Park your bicycle in the shadows opposite the dance hall.
Niu Xiaotian was hiding at the corner of the alley, lighting up a cigarette leisurely.
The song and dance hall is a smoky place, but if it wasn't opened by Zhang Yongbiao, Niu Xiaotian would be interested in going in and spending time, and experiencing what it means to be drunk and have a good time.
For a long time, no one went in, but people kept coming out in twos and threes.
Most of them are women wearing heavy makeup, and you can smell the aroma so strong that you can grab a handful from a long distance away.
Or a man dressed as a gangster, smelling of alcohol, bragging loudly, and then riding a motorcycle or driving a car to go somewhere else to have a good time.
Finally, Zhang Yongbiao came out holding his waistband.
He looked like he had drunk a lot, his face turned the color of pig liver, he had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were squinted due to the smoke, he walked unsteadily, and he always stayed on the borderline of unbalanced center of gravity.
When he came to the corner, Zhang Yongbiao peed without scruples, without unzipping his trousers, he just leaned back to the song and dance hall.
Niu Xiaotian did not take the opportunity to attack. This time he came to smash the glass. The goal was clear and no extraneous matters could be allowed.
Zhang Yongbiao must be made to understand an important principle of life. Grandpa Xiaotian is also experienced in doing evil things, which is definitely not comparable to the likes of them.
The noisy dance music stopped, and two strong men closed the rolling shutter door from the inside.
Niu Xiaotian also changed his position and went behind the telephone pole opposite the song and dance hall. He took out the slingshot and iron balls and prepared them. He narrowed his eyes and the action was about to begin.
After a while, a room on the second floor turned on the lights, and he vaguely saw Zhang Yongbiao's figure, and came over to close the curtains.
Niu Xiaotian placed the iron ball, pulled up the slingshot, activated the real martial power in his body, made a cool archery move, and aimed it at the window of Zhang Yongbiao's room.
Shoot the eagle and draw the bow, and be proud of the world!
Bang!
The iron beads accurately hit the window glass, and in an instant, the glass was covered with spider web-like lines.
It's actually tempered glass and it didn't break at once, so I'll have to shoot it a few more times.
Bang bang bang!
The iron beads were as fast as lightning, hitting the window glass one after another, very impressive.
Crash, the window glass completely shattered, and irregular broken glass beads covered the window sill and half of the room.
"Who, who the fuck smashed the glass?"
Zhang Yongbiao was so angry that he cursed. As soon as he opened the curtain, an iron ball flew quickly and hit his forehead. His body fell backwards and he reached out and touched it. His hands were covered with blood.
There was a burst of laughter outside, and the sound of broken window glass continued one after another, crackling and popping, which was more lively than setting off firecrackers during the holidays.
Niu Xiaotian fired iron balls with no miss, and did not stop until all the window glass on the second floor was shattered.
Whistling and getting on his bicycle, Niu Xiaoda was so proud that he disappeared into the streets of the small town.
Zhang Yongbiao, who was dizzy, struggled to get up and put on his clothes, grabbed some toilet paper, held down his bleeding forehead, held an ax with one hand, and loudly greeted his accomplices to go out and arrest them.
A group of people hurriedly opened the rolling shutter door. At this time, the street was empty, and there was not even a single person.
"It must be that little brat Niu Xiaotian!"
Zhang Yongbiao was going crazy, and his judgment was correct. The last time he sent people to Shao Niu Xiaotian's house, they encountered such a secret attack with iron beads. Two brothers' faces are still stained with color!
"Brother Biao, what should we do?" one person asked.
"What else can we do! Hurry up and ride a motorcycle to chase this bastard. If you catch him, he will press him to the ground and chop him to death! Hack him to death!" Zhang Yongbiao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, as violently as a wild beast.
In the night, Niu Xiaotian was riding his bicycle and humming a song as he hurried home.
After smashing the glass of the dance hall, I felt much better. Even the rustle of the night wind blowing through the crop fields felt particularly pleasant.
When Niu Xiaotian arrived at the Loach River, Niu Xiaotian stopped his bicycle, sat on the bridge pier to rest, and lit a cigarette beautifully.
Before I finished smoking, I heard the sound of a motorcycle flying from far to near.
Judging from the dim lights, there should be three vehicles coming.
Very good!
Niu Xiaotian suddenly became excited, threw the cigarette butt into the river, immediately got on the bike, rode forward about 20 meters, plunged into the cornfield, and threw the bike there.
Afterwards, Niu Xiaotian ran back wildly, bent down and quickly picked up some stones nearby, and piled them under the bridge head.
The iron beads are basically used up, but the stones are also good.
Niu Xiaotian picked up the slingshot and hid it under the bridge head, with only half of his head and two eyes exposed. Of course he knew that it was Zhang Yongbiao who was leading the chase.
It's a good time, it's a good time, the security guard beats the gangsters and makes them scream!
The motorcycle was getting closer and closer, Niu Xiaotian couldn't take his eyes off the bridge and aimed at it.
Finally, a motorcycle drove over. Judging from the size of the man on it, it was undoubtedly Zhang Yongbiao. He was not wearing a helmet and had a strip of white paper taped to his forehead.
Niu Xiaotian lives in a small circle, so he was a little confused for a while. Do all band-aids nowadays have such a large size?
Wow!
Niu Xiaotian finally saw it. This is a gorgeous transformation of aunt's scarf. Is this okay?!
Whoosh!
Niu Xiaotian pulled the slingshot, and a stone as big as a fist flew over immediately.
With an ouch, the stone accurately hit Zhang Yongbiao's right hand. Driven by the impact, he subconsciously turned the handlebars.
Bang!
The motorcycle hit the bridge railing violently!
Due to inertia, Zhang Yongbiao bounced up, jumped over the bridge railing with his hands and feet, and fell directly into the Loach River.
Plop!
What a big splash, zero points!
The two motorcycles behind saw this situation and stopped hurriedly. Two strong men got off and leaned on the bridge railing with their buttocks sticking out, shouting with broken gongs in their voices, "Brother Biao! Brother Biao!"
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Whoosh whoosh!
Behind them, rocks rained down like rain, hitting vital points every time, until the two strong men cried out for their fathers and mothers, and jumped wildly!
There is no way to avoid it, there is nowhere to escape!
In panic, the two strong men finally chose to jump into the river heroically, and in an instant two more rolling waves arose.
Niu Xiaotian then appeared on the bridge with his hands behind his back. When he saw an ax tied to the back seat of Zhang Yongbiao's motorcycle, he immediately became furious.
Damn it, you actually want to hack me to death, that’s so cruel!
I just smashed a dozen pieces of glass, is that all?
Niu Xiaotian, who was angry, immediately took out his axe, summoned all his strength, swung it into a ball, and slashed at the three motorcycles.
The headlights were shattered and the tires were punctured. Two completely different sounds were particularly clear in the dark night.
Zhang Yongbiao and three other people were heading upstream to the river bank. When they heard the sound, their hearts were broken and they understood what happened.
"Niu Xiaotian, you little bastard, as long as I have a bad temper, I will definitely kill you!"
Zhang Yongbiao was yelling and cursing in the water. Suddenly, a black shadow flew over from the bridge. The three of them were so frightened that they quickly buried their heads in the water, choking on their noses and crying.