There is a small village next to Zeyu City called Haifeng Village.

Most of the villagers in Haifeng Village are men, they are at a vigorous age, and they often go to work outside the village to earn money.

For some inexplicable reason, the villagers of Haifeng Village embarked on the road of social people, on the surface they are the most efficient migrant workers in the city, and in secret, they carry the social banner of a district.

The local society in Zeyu City is arrogant, and naturally they are not willing to be bullied like this.

The two waves of social people secretly fought outside several times, and each time they ended in a fiasco for the local social people in Zeyu City.

The fiasco of the local society has further fueled the arrogance of the villagers of Haifeng Village, they show off their might, sometimes they look at who is not pleasing to the eye and clean up people, they are arrogant, sometimes they eat in restaurants, they order dishes are particularly ruthless, they happily eat and drink, point to the guests at other tables and say that they invite people to leave, the diners who are ordered also dare not speak out, can only obediently accept this disguised extortion.

The Municipal Public Security Bureau went to negotiate with the village because of the citizens' reactions, and the result of the negotiations was that the villagers who committed the crime were criminally detained. But where do the villagers care about this? After the punishment was completed, they bullied the citizens even more.

The name of the short-headed migrant worker is Lian Ming, who is a villager of Haifeng Village and the head of the migrant worker villagers.

Haifeng Village is different from other places, as long as you can fight, the villagers will obey you, and Lian Ming relied on himself to fight all the invincible opponents in the village in the school, which also developed his lawless character.

Today, Li Haoguo came to him, gave him 500 yuan each, and asked them to teach a hairy boy a lesson.

Isn't it a fool to have money and not earn it?

Lian Ming stared at Zhang Baiyuan with a playful look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"I can't even see your face, how do I know who you are?" Zhang Baiyuan said with a mocking face, "With your inch and personality that likes to die, I really can't associate you with any beast." ”

Lian Ming turned around and said, "Brother Haoguo, I met someone who is not afraid of death." ”

Li Haoguo looked at Zhang Baiyuan and sneered: "Hehe, I've never been slapped in the face like this-----"

Lian Ming asked, "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, he put his finger into his mouth and whistled vigorously, and after a while, several people dressed as migrant workers walked into the restaurant.

It seems that I have been waiting in front of the hotel for a long time.

But even so, Zhang Baiyuan is still in the seat like no one, not to mention him, Zhuang Zixuan next to him can deal with two at least, and the fat man can fight five or six by himself, after all, it is the Guwu family, if he can be bullied by some ordinary people, can it still be called the Guwu family?

Li Haoguo looked at Zhang Baiyuan, who was sitting in the seat and didn't move, and his heart was even more angry.

This kid is really bold, he is going to beat people on his side, and he is as stable as Mount Tai, which obviously doesn't take them seriously.

Lian Ming turned to look at the brothers behind him and asked, "Who will go up and weigh the pounds first?"

"I'll come. A black fat man stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Haoguo, leave this first scene to me." I like to ravage this little white face with fine skin and tender meat. ”

Zhang Baiyuan has a delicate face and white skin, and he does look like the type that black fat people like to ravage.

Syllable!

Zhang Baiyuan slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Who are you scolding for being a little white face? ”

"Little white face, what am I doing with you?" said the black fat man very unconvinced.

"You can scold me for being white-faced, but I have to correct you for a problem---- I'm not just white-faced, I'm also very talented. I'm a talented little white face. Zhang Baiyuan said. What man doesn't like to be scolded for being white-faced?

Fat Black Man: "???"

Li Haoguo: "???"

Chen Junkuai: "???"

The fat black boy opened his mouth, not knowing how to continue? He practiced martial arts all day long, and his literary skills were not good, and when he encountered such a ruffian, he was quite powerless to deal with it.

"Old Black, what are you talking nonsense about him? Someone urged behind him.

The black fat man was right when he thought about it, he couldn't tell him, so let's start beating people, this is what he is good at.

So, he screamed, and his body crushed towards Zhang Baiyuan like a mountain.

The black fat man's name is Yu Junnan, nicknamed Crocodile, his strength can rank among the top three in this group of people, and he is a strong meat shield when he fights, and ordinary people really can't help him.

The crocodile is ferocious, moving as its name suggests, and it really looks like a mad iron bull rushing towards its target.

At this moment, the fat man moved.

He just moved his mouth and spat out one of the fish bones in his mouth.

Burst!

The slender fish bone flew straight towards the crocodile's face like a tiny silver needle.

It's just a fish bone, and the crocodile doesn't take it to heart at all. He didn't dodge or dodge, and stubbornly rushed towards the fish bone.

"Ah-----h

Li Haoguo and his friends were all stunned.

It's just a fish bone, and it takes such a big reaction?

This guy can't be a passive worker, deliberately looking for an excuse to slip away, right?

"Crocodile, you're too bear, aren't you?" said a migrant worker with a southern Henan accent. "This hasn't started yet, you're going to play tricks and pretend to be dead?"

"It hurts----" The crocodile looked up, a thin trail of blood appearing on its face.

The fish bone that the fat man spat out burrowed into the flesh of his face and stabbed the bone in his teeth.

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes were full of surprise and fear when they looked at the fat man.

This guy is amazing, isn't he? Can a fish bone spine hurt people like this?

Lian Ming is not only good at fighting, but also has a very good vision.

He knew he couldn't do it.

Spit hurts, and if it's just the force of the mouth, the damage to the crocodile is almost zero.

However, even the crocodile can't resist it, which proves that this guy uses qigong, and masters who can do qigong are rare in society.

After being mixed in society for so long, he still knows a thing or two about the things of the transcendent world, and the person who can do it to this level is definitely not a simple person.

Even if they are present, they may not necessarily take advantage of anything.

Lian Ming's eyes were fixed on the fat man, and he asked in a deep voice, "Brother, where did you come from?"

The fat man smiled and said, "There's no way out." I just saw that he was a fat man, and I was also a fat man, and the two of us just happened to be a couple----- I didn't expect him to be so unbeaten. Why don't you give me another one?"

Lian Ming looked at the fat man, and then at the few frightened brothers behind him, and said, "The mountains and rivers meet." Today, our brothers admit ---- next time we meet, and we will have a good comparison with a few others. ”

He beckoned and motioned for his brother behind him to come over and help the crocodile and run away.

Li Haoguo looked stupid, 500 yuan per person, did this group of people act for themselves? A fish stabs and hurts people, and martial arts films don't dare to shoot like this? Also, this is leaving?

Not only Li Haoguo, but even Zhuang Zixuan is a little stupid, isn't this scene a good collusion between the fat man and that group of people?

I have been sitting at the same table with the fat man for so long, and the fat man still has such a hand?

"Wait. Zhang Baiyuan shouted.

Lian Ming's heart jumped suddenly, and he said, "What else does my brother have to advise?"

"First, don't call me brother. Second, there is no advice. Zhang Baiyuan said in a very unkind tone. "Don't tell me anything about the mountains and rivers that meet. The mountains are so high and the water is so long, it is really difficult to meet. Since you met today, you can let me have a good beating. ”

Since you met today, you can let me have a good beating.

Hearing this, Lian Ming had the urge to bow down on the spot.

Look at it, you see, how refreshing and relieving it sounds? It seems that he is very cultured and makes those who hear it feel very novel.

I have to say that in this world, many things require talent, such as pretending.

There are two ways to pretend to be coerced by ordinary people:

1. Agni type

Second, the iceberg type

The so-called fire type is that they are shirtless or roll up their sleeves, blushing and thick-necked, and shouting at people: "You move me to try?" "Do you believe that Lao Tzu cut you?" "Do you believe that I beat you and even your mother can't recognize you?" "Brothers, fuck the guy on the ----"

The iceberg type is slightly more technical, and has certain requirements for personal image and appearance, which not everyone can use.

First of all, you can't be too ugly and can't be too fat. If you are a big fat man with a fleshy face, no matter how ruthless and ruthless your face is, it seems that you will kill a pig and play when you have nothing to do, and people may still laugh when they see you.

There is also that your plate should be bright, your identity should be right, your figure should be straight, where you stand incomparably noble and cold, don't look directly into the opponent's eyes, it's best to despise the top of his head, a sneer appears at the corner of your mouth, yes, the key is the word 'evil charm', you can't laugh, you can't laugh, you can't laugh, you must show the kind of arrogant posture that you are a piece of shit I didn't put you in my eyes at all.

What the?

What kind of laughter can be called an evil spirit? You ask me, who do I ask? Look in the mirror to find a feeling.

Also, don't laugh out loud. If there is a voice, the style of pretense immediately drops by twenty-five percent.

Once the facial movements are adjusted, all that remains is the voice attack.

With a calm expression and a cold voice, he said arrogantly: "Brothers, the guy, I can't even recognize his mother when I beat him." ”

Of course, whether it is a fire type or an iceberg type, they have the same goal, and they still have to beat up their opponents in the end.