Bullying less with more is exactly what this group of scoundrels have always done. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone helped Jiang Liao, who came out for everyone, sweated, and said in his heart: This young man from a foreign country is so ignorant, how can the injuries caused by this beating be covered by two bags of grain silver, and the old grain housekeeper shook his head both sadly and helplessly.

In the poor countryside, swords are all luxury ornaments, and good iron is used to make farm tools, and each of them holds a stick the thickness of an egg in their hands, and they are approaching Jiang Liao step by step.

The sturdy young man who was cold suddenly jumped up, and Jiang Liao was a stick. frightened everyone into exclaiming, if this stick is hit, I'm afraid that people will be killed!

A scorching wind blew across the face of the dog next to Jiang Liao, and everyone only heard a bang, Jiang Liao was still standing intact, but the sturdy young man who jumped up was gone!

The sharp-eyed people suddenly found that the young man appeared on the grain stack three feet away, and the whole person was attached to it, still maintaining the posture of raising the stick and smashing it, several bags of grain were broken, and golden wheat was splashed everywhere.

Jiang Liao muttered in a low voice: "It's a little off, it's a pity for the grain." ”

The elegant finch was silent in the field, and Cuihua's eyes showed the brilliance of reverence for heroes, and the man she fancied was really strong!

The tall man who was a little stupid said angrily: "His grandmother's, it's evil!" With a turn of his body, he used all his strength to aim at Jiang Liao, and it was a stick horizontally!

The dog had not yet recovered from the shock he had just had, and once again felt a hot wind blowing in front of him.

"Suddenly!" was another sound. The big stupid guy who swept the stick disappeared again. It wasn't until a moment later that there was a muffled pop in the distant rice field after harvesting, as if a sack had been dropped from the sky.

"This time there was no bias. Jiang Liao looked at his fist and muttered in a low voice.

More than a dozen splashes were stunned on the spot. After being silent for a long time, Tu Er knew that he had met a master this time, and his face was blue for a while.

As if he had found gold, the dog stared at Jiang Liao with wide eyes. It is rare to meet such a master in such a poor and remote place for a hundred years, and the dog can't help but want to step forward and touch Jiang Liao to see if it is true, but he was glared at by the tiger girl fiercely, and withdrew his claws full of black mud between his fingernails.

Everyone was in a relaxed mood, with the support of the masters, and the eyes of the scoundrels were bold. Several long-term workers, who were already penniless and not afraid of retaliation, even silently put their hands on the farm tools next to them.

The scoundrel focuses on splashing and relieving, and he doesn't want any face at all, let alone morality, and is ready to change his face at any time. Jiang Liao's miraculous shot just now, they knew that even these dozen or so people were all wild.

It was no longer possible to use force, and the thin man known as the second brother took a step forward and arched his hand: "I don't know what it is...... When the young man comes, there are many offenses! There are many offenses!"

Seeing that Jiang Liao was not angry when he tossed it, he rolled his eyes and said: "But what the young man said is very true, they are all poor brothers, earn a few pennies of hard-earned money, and see that the sun is about to set, don't delay the farming time, the brothers will help the young man to do the work in the field." ”

The implication is: the other helpers are all gone, and the grain bags in the entire wheat field are done by Jiang Liao and his own people, and today's work is done!

When the other long-term workers and grain households heard this, the possibility of earning under Jiang Liao's divine power was gone, and they were willing to agree, relying on their courage, and shouting one after another: No!

The people on the threshing field usually saw these scoundrels in the town, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to say anything, but today, under Jiang Liao's divine might, they were so excited that they were ready to move. A bad premonition suddenly rose in Tu Er's heart.

Tu Er is a well-known pimp within a radius of 100 miles, well versed in the Taoism between rural neighbors, and he also pays attention to some superficial benevolence and righteousness. It is precisely because the villagers are easy to bully and are used to being bullied that they have a good life of eating and drinking spicy food. If it really arouses a lot of public indignation, after a battle, not to mention the losses you suffer, the prestige used to bluff people will be gone, and it will not be easy to do it in the fish and meat township in the future, and it will be difficult for the uncle in the town to make a difference.

As soon as his mind was overturned, he was ready to take another step back, using the lack of time as an excuse to have a good benefit, and the helper, the boy and his own people, everyone had a share, and everyone did this work together.

Tu Er was just about to speak, but Jiang Liao spoke, and a faint voice came out in the wheat field in the countryside: "The grain in the field, today grandpa and I have a garden!"

Everyone was stunned again, this time even Cuihua felt that they had heard it wrong, the entire wheat field, nearly 100,000 quintals of grain, less than an hour before dark, even the gods could not finish moving.

Tu Er thought that Jiang Liao had started to be unreasonable.

The thin second child saw the solemnity in Jiang Liao's eyes, smiled, and hurriedly said the matter to death: "Shaoxia is so courageous! I and my brothers are on the side to cheer for Shaoxia, if Shaoxia can't move the 100,000 quintals of grain before sunset, even if we are carrying lanterns, our brothers will also help Shaoxia." Facing the helpers and grain households, he smiled and said, "But this salary, of course, is a little more expensive at night than for 100 days,...... Collect it tenfold. ”

"What the second brother said is reasonable!"

"That's what the second brother said!"

"Everyone listens to the second brother!"

The crowd behind him began to shout again.

The faces of the helpers and grain households turned green with anger, ten times the salary, isn't this a robbery, they are about to catch up with the price of half a bag of grain! This second child with a bad stomach is the most hateful, if he hadn't even coaxed himself to the gambling house in the town that day, he would not have lost a year's salary to Tu Er, and he also borrowed five taels of silver from him.

Cuihua didn't expect that the man she liked was not only tall and tall, but also didn't even blink when he talked big. Although he didn't blame, he still looked at Jiang Liao with a hint of resentment in his eyes, and without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves, leaked out his white and thick arms and began to set the car, ready to start.

Jiang Liao rarely calls himself a grandfather, and today he is really angry with the methods of this gang of scoundrels. In the future, I will have to come to the town to buy food, and I can't beat all the people in front of me.

At this time, looking at the stunned crowd, I felt a burst of laughter in my heart. I secretly said in my heart: You think boxing is my forte! Wrong, my forte has always been carrying sacks. To be precise, it is to carry grain bags, when I was in Hengshui School, I had to carry rations and walk dozens of miles of mountain roads every week, and now after cultivating martial arts, I am going down the mountain to buy grain and carry it back to Tianzhu Peak.

There are sacks in the school, and there are sacks on the grain ship to the Netherworld Island, and now Tianzhu Peak is still inseparable from the sack when practicing martial arts, as if he is destined for the sack. He even considered whether he would use a sack as a weapon when he became famous in the future.

I remember that I once said to Xu Feng: "Is this poor man's life unchangeable for the rest of his life!? Even going to school had to carry a sack, and he was laughed at by his classmates." ”

Xu Feng's clean face was piled up with a playful smile, and said: "What is the life of a poor person, who forced you to carry a sack, you are the life of a foodie!"

However, the gravity of the sack pressed on his body, and he could only deal with the heavy sack, and the exhaustion of the heavy trek made Jiang Liao's already not very bright brain have no time to think about the father he was looking forward to at home, the discrimination he had suffered in the school, the poor and dilapidated courtyard, the cold and biting six-foot alley, and the door panel on which he was dying.

Spending all his body and mind on the sack can make Jiang Liao calm down, full, and with heavy breathing and steady steps, he can find his firm self little by little. So carrying a sack also made Jiang Liao addicted.

Jiang Liao suddenly smiled a little shyly, and said to himself: "Let's have another addiction." In everyone's puzzlement, Jiang Liao ordered the ox carts to line up in turn, and then looked intently at the mountains of grain bags in the field.

Jiang Liao's body, which had been tempering under the waterfall for months, suddenly seemed to have grown a little taller, and he took a calm breath at the sun that was about to set more than a zhang high.

At Tu Er's beheaving, his men scattered one after another, came to the sides of the various grain piles, and stared at the other helpers to prevent them from helping secretly.

Everyone looked helpless, and they were extremely looking forward to what magical means this young man who was as strong as a mountain would use.