The water for washing the car was pumped from the pressurized water well in the yard of Wang's family. The gray-black muddy water after wiping the car flowed down the slope. One part flowed into the ditch next to the dirt road, and the other part flowed into Lao Zhu's house next door.
Gate.
The purple-red face that had been hiding behind the gate to spy finally found a suitable reason, suddenly opened the door of her courtyard, and walked out proudly.
This man was about forty years old, short in stature, solid and stout. He was wearing a gray suit jacket, and there was an eye-catching silk trademark on the cuffs, with four big words embroidered on it: Pierre Cardin! Wear half under.
He wears an old shirt that is new and old, and wears baggy navy blue trousers underneath. The trousers are rolled up. He is wearing leather shoes on his bare feet and has a cigarette in his mouth. He looks majestic and domineering.
"Wang Erhai, what are you doing, you idiot! Dirty water has flowed to the door of my house!" The man pointed at Wang Zhijun's nose and yelled.
Wang Zhijun's eyes were blazing, and he was about to take action, but Liu Ziguang grabbed him: "Zhijun, don't act rashly."
Seeing that Wang Zhijun was being held back, his purple face became even more heroic, and he jumped on his feet and yelled: "Wang, second child, come here if you have the guts. If you can't beat me to death, you are a coward. Hmm, you are a coward. You don't even dare to do it even with your two courages!"
If you even touch me, someone from the police station will come immediately!"
The man scolded extremely freely and in a high-pitched voice, which soon attracted some villagers to watch the fun. They squatted in front of him and cursed in the street with their rice bowls in hand. His purple face became even more excited. He jumped on his feet and scolded, spittle flew all over the sky, and no matter how he scolded,
The Pierre Cardin piece that was hanging loosely around her shoulders was a skill to keep from falling off.
Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette and wandered up to the man without saying a word. He tilted his head and stared at him. The man was so embarrassed by his look that his eyes flickered and his voice dropped two octaves.
"Who are you?" Liu Ziguang blew a puff of cigarette on the man's face and asked with great contempt.
The man replied forcefully: "I'm talking to the Wang family. Who do you think you are, the one who wants to fight?"
"I am Zhijun's brother, and his family's affairs are my business. Can't I just ask you?" Liu Ziguang said, relaxing his neck and stretching his ankles.
"For outsiders, let me tell you, I am Zhu Changlong, an old resident of Zhu Wangzhuang and the eldest brother of the Zhu family. You should also look around and find out the reputations of our four Zhu family brothers before you venture into this muddy water."
"Are you finished?" Liu Ziguang asked.
Zhu Changlong vaguely felt that something was wrong. This foreigner had a fierce look on his face, and he didn't look like a good person.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ziguang kicked over, hitting Zhu Changlong right in the heart, and pushed him into a small pond on the side of the road. The pond was actually a cesspool with a few ducks squawking in it. When he saw this big
A living person fell in, quickly fluttered his wings, and ran away with a squawk. The villagers watching the excitement around him also exclaimed, "This foreigner is too fierce, and he will attack when he comes up."
The sewage pit was very shallow. Zhu Changlong was lying on his back in it, his whole body was soaked with sewage, his face was stained with sewage, and he was in a miserable state. Liu Ziguang didn't give up, threw the cigarette butt away, pointed at him and yelled: "Don't fuck me."
If you pretend in front of me, you will be beaten!"
Zhu Changlong crawled out of the puddle. He was still frightened by the kick just now, and his chest still hurt slightly, but he still couldn't stand down in front of the villagers. He pointed at Wang Zhijun with a stern look and shouted: "You have the guts.
Just wait and see!"
After saying that, he rushed home in a panic, leaving behind a series of dirty footprints. A moment later, a middle-aged vixen with triangular eyes and a young man about twenty years old rushed out of the door. The vixen rushed to
He went to sit in the Jetta car, slapping his thighs and yelling and cursing on the street. The young man's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Zhu Changlong's, but his temper was several times hotter. He rushed to Liu Ziguang, swung the shovel in his hand and shone his head.
Chop it down.
Well, after all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so they will kill them when they come up. When Wang Zhijun saw this, he shouted: "Be careful!"
Liu Ziguang was well prepared. With a slight flick of the eye, he stretched out his legs and tripped. The young man fell into a dog's mouth and the shovel flew out of his hand. Liu Ziguang grabbed the back of his neck, lifted it up by the collar, and slapped him in the face: "You're looking for death."
you!"
The shrew was startled and just wanted to come over to act a little bit louder, but was frightened by Liu Ziguang's fierce eyes and could only continue to sit on the ground and curse.
Liu Ziguang grabbed her son and said with a cruel smile: "If you continue to scold, just scold him. If you scold him, I will slap your son."
As he spoke, he slapped a few more slaps, each with a strong and merciless slap. After a few moments, the young man's face turned into a purple-red pig's head, looking even more like his father, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Her eyes were dull, as if she had been beaten unconscious, and the shrew was so frightened that she did not dare to scold her anymore.
Liu Ziguang threw the beaten young man to the ground and shouted angrily: "Get out!"
The shrew hurriedly came up to support her son, ran home in despair, and closed the door with a bang. The villagers watching the excitement tutted, and they all praised Liu Ziguang. The old Zhu family was used to running rampant in the village, and it was obvious that they had a bad reputation.
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"Young man, hurry up and leave. It will be too late when Zhu calls for help." An old man squatting in the sun with his sleeves and hands advised kindly.
"Brother, these boys from the Zhu family are all bad, but be ruthless and run away quickly. If it's too late, people will block the village." This was a woman holding a child speaking.
Liu Ziguang nodded around and said, "It's okay, I'm just waiting for them to come."
There was no movement in the Zhu's yard. He was probably calling the helper. Liu Ziguang also walked into the Wang's yard and saw that the time was almost up. He took out his mobile phone to send a message to Bei Xiaoshuai and called Ma out: "Xiao, you drive to the county seat.
, pick up a group of them, the road to Dahe Township is difficult to recognize, and it will be troublesome if you get lost."
Ma nodded, ran out, started the car quickly, reversed gear quickly, drove out, and disappeared into the village.
Liu Ziguang moved a chair and a square stool and placed them at the entrance of the Wang Family Courtyard. He placed a cup of tea and a pack of cigarettes on the square stool. He sat comfortably on the chair, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.
It took a lot of time to wait for the counterattack of the four Zhu brothers.
The four brothers of the Zhu family, except for the eldest brother who lives in the village, the other three are all in the county, each with their own business. Although they are not influential in the local area, they are still important figures. After receiving the call from the eldest brother, the three brothers
Each took a few benevolent brothers and drove back to Zhuwangzhuang.
It’s not far from the county seat to Zhuwangzhuang. After forty minutes, people from all walks of life arrived. As soon as several Songhuajiang vans stopped at the door, a group of men with cold eyebrows jumped out and gave them a cold look.
, then walked into the Zhu family courtyard first.
After a while, the door of the Zhu family courtyard opened, and Mr. Zhu and his family came out surrounded by men. The boy from the Zhu family had a swollen face, pointed at Liu Ziguang from a distance, and shouted in a tearful voice: "Three uncles and four uncles, that's it."
That kid beat me!"
Standing next to the boy from the Zhu family were two middle-aged men, wearing black Adidas sportswear and white Nike shoes. They had short hair and fierce eyes. They glanced at Liu Ziguang fiercely and said to a group of men: "Look, remember.
It’s this guy who doesn’t know how to die.”
Liu Ziguang smiled and waved to them: "They are all here, have you eaten?"
A group of about seventeen or eight people from the Zhu family took out shovel handles, nunchucks and other things from the van. They slowly walked over and surrounded the Wang family's gate. The man wearing Adi shouted loudly: "Today
One of them counts, don’t leave."
Wang Zhijun and Zhang Jun had already come out, standing on the left and right of Liu Ziguang respectively, holding shovels and hoes in their hands. Wang Zhijun's chest was heaving up and down, and his eyes were full of anger. Zhang Jun looked a little scared, and his hands kept shaking.
. Principal Wang and Aunt Wang were locked in the courtyard, banging on the door: "Second child, don't dare to fight anymore."
Liu Ziguang smiled slightly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his foot and stamped it out, and asked Wang Zhijun: "Zhijun, how many can you hit?"
"If my injury is good, I can fight eight, but now I can only fight four or five." Wang Zhijun replied.
"Okay, I'll leave the four on the left to you, and I'll take care of the rest. Zhang Jun, give me the stick, and you can go home and protect me."
Zhang Jun knew how powerful his brother Liu was, so he no longer held on, handed the hoe to Liu Ziguang, turned around and entered the yard, closing the door.
The man wearing Adidas looked like the youngest son of the Zhu family. He had a bad temper. When he saw Liu Ziguang's arrogant look, he became so angry that he was about to hit him with his nunchucks.
At this time, there were already many villagers watching. There were people everywhere on the walls, on the roofs, and on the big trees. They were watching the fight between Lao Zhu's family and Lao Wang's family from a distance. There were so many people watching, but no one came to stop the fight.
"Stop, don't do it!" A shout from a distance temporarily stopped the brawl that was about to break out. An old man ran over panting. His liberation shoes were covered with mud, and his liberation hat was washed white.
The ring of his hat was stained with sweat, but judging from the way the villagers nodded and bowed to him, it was clear that this man was a prestigious old man.
"Why are you beating me again? Do you still take me as the village director seriously?" the old man said angrily.
"Uncle Qi, it's not that we want to cause trouble to you, but I really can't swallow this breath. Look at my son's face being beaten. The Wang family boy invited foreigners from who knows where to bully our surnamed Zhu.
Up." Evil man Zhu Changlong complained first and said angrily.
"Old village chief, they were the first to bully others, and they all beat me at the door of my house." Wang Zhijun said angrily.
"You must not do anything. We are all fellow villagers. If you have anything to say, please don't say it properly. If you want to fight, hit me first." The old village chief had a stubborn temper. He stood in the middle and said anything to prevent the Zhu family from going further.
Go forward.
"Uncle Qi, you are not being honest like this. Why are you turning your elbows outward towards people with foreign surnames? I think highly of you, so I call you Uncle Qi. It pisses me off. You will step down immediately in the Xiajie Village director election. Will you let me?
"Zhu Laosan had such a bad temper that he rolled up his sleeves and openly threatened.
The old village chief was so angry that the veins on his neck jumped: "You little grandson! Why did my third uncle give birth to such an unfilial grandson like you? Principal Lao Wang and his family are honest, teaching and educating people. How can I offend you?"
Why are you killing them all and leaving no way for others to survive? If you want to touch Lao Wang's family, you must kill your seventh uncle first!"
After being slapped by the old village chief, the fight could not continue for the time being. Liu Ziguang smoked another cigarette and held on to the handle of the hoe to watch the excitement. From time to time, reinforcements from the city were about to arrive.
A slight noise of engines came from outside the village, and there were at least a dozen cars. Well, they were coming.