"Grandpa! How did you come here? Lu Xiaokun asked in surprise.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Jiaming also shouted.

The old bastard was holding two iron balls in his hands, but the dog didn't follow, his eyes narrowed into a slit and looked at the little hooligans, and said word by word: "This is the stall of my two grandsons, there is a kind of you lifting one for me to see!" ”

The voice is not loud, and the speed of speech is not fast, but it exudes a ruthlessness.

A thug laughed, laughed almost out of breath, spit out a mouthful of old phlegm viciously and said, "Old coffin, don't be embarrassed!" I'm going to pout your two grandsons' stalls now! ”

While saying this, the little gangster was full of strength on his right foot, ready to kick Zhang Jiaming's gun stall.

"You're looking for death!" The old bastard let out a loud shout, and an iron ball in his hand flew out like lightning.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The iron ball was not biased or oblique, and it just smashed on the facebone of the kid's flying leg, and it was hard to hit it, and it was a pain in the heart, and the little gangster hugged the calf and rolled around in pain, crying dad and calling mother.

"Is this virtue still mixed in society? What a shame! The old bastard shook his head contemptuously and said.

The gangsters all understand the truth of both prosperity and loss, if they can't find this field today, it is really a face, and the remaining three gangsters made eye contact, and each pulled out an iron rod more than a foot long from his sleeve.

The old bastard stretched out a thumbs up and praised: "There is a kind! ”

"Old thing! Give you a face, you're still energetic! The three thugs scolded and scolded and surrounded them with iron rods in their hands.

Lu Xiaokun also pulled out the military thorn under the box, "Grandpa, I'll help you!" ”

Zhang Jiaming, who originally wanted to calm things down, was now roasted on the fire, and he had to express his attitude, he picked up the thick iron chain that locked the tricycle, and shouted in a fearless childish voice: "Grandpa, I'm here to help you!" ”

"Hahaha!" The old bastard looked at the two grandsons and smiled heartily, and there was a rare amount of love in his eyes, but for a moment, his eyes became very cold, "You two little rabbit cubs are flashing to Lao Tzu!" lest the blood of these fellows be splashed all over you! ”

Zhang Jiaming and Lu Xiaokun looked at each other, Lu Xiaokun nodded, took the lead and took a few steps back, and Zhang Jiaming also took a few steps back.

The old bastard took off the black cotton jacket with a buckle on his body, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body with his bare shoulders, and his skin was not at all like an old man over sixty years old, his body was covered with large and small scars, which made people feel terrifying, and there was a sharp axe pinned to his waist, and the wooden handle was oily and smooth, and the color was very deep, and he looked at it for some years.

Zhang Jiaming was shocked to see the scars on Lu Xiaokun's grandfather's body, and the three gangsters were also stunned and couldn't help but stop.

The old man said with a smile: "These scars are left by Lao Tzu and the devil fighting bayonets, the little devil who died in my hands can't count the two slaps, after the liberation, the hooligans and scoundrels in Yangjiang City who were cleaned up by Lao Tzu can't count the two slaps, but I haven't met a person who has the ability to leave a scar on Lao Tzu's body, today I want to see if a few of you have the ability to leave some souvenirs on the old man!" ”

Zhang Jiaming was a little surprised, it turned out that Lu Xiaokun's grandfather was still an anti-Japanese veteran, but it was very likely that his ass did the wrong thing back then, otherwise it would be at least a county-level treatment now. If Old Man Lu can live for another twenty or thirty years, with the adjustment of national policies, this anti-Japanese hero will also receive his due honor, and maybe he can be invited to participate in the National Day military parade that year.

Without exception, the gangsters believe in the truth that whoever has a hard fist is the uncle, and one of the gangsters said: "Today, our brothers have to smash this stall!" ”

The other two thugs chimed in.

The old bastard took the axe at his waist in his hand and said, "Is it wrong with me?" Let me tell you a few little cubs, I am the ancestor of the trouble! I haven't tasted meat in this axe for years, so I'll open it for you today! ”

Just when the tension on both sides was raging, the lame king limped over in a yellow tweed coat and said to several of his subordinates: "Put away all the sticks for me, and stay there!" ”

The old bastard squinted at the cripple and didn't say a word.

Wang Lame took out a box of Liangyou brand cigarettes from his pocket, put one in front of the old bastard, and said with a smile on his face: "Old bastard old hero, look up to ...... for a long time"

The two senior titles of 'old bastard' and 'old hero' put together and said, how awkward it is to be, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help but want to be happy.

"Grass mud horse! My grandfather's nickname is also what you can shout? Lu Xiaokun held a military spur and made a gesture to stab Wang Cripple, but Wang Cripple staggered back several steps in fright.

"Xiaokun, put the guy away." The old bastard waved his hand to Lu Xiaokun and said.

Lu Xiaokun rolled his eyes and hid the military thorn in his sleeve, and the ruthlessness on his face did not dissipate at all.

Wang Cripple steadied his pace, thought for a while, and then changed his title, "Lu Ye, you don't recognize me, I am Wang Biao's son, seventy-seven years, you and my dad were also present when the duel on the Bayi Embankment, I was thirteen years old that year, when that scene I can remember for a lifetime, my dad came up with three knives and three holes on his thigh and wanted to stop you, but I didn't expect you to come to a three-knife and six-hole, but it shocked my dad, since then, my dad has washed his hands and quit the rivers and lakes, you are old and mighty!" ”

Zhang Jiaming pondered the terminology of the rivers and lakes in Wang Cripple's mouth, three knives and three holes, it should be three blood holes in his own brigade with a knife, so what about three knives and six holes? Oh my mother, isn't that a knife on the thigh? The old bastard grandpa is cruel enough to himself!

"Green leaves? Well, today my old man will be a green leaf to be a foil for you little red flowers! "The old bastard is also humorous.

"Don't joke with the juniors, it's not Luye who is Lu Ye! Who would dare to treat you like a green leaf? Including my dad Wang Biao, He Lao Liu from the coke factory, and Huang Daya from Nanguan, which one is not convinced by your old heart? The lame king complimented.

"Oh! Since this is giving my old man face, can my two grandsons' stalls be set up here? The old bastard asked.

"Yes! Absolutely! Of course you have to give your old face! Wang Cripple smiled and his voice changed, "But don't you have to talk about first-come-first-served when doing business?" The cannon stall opposite is my brother and my sister-in-law have been set up there more than half a month ago, your two grandsons have only come in the last two days, and as soon as they come, they will top my brother and my sister-in-law's business. I can't watch my brother and sister-in-law go hungry, can I? ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" The old bastard smiled, "You and your father have a virtue, which one is your relative, and there are the most relatives in Yangjiang City!" Those two are at most your neighbors, so let your relatives come and talk about the conditions, but if you want us to move the nest, then don't talk about it! ”

"Master Lu, since the two of us are not outsiders, we can't hurt the harmony because of this incident, it's better to let the parties talk face-to-face, I'll go over and talk to those two people." The king limped towards the two men opposite.