Chapter 13: "The Massacre"

Everyone present subconsciously looked back, only to see Zhang Jianjun running from a distance in anger, and it was a little strange that there was a wild cat squatting on his shoulder.

"Jianjun, you're back." Old man Zheng shouted with joy on his face.

In any case, a young and strong man in the family is much stronger than his old arms and legs.

Zhang Jianjun walked into the courtyard and helped Zheng Laohan up: "Dad, are you okay?" ”

Zheng Laohan nodded: "I'm fine." ”

Zhang Jianjun put his mind at ease and whispered to the three members of the Zheng family: "I'm back, I'll handle the rest." ”

Mrs. Zheng held Zhang Jianjun's hand and burst into tears, while Zheng Xiaomei looked at him with a complicated expression.

Wang Jun roared arrogantly: "Damn, are you looking for death when you bought the inverted door?" Yesterday I spared you, and today you dare to come back. ”

Zhang Jianjun turned to look at him: "I said I would return the money to you, and I did what I said." ”

After finishing speaking, he opened the satchel on his back and took out two thousand yuan from it and handed it to Wang Jun.

Seeing the money, everyone present was dumbfounded.

No one could have imagined that this inverted door would really get back 2,000 yuan after going out for a long time.

Even Wang Jun was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take the money.

Zhang Jianjun retracted his hand at this time: "Give me the IOU first." ”

Wangjiatun is not big, and the Zheng family's courtyard is so noisy, attracting many villagers to watch.

Wang Jun originally wanted to play tricks, but with so many people watching, he had to reluctantly take out the IOU from his pocket and hand it over.

After Zhang Jianjun took the IOU and read it carefully, he directly tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground, and then threw the two thousand yuan to Wang Jun.

Wang Jun put the money in his pocket and glared at Zhang Jianjun fiercely: "Plug the door upside down, you wait for me." ”

Zhang Jianjun stood in front of him: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I returned the money to you, how should you count the matter of beating my father?" ”

Zheng Laohan didn't want to do much, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Forget about the army." ”

Zheng Xiaomei also whispered: "Don't be impulsive. ”

Wang Jun sneered disdainfully: "What do you want?" Do you want to beat me up? If you have the ability, you can try it, I didn't beat you to death last night, count you lucky, I have to ...... today"

Zhang Jianjun didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he slapped him directly, and then kicked him to the ground, with a hideous expression, and roared in a rough tone: "Damn it, what about Lao Tzu!" ”

His fierce appearance looks extremely scary.

Wang Jun lay on the ground and screamed twice, seeing that the little gangster he brought was still in a daze, he immediately roared: "Why are you still stupid, why don't you hurry up and kill him for me!" ”

The little gangsters reacted and surrounded them all, they knew that Zhang Jianjun was not easy to mess with, so today they all copied the guy who took advantage of it, and then surrounded it.

What they didn't know was that today's Zhang Jianjun was completely different from last night, after succeeding to the mountain god, his body seemed to have undergone some kind of peculiar transformation, not only could he understand the words of animals, but his strength and speed had also increased significantly.

Therefore, Zhang Jianjun did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with his bare hands.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xiaomei's heart beat wildly inexplicably, and she couldn't help shouting: "Be careful." ”

Zhang Jianjun turned around and smiled, and then the tiger entered the flock and began to unilaterally "slaughter".

The five or six thugs didn't hold on for even a minute, and they all fell to the ground wailing.

Wang Jun was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

It wasn't until he felt the cold gaze that he came back to his senses, looking at Zhang Jianjun who walked over slowly, he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, and only felt that his scalp was numb.