Over the years, Wang Xiaohu has been hanging around in the county. From the time he was released from prison to now, the two of them have not seen each other for at least eight years.
Wang Xiaohu just had a car and deliberately found someone who was poor.
"Blind? Or fucking deaf? I told you to get out of here, didn't you hear me?"
Wang Xiaohu casually grabbed something from the car, threw it at Zhang Yong, and cursed.
Zhang Yong easily avoided it, his expression extremely indifferent. "Do you want to die?"
"Hahaha, how dare you talk to me like that? Brothers, come out!"
The other gangsters all filed out.
All of a sudden, five or six people jumped out of the car.
This group of people had ferocious faces. Those who picked up rocks, those who drew belts, and those who grabbed sticks looked menacing.
Wang Xiaohu held a switchblade and rushed in front of Zhang Yong with a bang.
The spring dagger, the blade pointed at Zhang Yong's nose, kept clattering.
Zhang Yong only felt that the blade was almost piercing his eyes.
Angry to the point of viciousness, ferocious hostility, and the true energy in his body all exploded in Zhang Yong's body.
Zhang Yong grabbed it with one hand, and Wang Xiaohu instinctively stabbed with the knife.
What is shocking is that the switchblade was bent horizontally by Zhang Yong's palm force on the spot!
Wang Xiaohu's wrist was completely numb.
The twisting and deformation of the switchblade and Zhang Yong's incomparable ferocity made Wang Xiaohu fall into great confusion.
"What the hell... are you making a movie?"
Wang Xiaohu was so scared that he raised his fist and punched him again, trying to sneak attack.
But this time, Zhang Yong never gave Wang Xiaohu any chance to fight back.
Bang!
With a huge impact and Zhang Yong's brutal strength, Wang Xiaohu was crushed with one punch.
The little gangsters only saw their eldest brother being knocked down by Zhang Yong with a punch.
The ground even trembled a few times.
This strength is incredible!
The little gangsters dispersed in a hurry.
And those gangsters crowded in the car had no time to escape.
Zhang Yong stepped forward and kicked the car door sideways.
The completely deformed car door was welded shut to the little broken car, and the four gangsters inside couldn't get out at all.
Plop!
Wang Xiaohu knelt down and begged for mercy on the spot.
"Brother...Brother Yong...do you remember me? We...we were classmates in junior high school!"
Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment and sneered.
"Oh, I just remembered now that we are classmates? You are deliberately looking for trouble, right?"
Wang Xiaohu cried for his father and mother, and was in pain and wished he could live.
He began to kowtow continuously, "I didn't mean to find trouble...really...Brother Yong, I just...want to show off. I drank too much. I really drank too much. Give me a chance...you let me be a cow."
As a horse, you can do anything..."
How arrogant you were just now, how cowardly you are now!
A bastard like Wang Xiaohu, who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, has no way of escaping except kowtow and beg for mercy when he sees someone more ruthless than him.
Zhang Yong kicked hard, and Wang Xiaohu jumped back, lying on the muddy ground. He didn't even take a breath, but held it back again.
"You want me to let you go? Okay, all of you, come here!"
Wang Xiaohu was beaten so hard that he was dizzy and in severe pain all over his body, but he got up quickly and did not dare to waste even half a second.
"Get out of here right now!!!"
A group of five people, like grandchildren, supported each other and followed Zhang Yong.
They had no idea what Zhang Yong was going to do to them.
Soon, everyone came to Zhang Yong's luxury car.
It doesn't matter if the tire blows out, it doesn't matter if the dirt road is difficult to walk on, as long as there are many people!
"Is this...your car?"
Although Wang Xiaohu is a gangster, men all have an inexplicable love for cars.
He could tell at a glance that Zhang Yong's luxury car was worth millions.
Maybach!
He salivated and was even more shocked.
Zhang Yong was a loser when he was studying. How come he is now a qigong master and a millionaire?
Being able to afford a million-dollar luxury car means that Zhang Yong is worth at least tens of millions, or has a fixed profit-making project.
"Don't you have nothing to do and cause trouble everywhere? You have no place to vent all your energy?"
Zhang Yong sneered, "Now I give you a chance to carry this car all the way to the door of my house. Let's forget about it today. If it doesn't work, it's up to you to choose whether to break off the arm or the foot!"
"Still stunned, come here and help Brother Yong lift the car out, hurry up!!!"
Five people, no matter how strong they are, cannot lift a car weighing one ton.
Wang Xiaohu was so exhausted that he was in severe pain all over his body. He could only act as a cheerleader.
"Brother... we can't... we... we can't lift it!"
"Yes, brother, call them back too!"
There are a dozen of them in total. They usually stay at home and sleep, and only come out at night to have sex.
Wang Xiaohu made a phone call and indeed called back all the people who had just escaped.
A dozen little gangsters, all in disgrace.
Everyone stood in front of Zhang Yong respectfully and bowed in unison.
A ninety-degree bow!
"Brother Yong..."
"move!"
Zhang Yong gave an order, and more than a dozen people came forward.
As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and the car really moved.
This group of people carried Zhang Yong's luxury car, struggled along the country road, and headed towards the village at a snail's pace!
When others buy cars, they rush into the village like they are blowing up the streets.
Zhang Yong’s car looks very expensive at first glance.
In ancient times, high-ranking officials hired people to carry their sedan chairs. Brother Yong of Gazi Village hired people to carry his carriages!
This scene is nothing short of spectacular.
Children from the village came over in groups of two, a dozen, or dozens.
They were so happy that they followed behind the team carrying the cart. They were so excited that they howled.
Within a few minutes, the whole village was alarmed.
For those who don’t know, I would think whose family would take a wife.
"Xiaoyong, is this your car?"
"How much does your car cost?"
Some aunts, enthusiastic and gossip-loving, chased Zhang Yong with questions.
Zhang Yong did not pretend to be pretentious and stretched out a finger.
"Wow, it's only been a few days. Being a doctor means making money. You can buy a car worth 100,000 yuan!"
"..." Zhang Yong smiled slightly and stopped explaining.
A car worth RMB 100,000 is considered a luxury car in the eyes of aunties.
A million-dollar luxury car is too far away for them and they cannot understand it.
Things that are incomprehensible are basically equivalent to bragging!
Zhang Yong was too lazy to say anything.
It’s not like a few aunts have never seen money, but Gazi Village is indeed very poor.
Those who have the ability and ability should leave long ago.
Zhang Yong became a miracle doctor only recently.
They don't know how envious they are.
Wang Xiaohu was beside him, and his whole body was furious.
He shouted loudly, "This car starts at 1 million. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Get out of the way. Don't disturb our brother Yong. It's really... you bunch of bastards... get out of here right now!!!"
Starting with one million?
If Zhang Yong said this himself, no one would believe it.
But Wang Xiaohu is one of the village bullies, and he is actually carrying Zhang Yong's car now.
If he hadn't spoken, no one would have noticed him.
A million-dollar luxury car is already a wealth that the villagers could never imagine in their lifetime.
Now, the entire Gazi Village was in a state of panic.
More villagers came to watch the fun.
What's even more upsetting is that he also brought his forty-year-old daughter who he couldn't marry.
"Xiaoyong, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right? My girl matches your horoscope very well."
"Decorate a ghost! Xiaoyong, I am Yu's mother, do you remember me? I hugged you when you were a child!"
"Zhang Yong, my little girl hasn't found a job since she graduated from high school. You can help my aunt raise her!"