In fact, with Tian Musheng's means, if he really made a dead hand, he would have put down Wen Shuo and Liu Maohe a long time ago.

But......

Can this dead hand be killed casually?

Finally, the movement of the three of them fighting, coupled with Liu Maohe's incessant scolding and screaming, attracted many residents of the community. Seeing that it was Wen Shuo who was fighting with someone, this was worth it? Although it was inconvenient for everyone to step forward to help, it was still no problem to pull the bias.

So the old man and the old lady stepped forward to dissuade and pulled Tian Musheng.

Tian Musheng immediately stopped, secretly relieved, but he could stop and fight again...... What if you can't help but miss?

Moreover, he was also a little scared that Wen Shuo, the fat man, had lost him.

But Tian Musheng never expected that these old men and old ladies would pull the wrong frame - after he stopped, he was surrounded by several old men and old ladies, grabbing his clothes, pulling his arms, and almost unable to move...... And those few people who dissuaded Wen Shuo only persuaded them verbally, and none of them pulled their hands to stop them, so Wen Shuo took the opportunity to rush forward, waved Wang Ba fist and scratched Tian Musheng, and added a few punches and kicks.

Poor Tian Musheng couldn't even dodge and block, for fear of accidentally hurting the old man who pulled the frame.

I could only take a few heavy hits alive.

It wasn't until Wen Shuo thought that he hadn't suffered a loss, at least a draw, that he was obviously symbolically persuaded.

Tian Musheng was so angry that he trembled, turned around and walked away quickly—he was angry, aggrieved, and worried about what he would suffer in a while—even Wen Shuo and Liu Maohe were unrelentingly scolding and provoking, but they had no intention, and they didn't dare to pay attention to it.

......

in the living room.

Wen Shuo, who had a blue nose and swollen face, sat on the sofa and looked at Liu Maohe, who also had a blue nose and swollen face, plus two panda eyes, with an impatient expression.

There is no image of the village chief and village tyrant of Liujiaying, standing in front of the mirror, grinning and moaning in pain, taking off his shirt, revealing bruises, redness, swelling and abrasions everywhere on his shoulders and back, and waist, while smearing iodine wine and anti-inflammatory powder, he showed a flattering smile to Wen Shuo from time to time.

"Your uncle!" Wen Shuo finally couldn't help but scold.

If it weren't for Liu Maohe's fight and injuries before, Wen Shuo would have kicked him out a long time ago—who would have thought that Liu Peel, who was almost fifty years old, would deliberately do such a disgusting behavior.

Liu Maohe was stunned, then walked over with a smile, dragged a chair and sat opposite Wen Shuo, grinned and endured the pain and said: "Shuo, I really haven't said a word about you and your master, even when I drink with others during this time, I am careful not to get drunk every time, for fear that I will lose my words and leak my mouth after drinking!"

"How did Tian Musheng know?" Wen Shuo said angrily, but he probably guessed something in his heart.

"I think it must be the villagers chewing their tongues and being heard by Tian Musheng, alas. Liu Maohe sighed.

In this world, there is really no impermeable wall.

Even in the current rural areas where communication is not developed and the thinking is relatively backward, the spread speed of rumors is quite fast - there is a way that there is no wind and no waves, and flies do not bite seamless eggs, after the death of the old Han Tou, some of Liu Maohe's behaviors are completely inconsistent with his previous style of behavior, and his contact with Wen Shuo in those two days could not completely avoid the eyes of the villagers, so the villagers who hated Liu Maohe but did not dare to provoke him openly were naturally happy to chew their tongues and guess in private, and they actually spread rumors to create some truths.

Thinking of this, Wen Shuo shook his head helplessly, then frowned and looked at Liu Maohe squint, and said, "I can't admit this matter even if I am killed." ”

"I don't need you to tell me. Liu Maohe said angrily.

Because he came back to his senses, he thought that Wen Shuo had scolded him without a head just now.

It just doesn't make sense!

Not to mention that no one dared to provoke him after being the king and hegemon in Liujiaying for so many years, just because he was so much older than Wen Shuo, and since the matter of Lao Han Tou, he has been busy with the old mansion to cover the courtyard wall, and Wen Shuo has also fought twice, and this time he was even injured, and he also helped him lie in the interview and gave him money......

It's time to pay it back, right?

Besides, when Wen Shuo set up the altar to invite the dead ghost old Han Tou, he Liu Maohe also paid for it, and now Wen Shuo actually put on a score in front of him, and scolded when he opened his mouth......

This example can't be kept!

Otherwise, Wen Shuo will not be allowed to ride on the neck of Liu Dacun to in the future?!

Wen Shuo naturally noticed the change in Liu Maohe's attitude, his eyes rolled, he spat on the ground, glared and said angrily: "If you had paid attention earlier, would you have allowed this kind of rumor to spread in the village? After all, it was your mother's village chief whose prestige in Liujiaying Village began to weaken, and it was you who didn't take Lao Tzu's affairs to heart!"

"Hey, I said Wen Shuo!" Liu Maohe suddenly became angry, stood up and stared at his neck and scolded: "You kid don't give face and shame, okay? I, Liu Maohe, can't I stand up to you, since the matter of the old Han Tou, I have helped your family in everything, and I have contributed money and efforts, and I don't want to fucking let go of my face, and I also maintain your face, but you are good, and you are used to having problems, I tell you Wen Shuo......"

"Fuck your fart!" Wen Shuo also stood up, angrily but glanced out of the window, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him quarrel with Liu Maohe, and then lowered his voice and glared and shouted: "You still don't fucking know how to count, that is, the old Han head has a good heart and is honest, he didn't know as much as you when he was alive, and he turned into a ghost when he died, and then he became a chicken!

"You ......"

"What's the matter? Don't believe it?" Wen Shuo snorted coldly: "Why do you think the vice president and assistant to the chairman of this Dechang Group came to invite me? Why did I drag it like 2580000 yuan in front of others?"

Liu Maohe was stunned, looking puzzled.

"Do you want to try it?" Wen Shuo sat back, looked at Liu Maohe with disdain, and said, "Stick a nail in your ancestral grave, and you can be paralyzed in bed!"

"Look at your stinky temper ......" Liu Maohe felt a chill in his back, and his tone suddenly softened.

"You're fucking shit lucky!" Wen Shuo didn't give up, and said, "I pondered, Lao Han Tou was not only because he was a good person and honest in his heart, but also because he didn't have a good time to fucking back, and he didn't dare to use his set of skills to harm others." After the reform and opening up, I want to clean you up, the old guy is also old, and everyone knows that he is a magic stick, and he knows some spells, he really wants to take revenge on you, and people can guess that he did it when he turns around, plus he still wants to live a few more years, and he is afraid that he will lose his life, so you can get away with it for so many years, hum!"

If it was before, Liu Maohe would not have believed this kind of word, but he had suffered from ghosts and seen Wen Shuo's methods with his own eyes, and now when he heard Wen Shuo say this, he believed eight or nine points out of ten.

He sat back in his chair and muttered with a face full of grievance and resentment: "Then you, you can't bully people like this, I'm not thin on you these days." ”

"Wouldn't it have been enough to talk like that earlier? Wen Shuo glared at him angrily and said, "Okay, I was also angry and said something angry just now!

"It's just that, I can't do it. Liu Maohe immediately smiled.

"Alright, let's go back early. Wen Shuo sighed, waved his hand and said, "If there are any moths over there in Tian Musheng, I will carry them, don't worry about him retaliating." ”

Liu Maohe's heart trembled, and he immediately showed gratitude and admiration, and hurriedly thanked him and said goodbye.

He pondered in his heart that Tian Musheng, an upper-class figure, would definitely take revenge for suffering a loss today. But Wen Shuo, why is he so confident to carry it himself? It seems that Wen Shuo is deeply hidden!

He didn't know that Wen Shuo was just trying to completely dispel the sense of resistance in his heart just now.

As for Tian Musheng's side, will he retaliate......

Wen Shuo judged that it should not.

Because of a character like Tian Musheng, since he came all the way from Linguan City to DongY County to find Lao Hantou, he didn't find Lao Hantou, so he asked around to investigate whether Lao Hantou had any apprentices, and when he heard about it, he personally came to the door to give generous conditions, although his attitude was arrogant and conceited, but he did have sincerity to invite.

Then, this shows that Tian Musheng has encountered an intractable incident.

Otherwise, he could have thought of another way to find someone else. Why bother to find Old Hantou's apprentice?

Therefore, Tian Musheng not only will not retaliate, on the contrary, it is very likely that he will come to the door again to ask for help - but the premise is that after Tian Musheng goes back this time, he must go to ask Gao Ming first because of his anger, but in the end, he can't invite a real person who can solve the problem he encountered.

Wen Shuo only guessed half right.

Because his judgment of Tian Musheng's mind is actually completely in line with the mind of Qi Dechang, chairman of Dechang Group.

Now Wen Shuo only hopes that Tian Musheng will not be lucky, and invite another real person.

Sending Liu Maohe away, Wen Shuo returned to the house, took the remaining iodine wine and anti-inflammatory powder that Liu Maohe bought, took off his clothes and smeared the wound, while muttering angrily: "Tian Musheng of the dog day, quite capable of fighting......"

Thinking back to the fight just now, Wen Shuo suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Because he is good at and accustomed to summing up experience, he was shocked to find a very practical and terrible problem - when he and Liu Maohe joined forces, not only did they fail to take advantage of Tian Musheng, but also Tian Musheng kept his hands countless times during the fight...... In other words, Tian Musheng let him and Liu Mao reconcile.

So, Wen Shuo was scared and a little ashamed.

In the end, it is not a victory!

Bah!

He's so powerful, and he has to go head-to-head with me, isn't this bullying!

It should be that he is not victorious!

Wen Shuo looked out the window angrily, wondering how much money he would ask if Tian Musheng came to the door again to invite him sincerely.

Or simply refuse?!

In fact, Wen Shuo still has some rejection in his heart about doing this kind of magic stick business.

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