Chapter 267, Master! High master!

Who did you mess with by yourself?

If you're hungry for a day, you can't eat a single meal!

Fang Xiaoyue, who resigned and left the school, is now not a polite teacher Fang in the classroom, but an angry man who can't eat enough and is anxious!

It just so happened that a strong man rushed past him, and his elbow hit him hard without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he didn't apologize or anything.

Come to think of it, these guys have already been able to fight, and they feel that they are the first in the king, and they are the best, maybe in his opinion, he didn't press Fang Xiaoyue to the ground and beat him, he was already gracious.

But when he thought like this, Fang Xiaoyue didn't think so: "Come back to me!" ”

With his right hand, he pulled the other person back.

"Apologize to me!"

With Fang Xiaoyue's voice, the strong man punched him viciously.

"Apologize? Say you're arm! ”

"Ouch! Big brother big brother I was wrong, I apologize, I apologize! ”

Seeing that the other party still dared to play tricks, Fang Xiaoyue didn't say much, and the hand that grabbed the opponent's left arm immediately pinched it, and the strong man immediately withered.

I can't help but wilt, it hurts!

He felt as if his arm had fallen into a red-hot iron clip, and it hurt so badly that he couldn't continue to be tough.

For his swift and weak will, kneeling and begging for mercy was undoubtedly the most convenient and quick move.

Fang Xiaoyue didn't care too much about him, grabbed the other party with his right hand and threw the strong man out a few meters.

After that, he rushed into the melee of the strong men, and all the guys in front of him, no matter which side they were, were knocked to the ground with a punch.

When the difference in strength between the two sides was too big, Fang Xiaoyue no longer needed boxing skills, only speed and strength were needed to be able to easily eat the other party.

In fact, before he could put down a few people, the remaining strong men diverted their attention and surrounded him, throwing the benches and wine bottles in their hands.

But Fang Xiaoyue stretched out his hand and threw the bench and wine bottle into the air directly and exploded.

This scene made the people who saw it gasp one by one.

Nima! Is this a martial arts master?!!

Fortunately, it's relatively backward here, otherwise, at this time, maybe a group of people will take their mobile phones to watch and shoot, and then send it to Douying, meager and so on, to deceive attention.

In that case, Fang Xiaoyue will really be famous.

It was precisely because of this that when Fang Xiaoyue rushed over and knocked over a few more of the strong men who had lost things, the remaining strong men turned around and ran away one by one.

No way, when the difference in strength is too great, the anger they had before has long since disappeared.

In these years, the guy who can't see the momentum has already died outside, so why not pretend to be the boss in his hometown.

However, Fang Xiaoyue didn't let them go, and after a few steps, he grabbed the strong men who escaped one by one, and jerked them in the face, and then threw them together after his nose was blue and swollen, like a mountain of meat, and there was a sound of ouch and ouch.

"Which of you is the boss? Who's going to tell me what's going on today? ”

Fang Xiaoyue wanted to find a clean bench to sit on, but when he looked around, he was either missing an arm or a broken leg, or it was sticky and dirty, which made him frown.

However, at this time, one of the young men, who was a little thin, sneered and brought a bench over and put it in front of Fang Xiaoyue.

For such an informed and interesting guy, Fang Xiaoyue still had a good impression, so she nodded to him, making the other party's heart happy.

No way, his current image here is a martial arts master.

In these years, there are not too many martial arts stories made into movies, and everyone has their own fantasies about martial arts.

Characters like Fang Xiaoyue appear in reality, and the popularity they receive is conceivable.

"Big, hero, we are the ....... of the 85 transport team"

A man whose face was so swollen that he couldn't see clearly got up cautiously and said while enduring the pain.

It turned out that there were groups of people on each side of the fight.

Here are the drivers of the 85 transport team, and over there are the workers of the rice mills.

Well, the transport team is a transportation enterprise operated by the government, to put it bluntly, there were few vehicles in the past, and in order to concentrate on doing big things, the vehicles were used in a centralized manner, and the transport team belonged to a collective enterprise.

If you need to transport something, you go to the transport team to solve the problem.

In fact, in this plane, with the increasing development of the economy, many local transport fleets have been disbanded or transferred to private individuals.

In an economically underdeveloped area like Zhanghe County, there is still such an establishment as a transport team.

In the past, the relationship between the transport team and the rice mill was not very good.

The reason is very simple, although the transport team is a collective transportation enterprise, and in the past, the state allocated funds to pay wages, but now it is different, and it must be responsible for its own profits and losses.

And the last thing they want to deal with is the rice factory, which is troublesome and picky, and every time they pay the transportation fee, it will take a long time.

Just because of the transportation fee, the transportation team went to the higher authorities with the rice factory several times, so there were potential contradictions.

This time, both sides went to the small night market to drink night beer and eat barbecue, and they collided.

The people of the transport team ridiculed the rice factory for being poor, and the rice factory said that the transport team was stupid.

"Okay, they're not children anymore, and those who should be compensated have to be compensated!"

Fang Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to the contradiction between the transport team and the rice factory, and only allowed them to leave after they lost money to the owners of several stalls.

However, just when Fang Xiaoyue left, the stall owners thanked Fang Xiaoyue for coming forward to uphold justice, but they specially packed some food one by one and let him take it away.

He was not hypocritical, he just didn't eat enough, so he took it back and ate it slowly, and it was a supper.

Carrying a few large bags of food, carrying a box of beer back to the small western-style building, sitting in the bedroom, Fang Xiaoyue opened the beer, and had a beautiful meal with crayfish and mutton skewers.

Although in terms of nutrition and calories, this should be similar to those compressed biscuits, but in terms of taste, it must be a world of difference.

Fang Xiaoyue was originally a person who was more greedy for food, but he was greedy for this time.

After eating and drinking, and washing up, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

Time passed bit by bit, at 12 o'clock in the evening, in the mirror facing the bed on the desk in the room, Fang Xiaoyue's mirror image suddenly turned over, then climbed up, and then walked towards the mirror.

When he stopped, he had a smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to be staring at the sleeping Fang Xiaoyue through the mirror.