Chapter Ninety-Three: Bullying is not a deception
She had already investigated the identity of Lin Fan, a mysterious person, and the police told her that she was just an outsider, and she would leave in two days, so she didn't take it to heart, she didn't trouble him before, and she also had the principle of bullying the familiar and not bullying the living.
"If I hadn't seen you, I wouldn't have known that there would be so many bandits in the small county town, no different from those ruffians in the city."
Lin Fan said slowly, sighing that where there are people, there must be greed, and in this small county town, the strength and weakness of the high and low are also very obvious.
Not only that, although he stopped Yan Meiyu, he actually felt that this matter was a little tricky in his heart, after all, he didn't have a trace of true qi in his dantian, and a lot of kung fu he had learned couldn't be used, and the few strong men around him didn't seem to be so easy to deal with.
"You are a foreigner, you are too lenient, be careful that I let the police arrest you, the ghost knows where you came from."
Yan Meiyu threatened again, give him one last chance, if Lin Fan doesn't get out of the way again, then he won't care about anything anymore, and directly let the thugs on both sides go.
"Brother Lin, don't get involved in our family's affairs, this matter has nothing to do with you."
Fang Weisheng tried hard to break free from the shackles of the two big men, but he couldn't, so he could only beg Lin Fan: "I just ask you to help take care of my mother, if I go to the new building, it will be impossible to come back for a while, and she can't do some work alone." ”
"Fart, if you don't let my son go today, no one will want to leave!" Fang's mother didn't know when she went back to the house, and when she came out again, there was already a bright kitchen knife in her hand, she held the kitchen knife horizontally, and stared at Yan Meiyu viciously.
"Let my son go, or I'll fight with you!" She was about to rush forward, Yan Meiyu was so frightened that she hurriedly took a few steps back, but she ran into Lin Fan standing in front of her like a wall, and she was in a dilemma for a while, and shouted angrily, "Pull them all away, quickly pull them all away for me!" When several thugs heard her order, they all rushed up, leaving only one person to hold Fang Weisheng.
Lin Fan was the first to be attacked by the other party, and a thug tried to pull Lin Fan away from Yan Meiyu with a fierce face, and one arm was already on his shoulder.
If this had been placed in the past, Lin Fan would have a hundred ways to dodge this blow, but now, he could only watch as the other party's broad palm was placed on his shoulder, and then a huge force dragged him away, and then several thugs rushed to him, and their fists and feet fell on Lin Fan like rain.
Lin Fan was pulled away so easily, obviously to Yan Meiyu's surprise, she thought that the other party had some tricks that she didn't use, so she deliberately took a few steps back to guard against it, but she saw Lin Fan being dragged out very facelessly.
"I thought this kid had some special skills, but I didn't expect him to be a showman."
Wang Dahu complained to the people around him while squeezing Lin Fan painfully, Lin Fan ran past him just now, which made him lose face, and now he beats people the hardest.
"What a showman, a bad one."
Another chimed in.
In Jiufang County, the meaning of the word Xiucai is different from other places, and the Xiucai here is more often an insulting word, used to describe those weak scholars who are full of books.
There were also people who tried to justify the two words Xiucai, but they were approached by these idle ruffians under Yan Meiyu, led by Wang Dahu, and stripped off and hung on an old tree outside the county.
Since then, no one dares to stand up against Wang Dahu and their shameful laughter, and Xiucai has become a popular term in the county similar to "weak chicken".
"Let him have a long memory, it's almost over, Baoping is still waiting for me to go back."
Yan Meiyu saw that Wang Dahu was addicted, and reminded her with some displeasure, she didn't want to stay on this mounds full of flies, and there was a crazy woman behind her who was screaming with a kitchen knife to kill herself, although she was stopped, she was still a little uneasy, since she had already gotten the things, she would go back quickly.
"Come on."
Wang Dahu looked at Lin Fan, who was struggling to get up on the ground, aimed at the back of his head, and hit him with a fist, and the latter fell to the ground in response, his limbs weakly collapsed on the ground, unable to struggle.
After this punch, Wang Dahu withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and the kitchen knife in Fang's mother's hand had been snatched away by the people on his side and thrown into the grass in the distance.
"Bastard, you will be punished for doing this, be careful that the thunder will kill you one day!" Fang's mother was pressed to the ground, her cheeks were already stained with a lot of mud, but her mouth was still scolding unforgivingly swearing, this is the sorrow of the people at the bottom, and a debt of 5,000 yuan is very likely to crush a family.
Lin Fan was very irritable, as if there were countless voices shouting in his ears, crying, scolding, and arrogant reprimands, in his hazy consciousness, he suddenly realized that he was actually very useless.
I can't beat people in a fight, and I can't use the medical skills that I rely on to support my life, and even the true qi that I have practiced hard for many years has disappeared cleanly, so I can only watch Fang Weisheng be taken away, go to the unknown "new building", and do the hard work of the black brick kiln.
"This show is not as good as a girl, and she was beaten down with just one punch."
"It's just a piece of shit."
Wang Dahu's joking ridicule sounded in his ears, sharp and piercing.
"I'm not" Lin Fan lay on the ground, and his ten fingers suddenly clasped the ground hard, because they were too hard, and their fingertips had sunk deep into the soft soil.
"I'm not a waste" The teacher's kind face came to his mind, recalling that when he was just on the mountain, he was ignorant and cowardly, and stood in front of the door with some fear, hesitating and not daring to enter.
"Standing outside the house, you can never know what's inside."
Xue Qinggui didn't come out to pick him up, but let out a sharp-tongued Zen voice through the door.
If you lie on the ground like this, I'm afraid that you are really the talent in their mouths, weak and useless, and you can't even swing your fists.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan didn't know where the strength came from, so he actually stood up with his arms propped up, shook it twice, aimed at Wang Dahu in front of him, and swung it with a fist scattered.
"Rub!" Wang Dahu had already turned around and left, and when he heard movement behind him, he turned around, only to see a fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and before he could react, he was punched by Lin Fan on the bridge of his nose, and a sore pain came from the bridge of his nose, and some kind of warm liquid flowed out of his nose.