kind of lion roar and tiger roar compared to his sound, can only be called a cat meow. The roar of thunder shook the unmelted snow puppet shuttle from the trees next to it.

The others were suddenly startled and subconsciously retreated one after another. The worst thing was the middle-aged man who was pinched by his neck, and his eyes became dazed in an instant.

This sound was really a bit scary, and even his parents and aunts behind him forgot to come up and persuade him for a while.

I saw him look around at the people opposite, and sneered: "Go and inquire, those who dare to do it with me will still be alive for the rest of their lives." Think about it first, if you can afford the medical bills yourself, don't come over because you are injured and have no money to treat your illness, I don't care about your wife and children......"

This is very powerful, and the people in the village are not afraid of fighting, but when it comes to medical expenses, it will definitely calm most of them down.

A few of them tried to muster up the courage to come up and speak, but he smashed the man over, and then jumped and landed his foot on a thigh-thick poplar tree on the side of the road.

With a click, the poplar tree, which had suffered an unwarranted disaster, broke off, and fell towards the side of the road with a crackling sound.

After landing, looking at a group of stunned people, he smiled: "You go and call that master, I can't kill him with a slap, and I will follow him to practice qigong in the future." ”

Obviously, he was laughing, but everyone in the circle felt panicked.

Seeing that people didn't speak, he snorted coldly: "Isn't your qigong very godly? Who is good at practicing and come out to practice with me? First of all, it doesn't matter if you live or die, sign a life and death contract for me before practicing, lest your wife and children cry and make trouble with me!"

After not speaking for a long time, he turned around and was about to lift the salute that had just been placed on the ground and leave, when a young man mustered up the courage and shouted: "You wait, you offend our master, you will not end well?"

Yan Fei turned around and asked, "Who said that just now?"

This group of people is quite united, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the young man who spoke just now, lest he be ruthless and let the young man end up with that unlucky poplar tree.

Yan Fei's ears are what ears, let alone a group of villagers, and he will not hide it, he has already seen the young man who was talking just now, and now he is shrinking his head.

It's just that he doesn't want to really hurt people, he has a smart nose and already smells feces and urine. It was the middle-aged man who was carried by his neck just now, but now people are wearing thick clothes, and others haven't noticed it yet-the middle-aged man himself is still unaware of it, his eyes are still blank, and he hasn't reacted from the fright just now!

After sweeping around, he saw an old persimmon tree not far away that couldn't be held by one person.

He smiled at the group, and then ran towards the old persimmon tree.

Those people thought that he rushed up to hit someone, and hurriedly retreated to dodge. A few of them panicked, accidentally screamed, and the whole person disappeared as soon as he was short - it turned out that he had fallen into the snow ditch on the side of the road.

Soon everyone found out that the young man who was quite kind just now, but now looked at him fiercer than the butcher, and he didn't mean to beat them at all.

The crowd all turned their heads and looked at the galloping figure.

I saw that the figure ran not far from the old persimmon tree that everyone usually eats and squatted under in summer, and suddenly jumped up, and then heard a bang, as if the ground was shaking.

The next moment a group of people were dumbfounded, that old persimmon tree, it was crooked!

This tree in the countryside is not a landscape tree on the side of the street in the city. Many landscape trees are changed every few days, and the roots of the trees are a joke, not to mention deliberately hitting them, even if the wind blows, they will fall down and cause a big disaster or something.

The trees in the village are all planted from a young age, and this old persimmon tree is so thick that the branches on it are almost two acres of land. It is conceivable that the roots of the tree below are not ten meters or eight meters deep, and the range is not more than two acres of land.

In the countryside, there are generally old trees at the entrance of the village, which is almost a symbol of the village. For example, people often say that there is a certain village, and sometimes they forget the name of the village, and they will say that there is a tree at the entrance of the village. As soon as you say this, people who hear it will immediately understand, isn't it that so-and-so village?

Yan Fei didn't think of this until after the collision, so he only bumped into it, and then came back and saluted again: "Auntie, let's go!"

The old man and the old lady were still stunned: "Okay, good, let's take a walk......"

Yan's father and mother also looked at their son silently, their eyes were really complicated, and they walked through the crowd with Xiao Yanchao in their arms.

After taking two steps, Yan Fei stopped and said to the people who had turned into puppets: "Remember what I said, as long as your master comes over and is slapped by me and he doesn't die, I will believe in his qigong!"