Wen Xu whispered to Wen Shiqing, Wen Shigui discussed, and then asked Guangsheng, Guang'an and Yuanzheng, Yuanbin to replace the iron tools in their hands with large and heavy wooden sticks, similar to a rolling pin or something, Wen Xu meant to wait for a while to start fighting himself with these boys to the opposite side at the beginning, and the leading few cadres fell down and shook the field, as long as the other party broke his courage, it would be a win. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Shigui and Wen Shiqing arrived in the team at this time, and they didn't stop because they knew who was on the other side, and everyone was bullying them, if they didn't get out, it was estimated that there would be more and more people stealing chickens and dogs in Wenjia Village in the future, and these people were clearly bullying and coercing people.

Some people may say that they are called the police, even if the police come, this matter is at most a mud, as soon as the police come to Zhangjiapu, this big person throws a few cruel words, and then leaves unharmed, still losing the face of Wenjiacun.

Some children who grew up in the city may feel that it is not worth fighting for this little thing, how precious life is, how painful it is to be injured. But for the villagers, the matter of face is never a trivial matter, and they are not afraid that they will not be able to beat it, but they are afraid that others will bully them into their own homes, and the men in the whole village will not even dare to fight back.

After arranging the tasks for the start of the meeting, Wen Xu carried his baseball bat, walked to Shi Shangzhen, who was standing in front, leaned into her ear and whispered: "When the fight starts later, you don't care about anything and run directly to the back!"

After glancing at the baseball bat in Wen Xu's hand and seeing the factory logo printed on it, Shi Shangzhen also joked: "Yes, your weapon is estimated to be the most expensive in this battle, 5,000 or 10,000?"

"I'm not in the mood to mention this to you, listen up, when the fight starts, you will step back, don't care about anything else, be honest! Don't feel like you are a heroine at this time, with no eyes for swords and guns. Honestly, give me a back seat, fighting is a man's business" Wen Xu was in no mood to joke with her at this time, and used an indistinguishable tone at Shi Shangzhen, almost giving an order to Shi Shangzhen.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Shi Shangzhen to say anything, and with a gentle push, he covered Shi Shangzhen behind him and covered it with his body.

Wen Xu's action is a subconscious action to protect people, even if it is not Shi Shangzhen, at this time, other women will do the same.

But at this time, Shi Shangzhen felt different, looking at Wen Xu's back, without saying a word, he let Wen Xue hide himself behind him, staring at the back of Wen Xu's head and being stunned, not knowing what to think in his heart.

"Yo, how did the beauty director hide behind others, this is the concubine, the young man is full of grace, you women like this silver-like man with a wax gun head, sister, I tell you, such a man is good-looking, but it is useless, like a few of our brothers, it is good to make it at night" A man in his thirties opposite saw Shi Shangzhen hiding behind him, and his mouth was filthy.

"It's not certain who is the head of the gun and who is the barrel of the gun!"

Wen Xu had already entered the state of beating people at this time, copying the baseball bat in his hand, and was thinking about how to clean up people, he had not faced such a situation for almost ten years, standing in front of the team in Wenjia Village, Wen Xu actually gave birth to a little feeling of confrontation between the two armies, and in his heart there was an inexplicable excitement that had never been before.

The leader on Zhangjiapu's side was a man in his forties, who was lean, but at first glance he had two strengths, and when he saw Wen Xu standing at the forefront, he looked up and down.

"Are you the college student from Wenjia Village?" The one who looked at Wen Xu nodded and said: "Today I saw that there is a man among the college students, Xujiagou, Chenjiaba, those college students are all shrunken turtles, not to mention beating, they are scared and crying" This looked at Wen Xu with a lost smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Xu looked at him and couldn't help but smile: "Don't pretend to be your force in front of me, just the little ink in your stomach, it's not worth lifting my shoes, don't think that you feel very cultured after watching a few episodes of TV series, you are a rough one!"

"How do you speak!" A young man behind him held a pine stick in his hand, raised his hand and pointed at Wen Xu with it: "If your mother's mouth is not clean, I will let you go to the hospital and lie down for more than half a year."

At first glance, this shop is often dry, and almost all the people in front of it are sticks, and it seems to be standard, one big and one small.

People who often fight in groups know that those who bring machetes, daggers, and the like to fight in groups are either pretending to be two hundred and five looking for death. Almost all of the people who really fight in a group are wooden sticks, because the probability of killing people is far less than that of machetes, daggers, or even iron

Wielding machetes in the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River such as Linjiang for several decades, they have been able to set up a formation to slash at each other? Nine times out of ten, they can summon armed policemen with loaded guns and ammunition! That is not something that can be explained by a fight.

Before the young man could finish speaking, the man who had spoken before reached out and stopped him.

Looking at Wen Xu and said: "Okay, I know you, you are young and have studied, and your seniority is also high, in the past, your Wenjia Village hid in the ravine, and I probably don't know what our Zhangjiapu does, you go out to inquire, we fight with others, and we have never suffered a loss from ancient times to the present! We don't want to make trouble today, let me take my nephew away, and give another 50,000 yuan for medical expenses, this matter is settled, otherwise, you people today have to lie down for Lao Tzu!"

"The thieves in your village are left to the police, and it's impossible to say who will lie down today, and you don't even think about 50,000 yuan!" Wen Xu said.

"Dad, what do you say to the little bastard who hasn't grown a hair, just do it!" the young man who spoke just now immediately opened his mouth and said.

Wen Xu doesn't know, if he goes two or three years late, it is estimated that he can still fight with him, Zhang Chuanjun's son, that is the first fierce general in Zhangjiapu's group fight, every time he rushes to the forefront, I don't know if it is self-appointed or sent by someone, there is a nickname called the Tiger of the Mountain, which is said to describe that when he fights, he is like a tiger coming down the mountain, such as entering a no-man's land.

"Then today's things can't be good, right?" When he said this, the man who took the lead did not look at Wen Xu, but looked at Wen Shigui with his own eyes.

Wen Shigui is the person who has been the village party secretary for many years, and he is still very calm at this time: "Zhang Chuanjun, the people in your village have hit our door, and you just ask people for money with one mouth, is this a good idea?"

"I'll fuck you, I'm still afraid of you two against one, Dad, talk to them about a fart, fight!" The one behind Zhang Chuanjun couldn't hold back any longer, and directly squeezed away a middle-aged man standing next to Zhang Chuanjun, and rushed directly to the crowd in Wenjia Village with the stick in his hand.

Unexpectedly, this one also had the intention of capturing the thief and the king, and pounced directly on Wen Xu!

As he moved, two or three more young men rushed over with their sticks.

The distance between the people on both sides is about ten meters, the young man who started the head is quite fast, although the person is not tall and long, it is called a strong, it looks like a wild bull, and this person is also a little fierce, with hanging eyes, square face, and a finger-long scar on the left forehead, which is very scary! When this person went out of Zhangjiapu, he rolled his sleeves like this, and a flower arm was exposed, and because he was holding a pine stick, a tattoo on his stomach was also exposed.

The sturdy goods rushed to the side of Wenjia Village almost instantly, Wen Xu directly waved a baseball bat and directly greeted it, when Wen Xu greeted him, he suddenly felt that his mind was ethereal, as if his consciousness was constantly rising, and the entire two groups of people seemed to be covered in it.

The sturdy man saw Wen Xu coming up, and the pine stick held in the air immediately changed from lifting to smashing, and from the oblique direction Wen Xu's left shoulder covered, this move made a smooth ah, not only smooth but also fast, the pine stick with a whining wind, rushed to Wen Xu's shoulder with lightning speed.

In the eyes of others, this stick seems to be extremely fast, but now in Wen Xu's eyes, he feels that this stick is too slow, so slow that he may raise his full strength to wave the baseball bat in his hand to meet it, even in the previous fight, Wen Xu did not have such a smooth feeling, just like you can predict how the opponent will come out, this kind of intuition that can only be understood and indescribable makes Wen Xu's heart happy!

Clang!

After a bang, the pine stick in the hand of the sturdy man in Zhangjiapu flew into the sky, shaking off the pine stick in his hand.

So the baseball bat in his hand knocked on the arm of the pine stick in an instant, and almost at the same time, Wen Xu also stretched out his right hand and kicked him in the stomach.

Followed by the sound of the bell, a soft click, and an instant was a muffled sound, and the bravest man in Zhangjiapu's group fight was easily knocked to the ground by Wen Xu in a single face, and his right arm was rolled to the ground with his right arm.

To say that this is still a tough guy, he didn't snort out when his arm was broken, his face turned purple with pain while holding his arm, and he glared at Wen Xu with his eyes.

The battle that ended suddenly frightened the people of Zhangjiapu!

It has always been Zhang Jiajun's son who beat others down, but now it is the first time he has been beaten and laid down by others, and it is just a face, and the surrounding feeling is almost not very clear, and he was beaten and lying down by a kid with a stick printed with foreign words.

Not to mention the crowd of Zhangjiapu, most of the boys who rushed after him were stunned, and one of them also wanted to be stunned, but he rushed too fast by inertia, and it was also habitual to say that he rushed with the one lying on the ground, and they never suffered a loss when they fought, because with this outlaw style of play on the ground, usually they haven't fought yet, and the person opposite is a little intimidated.

I was used to it, and I didn't expect any accidents to happen, so I rushed directly in front of Wen Xu without stopping all of a sudden, and in an instant, this kid's face turned green!

It's just that Wen Xu didn't see this kid's face clearly, and he didn't have time to look at the opponent's face at this time, and when he saw someone coming, he directly grabbed the pine stick that the opponent 'waved', and the baseball bat in his right hand slammed down on this person's back.

With just a stick, this honest body was weak and lay on the ground at Wen Xu's feet.

At this time, Wen Xu's heart was so cool that he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and let out a long howl, and a very second thought actually appeared in his mind: I don't know if Zhao Yun felt so cool in his heart when he entered and exited the Cao army camp seven times and seven times!

In this fight, Wen Xu actually felt as if he had opened his mind, and the two of them were knocked to the ground lightly, Wen Xu actually had a feeling in his heart, don't look at the crowd on the other side, all of them are a group of local chickens and dogs, even if they are singled out, they may not necessarily lose!

A powerful self-confidence arises spontaneously!

Picked up the baseball bat in his hand, patted it in the palm of his left hand, and then pressed the stick head against the face of the second person who rushed over, this thing was not as hard as the first one, and was knocked over to the ground and opened his mouth and howled, but was hit by Wen Xu's stick head in the face, and suddenly he was born again, and his eyes looking at Wen Xu were all fearful.

"Wen Xu, Wen Xu, we are junior high school classmates, and I am from the third class" This is also a bad brain, and at this time it actually started a relationship.

When he opened his mouth like this, the momentum on Zhangjiapu's side suddenly frustrated again, and Wen Xu's side behaved like some bravery, and the young people in Wenjia Village were all excited and their faces turned red, and even an old man like Wen Shigui couldn't help but tighten the handle of the wooden shovel in his hand.

"Don't say two against one, lie down two, and there are two hundred and ninety-eight!"

The entire confrontation field was quiet, and a needle could be heard falling, only Wen Xuping's voice sounded.

Gently raising the baseball bat in his hand, Wen Xu stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Who's next?"

One stick at a time, the clean and neat style of play directly subverted the belief of the group of people in Zhangjiapu, and overturned the two of them with two sticks in Wen Xu, one of them was the first brave general in the village, and no one in the village dared to look directly at Wen Xu's eyes.

Countless people looked at the two lying on the ground, and no one felt that they were willing to suffer the lightning-fast metal rod in Wen Xu's hand.

Wen Xu's heart was very happy, but the group of farmers opposite had lost their liver and gall!

Zhang Jiajun also lost his sharpness just now at this time, as for the man in his thirties who was in his thirties at the beginning, now his face began to sweat, and he didn't know if it was just out of the sun, or he was really afraid of Wen Xu's gaze, and he was sweating by Wen Xu's glare