After a while, two vans stopped on the mountain road in front of Lao Fan's house.

Before it could be stopped, the doors on both sides of the two cars opened with a "bang".

Then, two rows of uneven figures appeared one after another, one of them was full of second-rate people on the streets of the city, and there were really two young bald boys inside, a total of 9 guys.

When the car door was thrown shut one after another, these 9 guys had all gathered in front of the van, talking nonsense towards the door of Lao Fan's house, sometimes pointing and laughing insolently.

At this time, a bald guy walked out of the van behind, with a horizontal face, thick chest and thick arms, an open-arm shirt on his upper body, a cross tattoo on his upper right arm that was clear and eye-catching, a pair of jeans on his lower body, and purple super snake-print basketball shoes endorsed by NBA star Barkley on his feet.

A thin bald boy walked up to the bald guy with a cigarette in his mouth, and then took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth very chicly, and pointed to the old house in front: "Brother Thirty-four, is this one?" Really TM poor! ”

That's right, just looking at the old house, you can see that this family is really poor.

It should be noted that the bald guy is called Brother Thirty-Four, and he is the guy who called himself the bald thirty-four that Fan Jianqiang met for the first time outside the nightshade barbecue restaurant that day.

Why do you want to use a special twisting trumpet like bald head thirty-four?

Because, this guy not only likes to play basketball, but also especially admires the NBA star Barkley, who is known as the "tank": this super small forward who has a place among the NBA's 50 superstars, and his jersey number was No. 34 that year.

However, he is not a star in the end, at most he is a street ruffian who mixes the so-called Xinghua rivers and lakes, and at this moment he is not far away, driving to the poor countryside to work for an employer named Lu Zhiqiang. To put it bluntly, it is to take people's money and do things for others.

And what he did this time was to teach a stunned boy in this poor mountain and remote area.

Because, Lu Zhiqiang not only gave a considerable amount of banknotes, but also had requirements: to see blood, to see the disabled.

So, the bald thirty-four came here with a group of little brothers according to the instructions of the military brother.

At this moment, glancing at the old house, the bald thirty-four sneered twice: "That's right, it's this one." Brothers, you do it first, if you can smash it, smash it for Lao Tzu, and if you can knock it, knock it on Lao Tzu. When you're done with your work, Xiao Liuzi will come in with me again. Go ahead and do something nice......"

As he was saying this, at some point, a dirt dog suddenly sprang out in front of him, barking vigorously at this group of strangers.

The bald boy who was called Xiao Liuzi suddenly came to his senses, stretched out his palm back, and signaled everyone not to be busy.

He smiled and approached the dog, approaching lightly, and making a slight teasing sound from his mouth.

Strangely, hearing these sounds, the earth dog did not bark very wildly, but squatted in place, quietly watching.

At this moment, the little sixth son suddenly lifted the T-shirt, pulled out a shiny blade from it, and between the knife in his hand, the poor earth dog was in a different place in an instant: a stream of fishy nose and crimson blood, sprayed in all directions, and even drenched the little six sons......

"Brothers, what are you stupid about? It's your turn! ”

The little sixth son ignored it completely, carrying the blade stained with a little blood, and greeted him with a smile backwards.

At this time, a group of people pulled out various long and short utensils from their waists or abdomen, and marched towards the old Fan family violently. Before even reaching the door of the hall, some people threw a short stick in their hand towards the east window, and there was a messy and piercing "squeak", and the glass window, which was originally good, became a heart-wrenching tragic situation......

At that time, some figures leaned out of nearby homes.

But this time, it seemed that everyone had a premonition of a real fear that had never been seen before, and they just looked at it from a distance in horror, and did not form the close-up onlookers of the past......

At the moment, inside the hall, it was a different situation.

Fan Jianqiang, who was holding a firewood knife, glanced at the door lock of the West House, and then said to the one catty and nine taels hiding in the East House: "Big brother and second brother, get ready to do it!" The affairs of the old Fan family, the people of the old Fan family take the lead. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. If you can't dodge, let's break the net. Those who have a hard life can't die. You all look forward and don't think about what happens next. Perhaps, after today, there will be no later at all. Nine taels, you are the weakest, but now there is no one to protect you, it is all up to you. Believe me, the people of the old Fan family, first of all, do not be bullied by others, so that they can ...... later"

What is thrilling is that when he said the last sentence, Fan Jianqiang exerted all his strength, almost hysterical, and even the green tendons around his neck instantly burst out. Because, it was just when he said this that the half-hidden door of the hall was kicked open, and several figures stepped in arrogantly, mixed with all kinds of scolding and scolding......

Without any hesitation, Fan Jianqiang was like a hungry wolf at the moment, aiming at the first sight of the figure, raising his hand was a horizontal split, and regardless of whether he hit the target, he stepped forward without hesitation, and swooped forward fiercely, with a close-quarters melee attack:

Yes, just now in the crack of the door, he witnessed the arrogance and brutal cold-bloodedness of these bastards.

Yes, if you don't have the courage, don't take up arms.

Yes, at this moment, he emptied everything, leaving only the fight in his mind.

Yes, he had already smelled the blood around him, he had heard the screams, and he had upgraded from the kid who used to shout in the school cafeteria to a cold and fearless hot-blooded scavenger.

Yes, he faintly heard the shouts sweeping from the east room.

Yes, he could clearly hear the fierce fighting coming from outside the house.

Yes, at this moment, he knew that all the men had already done it according to their own arrangement......

On the other hand, those guys who rushed in were arrogant and uninhibited, and everywhere they went were violent conquests that swept away everything, frightened the cowardly, frightened the bold, and were always invincible and cold-blooded, how could they have encountered such a sudden and powerful fight?

At the moment, as soon as you step into the door, you will be like stepping into the air from the top of a skyscraper, and you will already be dancing with the long and short utensils in your hands, no goal, no strength, and of course no combat effectiveness......

However, a few minutes later, when Fan Jianqiang rushed out of the door with his hands on the firewood knife, there was already a blood-red silence all around: he was panting, his chest rose and fell violently, and with his chest he rose and fell violently, there was a large patch of blood stained in front of him...... For another moment, he felt a viscous stream of heat flowing down his head, slowly gathering to his eyebrows, and then slowly dripping from his sight......

He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he saw Zhang Qi and Da Yong walking towards him together, as well as several figures kneeling in a row a little farther away.

In an instant, he seemed to hear some screams, so he turned around quickly, and saw Jiang Wu and Qi Fu desperately hugging the almost crazy Jiu Liang......

He immediately dropped the knife in his hand and ran forward in a panic to check what was going on.

At this time, he saw Yijin walking over with his arms covered, saying something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

In the next second, he suddenly heard Jiu Liang frantically shouting "kill", and it became clearer and clearer.

"Third brother, are you okay? Jiuliang is nothing serious, it may be stimulated......" Zhang Qi hugged Fan Jianqiang from behind, and then bit his ear and said, "Third brother, you listen to me, now you immediately change your clothes and run to the mountain, and leave the rest to us......"

Fan Jianqiang exerted his strength violently, arched Zhang Qi's arms, and then continued to walk towards Jiuliang with a cold face: "Second brother...... Second brother...... Second brother ......"

This second brother was louder than the other, so that when he came to the front, he grabbed the placket of Jiu Liang's clothes and roared angrily.

Finally, Jiuliang stopped his madness, looked at Fan Jianqiang with tears on his face and dull eyes, and his lips trembled for a long time: "Eight ...... Eight taels ......"

Fan Jianqiang instantly laughed: "You're fine, you're okay!" Haha......"