The son-in-law of the urban emperor
Wei Ping took a step forward.
"Really?"
Zhao Erlong was anxious on the spot: "Boy, you are looking for a draw!" Today, Lao Tzu will not abolish you, it will be your grandson! β
"Erlong!"
Zhao Dalong grabbed Zhao Erlong, he knew that his brother was a stunned young man.
If Erlong's shot is not serious and hurts someone, the two brothers will have to go to prison.
Zhao Erlong exclaimed unconvinced: "Big brother, don't pull me, let me clean up this kid!" β
Zhao Dalong also wanted to clean up Wei Ping, but he still suppressed his anger.
"Boy, I don't want to meet you today, what do you want to do!"
Wei Ping thought for a while and said: "My father worked for you and accidentally fell down from the upstairs, I came here today to get back the compensation that should have been given to me for my father!" β
Zhao Dalong snorted coldly: "Compensation? How much do you want? β
"One hundred thousand!"
Wei Pingfeng said lightly.
"Damn!"
Zhao Erlong scolded: "Why don't you shoot!" β
"One hundred thousand, you kid dare to say it, aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!"
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Zhao Erlong picked up the stool on the side and smashed it towards Wei Ping.
"I'm going to ask you for money!"
Wei Ping suddenly dodged sideways, the stool brushed in front of Wei Ping, Wei Ping kicked out, and kicked Zhao Erlong's stomach firmly.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Zhao Erlong flew out upside down and slammed into the wall.
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Zhao Erlong let out a wail, only to feel as if his lower abdomen was about to burst, and the sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body, and the blood in his body seemed to be about to coagulate.
It seemed that the limbs were about to fall apart, and Zhao Erlong snorted and lost consciousness.
"Erlong!"
Zhao Dalong saw that his brother was silent and fell to the ground, so he hurriedly went up to check.
Zhao Dalong's eyes were closed, and his breathing became extremely weak.
Zhao Dalong dragged Erlong and shook for a while, but Zhao Erlong's fingers didn't move, as if he was dead.
Zhao Dalong was a little panicked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and put it under Zhao Erlong's nose, but there was only air coming out, not in.
"Wake up, Erlong!"
"Erlong!"
Zhao Dalong panicked all of a sudden, and he sat up from the ground all of a sudden: "Okay, you Wei Ping, didn't we just take a little stinky money from you, you *** are so ruthless, beat my brother to death!" β
"Don't run if you have a kind, wait for me here!"
Zhao Dalong put down a cruel sentence, directly? ιγ½ι±Όε·³γζXII.b
> Wei Ping was a little bitter for a while, how could he kick Zhao Erlong to death with one kick. Zhao Erlong just didn't take a breath and fell into a state of fainting and suspended animation.
Wei Ping didn't intend to explain, Zhao Dalong was looking for someone, and he would only make this matter bigger, and the bigger the matter, the more people would look at it.
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It didn't take long.
Zhao Dalong rushed over with a few villagers, all of whom were holding shovels, hoes and other farm tools.
At the front, a middle-aged man in a somewhat whitish coat and a worn-out briefcase strode forward.
"Second uncle, it's him, the son-in-law of the old Wei family who went to the city!"
Zhao Dalong pointed at Wei Ping and said respectfully to the middle-aged man on the side.
When the middle-aged man heard this, Wei Ping, who was looking up and down, left and right, let out a cold snort from his nose.
"Good for your Wei Ping, you dare to do anything wrong in broad daylight! Do you really think that no one can cure you? β
The person who came was none other than Zhao Dalong's second uncle Zhao Banshan, the director of the village committee of Taoyuan Village.
Wei Ping glanced at his mouth: "Director Zhao, I came today to ask for my father's compensation!" β
"Go, go, what compensation!"
Zhao Banshan said impatiently.
A few steps came to Zhao Erlong, who fell to the ground, after all, these two brothers are his nephews, and blood is thicker than water.
Zhao Erlong, who fell to the ground, remained motionless,
Zhao Erlong really felt as if he was dead, and even his breathing stopped at this time!
"Dead?!"
Most of these people in Taoyuan Village have no culture. In their opinion, if a person is not breathing, he must be hanging.
"Wei Ping, you dare to commit murder in broad daylight!"
Wei Ping looked at Zhao Banshan and the others: "Who said he was dead, he just didn't come up in one breath and fainted!" β
Zhao Dalong scolded: "*** Are you blind, people are not breathing, you are here to tell me that people are not dead!" β
Zhao Banshan's gaze also became unkind: "After staying in the city for a few years, do you think that you are ***, and you will kill my nephew as soon as you come back!" β
"It's so lively!"
The quarrel here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding neighbors, which was already full of people.
"What! Who killed whom? β
"Zhao Erlong was actually beaten to death!"
"How can anyone in our Taoyuan Village dare to get along with the people of the Zhao family, isn't this boring?"
The little brothers who came with Zhao Dalong were even more indignant at this time, and shouted in unison.
"Murder pays for life!"
"Murder pays for life!"
"Arrest him and send him to the officer!"
Everyone in the audience began to accuse Wei Ping almost at the same time, pointing and pointing.
Wei Ping's face changed slightly.