In a private house, looking at Zhao Jiaqing and others lying on the ground groaning, Wang Yan said lightly: "I don't want your wives anymore. I'll give you a week to raise money. If you don't have money, just vacate the house."

Regardless of the ugly faces on the ground, Wang Yan turned around and left after speaking.

Seeing Wang Yan leave, one person struggled to sit up with a "hiss... hiss...": "Ouch, I didn't realize that this grandson is so thin and monkey-like that he still has these two blows. It hurts me to death..."

Zhang Jun frowned in pain: "Okay, don't say it's useless. We lost all our money and our house to him, so let's think about what to do."

"It's your choice, what do you think we should do?" This was said to Zhao Jiaqing, who was grinning at the same time.

As soon as this person spoke, the others reacted. Yes, it was all the grandson who was holding it back. Otherwise, what would have happened today?

"Yes, Zhao Jiaqing, this was your idea, what do you think we should do?"

"That's right. If it weren't for you, would we be like this?"

Zhao Jiaqing's face turned blue with anger. Why am I the one who picked it? You bastards have probably already arranged how to spend the money. Of course, he would not dare to say this. After thinking about it, he said: "Well...

...Yes. Can't he fight? Let's invite Brother Tiger..."

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Dark clouds cover the moonlight, and the night becomes darker. The drizzle is accompanied by yellow leaves falling, and the mood of autumn is getting stronger.

Wang Yan walked on the road happily with his hands behind his back, humming a tune.

He just wanted to win some money so that they could have a better memory. As for the three people working together to trick him, and the wink from a spectator, he didn't really care. He knew how to do both things, even if his gambling skills were only as low as

At the level of lv2, he can deal with these small characters with absolute ease.

Who would have known that Zhao Jiaqing and the others were real gamblers. They lost their minds and didn't care about anything. The wives of the house were all here. Such a virtuous Wang Yan was not used to being sick, and these people either had no parents, or

Even if you have several parents and brothers, you can't expect anything like this. They are all unpopular, not a good thing, and it would be more suitable for them to go out and pick up rags.

Wang Yan was not thinking about Zhao Jiaqing and the others. He was looking around. It's not like he had never been to Gan Province. It was during the war in "The Grandmaster" that he was forced to come here. During the Battle of Nandu, although he was not in front of the battlefield.

Well, they also destroyed the logistics behind enemy lines. But that was in the 1930s, and now it is the late 1980s, and the changes are absolutely earth-shaking. From now on, when you are free, you will have to take a walk and look around.

His home was not very far away, and he arrived in a short while. In front of him was an old two-story building, and his home was the one in the middle.

Wang Yan took out the key from the space, opened the door and walked in.

Turning on the light, what you can see is, well... very clean. There is only a large table in the middle with a few chairs scattered around. On the right is a kitchen with all the pots, pans and everything. There is also a separate

The room can be regarded as a bathroom. In addition, there is nothing else, and the house seems relatively empty.

Wang Yan enjoyed everything, and didn't care much about this or that. He took a casual look, boiled water on the kitchen stove, and went to the bedroom upstairs.

The layout upstairs is still the familiar one. A large bed, bookshelves filled with books on the walls, a long table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones and a large chair near the window.

There were not many ink stains, so Wang Yan took out his vest and shorts, put them on, and took out a book to read for a while. After the hot water boiled downstairs, Wang Yan simply washed up, wiped his body, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

passed.

The next day, Wang Yan got up on time full of energy, got dressed, went downstairs, stretched his arms and kicked his legs, and started his daily morning exercises.

Feeling refreshed after some exercise, Wang Yan found a breakfast shop and had a simple bite before returning home and boiling water to wash up.

It's not that he can't stand cold water, it's just that he doesn't have that hobby, and he doesn't need to exercise himself. Warm water is more comfortable. He has plenty of time, and it's not too late, and he doesn't mind the trouble, so he just boils hot water.

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After cleaning up, Wang Yan set off to work and become a glorious railway worker.

His home was still far away from where he worked, and he had to walk for a long time. As he walked, Wang Yan thought that it would be more convenient to wait until he had a break to go to the whole bicycle.

The average monthly salary of a person these days is more than a hundred yuan, which means that some people have a few hundred yuan, and some people have dozens of yuan. And a bicycle costs about two hundred yuan, which is higher than someone's salary.

It's more than 120 a month, which is not a low salary. It takes a month and a half without food or water to build a bicycle. Others have to support their families and live, so they have to save for several months to buy a bicycle.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him. He just won a lot of money yesterday. Is he that far behind?

When we arrived at the place, the time was just right. Wang Yan found Wang Dashan among the crowds of people. As soon as he stood beside him, before he could say anything, the foreman came in.

After chatting about the daily routine and talking about the work tasks, the foreman left.

Then the respective team leaders made further assignments, and the day's work began.

Zhao Jiaqing and others, who didn't pay any attention to the bruised and swollen faces that had gathered together to look at him with ill intentions, went out to work with Wang Dashan who didn't know why. The two of them were together and were old partners.

Walking on the gravel beside the railway, Wang Dashan asked worriedly: "How are you? Didn't they win everything together? What happened to their faces? Did you have a conflict with them?"

"Don't worry, nothing happened. On the contrary, they won a lot. They just drank too much and fell. Don't worry. By the way, after lunch, let's go buy some food and have a good meal.

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Wang Dashan waved his hand quickly: "No, there's no need, I won't miss your food. If you have money, you should save up and marry a wife. I'm worried about you."

Not willing to pay attention to him who didn't know how to deal with it, Wang Yan said: "Okay, that's it. We didn't eat less before. Let's go quickly. We don't have to wait for the switch today. Let's do some maintenance in the morning."

Good morning when you're done."

"No, I said you..." Seeing that Wang Yan had already taken a few steps away from him and refused to listen to his nonsense, Wang Dashan shook his head and took two quick steps to follow him without saying anything more.

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Everyone was talking to Wang Dashan. Wang Yan was working quickly, and it was noon.

The two of them took their lunch boxes and walked a short distance to the cafeteria to get food. The iron rice bowl is not a joke, it is really in charge of the food. Of course, the master chef is also an iron rice bowl, and that's all it takes to make a big pot of rice.

Come on, I can eat enough anyway.

After dinner, Wang Yan took Wang Dashan, who was whining, to a nearby selling place. He bought some cooked food, meat, fish, vegetables, candies and fruits. He sent them to Luo Yuzhu, who was selling things with his children at the entrance of the station, and also

Without saying much, he told her to make some hard dishes for the evening and the two of them left.

Luo Yuzhu understood what was going on as soon as she saw it. It was obvious that she won a lot yesterday, and her family also benefited from it.

Wang Yan and Wang Dashan were walking towards where they were working. When they passed by a relatively secluded place overgrown with weeds, they saw a group of people led by Zhao Jiaqing stop.

Wang Yan had already expected this situation. After all, yesterday they refused to admit their fault and wanted to overturn him and destroy the documents. It was normal for him to find a big brother to stand up today. When there is no other way, besides bowing his head, force is the most effective way to solve the problem.

method.

"You stay here, I'll go see what's going on." After saying this, Wang Yan picked up a stick on the side of the road and walked towards the group of people pointing at him on the opposite side.

Seeing Wang Yan coming over, Zhao Jiaqing, who had a bruised nose and face, looked slightly interested: "Wang Yan, there are so many of us, is it useful for you to hold a stick? We are all workers, we meet without looking up, and we don't want to embarrass you. As long as you hand over the papers.

Give it to us, take some money to treat the brothers to a drink, and then this matter is over, how about it?"

Standing next to Zhao Jiaqing, a relatively muscular man with a sinewy face stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother, I am Liu Jinhu from the south of the city. It is better to dissolve enemies than to marry them. How about you give me some face?"

Give you some face? Do you have any face?

Wang Yan didn't want to talk nonsense with these scum, so he used three-thirds of his strength to knock Liu Jinhu down with a stick. Then the wolf entered the flock of sheep, and when he got up, he was beaten with a bang.

Seeing Wang Yan taking action, Wang Dashan, who followed behind instead of obeying, took out a wrench and joined in.

After a while, except for Wang Yan, no one could stand, and they were all on the ground groaning.

After his blood faded, Wang Dashan stood aside tremblingly as he reacted, looking at the large group of people on the ground, thinking about the possible consequences in his mind.

"What...what should I do?"

Wang Yan gave him a strange look: "I didn't kill anyone, so what else can I do? Of course I have to pay for it."

"Compensate? With so many people beating you, you still have to pay?"

Ignoring him, Wang Yan walked up to Liu Jinhu, knelt down, hit his head with a stick, and raised his chin: "Do you accept it?"

Liu Jinhu gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Yan without saying a word.

"Very good." Wang Yan stood up, walked around behind him, and hit his leg with a stick.

"Ouch...hiss...hiss..." Liu Jinhu screamed, his eyes bulged, he sucked in air, gritted his teeth, and trembled hard.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yan didn't waste any words and dropped the stick again.

Liu Jinhu was indeed so fierce that he rolled on the ground in pain and gritted his teeth.

"If I take this stick, your leg will be useless. My patience is limited. I will ask you one last time, do you accept it?"

Liu Jinhu, who was lying on the ground, stared at Wang Yan fiercely and said nothing.

The others had stopped shouting a long time ago and looked at Wang Yan nervously.

Regardless of Wang Dashan's obstruction, Wang Yan raised the stick high and hit Liu Jinhu's leg hard.

"I'm convinced...I'm convinced...ah..."

"Did you tell me earlier? Fortunately, I stopped it, otherwise your leg would have been really broken."

Wang Yan can handle it, but he doesn't want to get sick, so who are he going to compete with? If the stick is used, a broken bone will not be able to escape.

When Liu Jinhu had finished calling, Wang Yan said calmly: "Five thousand, is there any problem?"

With these few sticks, Liu Jinhu understood very well that there was no room for maneuver at all: "No...hiss...no problem."

"Very good, come on, let's make a written statement." As he spoke, Wang Yan took out a pen and paper from his pocket and started writing.

After Liu Jinhu signed and pressed his fingerprints stained with blood, Wang Yan walked up to Zhao Jiaqing and others, raised three fingers: "Three days, I'll give you three days to collect the money."

"I... we really... really can't afford so much. If we lose our house, how will we live? Please take pity on us. We know we are wrong, really." Zhao Jiaqing trembled and said miserably.

The emotional card was played.

"Yeah, have mercy on us, we know we were wrong..."

"That's your business, Sansanang." Wang Yan threw away the stick and clapped his hands, calling to the stunned Wang Dashan: "Don't be stunned, let's go, we will start work soon."
Chapter completed!