"That group of people should be damned, it's good to kill!" Jiang Xiaofan clapped his hands and applauded, he knew that Xiao Taohong was afraid that he would blame him for killing many people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, it really deserves to be killed, such a scumbag in society deserves to die. **** Zhou Shiqin, Xie Xuanxuan, and Wang Ergou also agreed with Jiang Xiaofan's opinion, sympathized with Xiao Taohong's life experience, and comforted Xiao Taohong, telling her not to be sad about what she had encountered, everyone would treat you as your best friend.

"Yes, I will keep you by my side all the time, and I will not let you be hurt in any way, and whoever dares to hurt you is my enemy, and I will not let him go." After Jiang Xiaofan smiled at Xiao Taohong, he stopped talking, played music, and followed the bus in front of him with the steering wheel.

Everyone didn't speak anymore, listening to the quiet music and closing their eyes to rest, time passed little by little, and they had already entered NMG! During this period, they found a high-end restaurant for a meal, Jiang Xiaofan invited guests, and consumed nearly 20,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a shock for everyone, right? During the meal, many female classmates threw flattering eyes at Jiang Xiaofan, and asked him for QQ number and WeChat ID. After eating, he dialed 110 to call the police, and the other party was answered by a woman, Jiang Xiaofan said a few words about Jingtai Hotel and hung up!

At this time, it was already 15:00 in the afternoon, and they continued to travel to XJ, Jiang Xiaofan got into the car and lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs before starting the car and keeping up with the bus in front.

"Brother Fan, bring me one too. Wang Ergou said to Jiang Xiaofan.

"Don't you have any hands? After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan put on the music, held the steering wheel in his left hand, and inhaled a cigarette in his right hand. ”

"I want you to take care of it. Jiang Xiaofan took a sharp puff of cigarette and spit out a big smoke ring in reply.

"You deserve it. "Zhou Shiqin didn't have a good airway.

"Hehe!" Jiang Xiaofan replied with a sneer: "Don't compare me with ordinary people, smoke and poison can't kill me." After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan drove the car and ignored Zhou Shiqin.

Instead of driving along the highway, they drove on a small road, looking out the window at the crops everywhere, and in the distance the silhouette of the village was sitting on the hill. This made Jiang Xiaofan suddenly miss Nanwan Village!

At this moment, Wang Ergou suddenly shouted to Jiang Xiaofan: "Brother Fan stops." ”

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Xiaofan asked as he stopped the car.

"Brother Fan, there are watermelons planted in that field, it's so big! Now that prices are soaring, there is no one, so I'll go down and steal a few." Wang Ergou stared out of the car window and said.

"No, how can you steal it? It's not that you don't have the money to buy it. Before Jiang Xiaofan finished speaking, Wang Ergou had already opened the car door and got out of the car and ran towards the watermelon field not far away.

"it, Wang Ergou, come back soon, the bus can't keep up!" Jiang Xiaofan shouted, but Wang Ergou just didn't respond, and ran straight towards the watermelon field.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head helplessly, he knew that Wang Ergou's old mistake had been made again! But he was not at ease, so he asked Xiao Taohong to go and bring Wang Ergou back.

"Do you want us to help Wang Ergou carry watermelons?" At this time, Xie Xuanxuan asked Jiang Xiaofan and got out of the car.

"Move the yarn, sit down, wait for Wang Ergou to come back." Jiang Xiaofan said solemnly, and then looked into the watermelon field, only to see Xiao Taohong dragging Wang Ergou to stop him from picking watermelons, but Wang Ergou just didn't listen, and argued with Xiao Taohong, after a few minutes of stalemate, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't believe that Xiao Taohong actually picked watermelons with Wang Ergou.

"Isn't it dazzling?" Jiang Xiaofan rubbed his eyes and looked again, Xiao Taohong was indeed helping Wang Ergou pick watermelons.

"! It must be Wang Ergou who said something to Xiao Taohong?" Jiang Xiaofan said secretly in his heart, his eyes suddenly froze, because two people dressed in gray clothes came out of the cornfield at the other end of the watermelon field, he thought they were farmers, and immediately shouted at Wang Ergou.

"Wang Ergou, someone is coming! ”

Hearing Jiang Xiaofan shouting, Wang Ergou immediately picked up two big watermelons and ran towards Jiang Xiaofan, but Jiang Xiaofan's shout, the two farmers also heard it! Immediately saw Wang Ergou in the watermelon field, and ran towards Wang Ergou, shouting: "Catch the thief!"

Jiang Xiaofan was not at ease, got out of the car and ran towards Wang Ergou, **** Zhou Shiqin and Xie Xuanxuan also got out of the car and ran towards the watermelon field with Jiang Xiaofan.

When Jiang Xiaofan, **** Zhou Shiqin and Xie Xuanxuan ran into the watermelon field, Wang Ergou had been knocked over in the field by two farmers, and the two big watermelons were rotten, and the watermelon vines in this position were broken!

A young man in his twenties grabbed Wang Ergou's collar and scolded with swear words: "You are paralyzed, dare to steal the watermelons of Lao Tzu, looking for death, you are paralyzed." ”

Jiang Xiaofan frowned at this gray-clothed young man in his twenties, after all, Wang Ergou was a good brother in the same village as him, and his mother was even more good to him, although he was very angry, he still smiled and said to the two farmers: "Misunderstanding, two big brothers, my brother has a problem with his head, please let him go? ”

"If you have a problem with your head, you can steal the watermelons that Lao Tzu has worked so hard to grow? Lao Tzu just won't let him go. ”

This young man in his twenties said to Jiang Xiaofan very much, as if he was a Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, which made Jiang Xiaofan suddenly angry and said: "You are paralyzed, what do you want?

"Single-handedly picking on you is paralyzed. The young man in his twenties punched Jiang Xiaofan as he spoke.

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were fierce, and he kicked him in the stomach with a kick, he screamed, and immediately took three steps back to stabilize his body, and his face was full of hatred for Jiang Xiaofan, and he rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan with his fist.

"That's enough! The other farmer shouted, and suddenly the young man stopped shooting at Jiang Xiaofan, but his face was still full of hatred for Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan looked at another farmer, this farmer should be 50 years old, Jiang Xiaofan's face softened and said: "It's really our fault, uncle, you say, how much do you want to compensate, I'll compensate you!"

"Young man, my nephew is also wrong, forget it, can you go?" the uncle said to Jiang Xiaofan in pepper and salt Mandarin.

"This is 2,000 yuan, which can be regarded as compensation for your watermelon field, right?" After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan took out two thousand yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to the uncle, at this moment, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up and he snatched the money from Jiang Xiaofan's hand, and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk about if you have money!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the money was snatched by the uncle, who handed the money to Jiang Xiaofan and said, "Let's go?"

"Why?" Seeing the uncle telling them to leave like this, Jiang Xiaofan felt very strange, didn't accept the money, and told us to leave quickly.

"Why?" said the uncle, and forced two thousand yuan into Jiang Xiaofan's hand.

At this time, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes looked straight at the uncle's right hand, and he was shocked, because the palm of the uncle's right hand was black, and suddenly Jiang Xiaofan grabbed the uncle's right hand and looked at it, and was more sure of the judgment in his heart.

"What are you doing?" the uncle immediately retracted his right hand and asked.

"Uncle, were you bitten by something unclean?" Jiang Xiaofan asked with a somewhat solemn face.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know?" the uncle said in surprise, looking at Jiang Xiaofan's gaze suddenly changed.

"Taoist priest. Jiang Xiaofan replied.