At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded outside: "Cripple! Get out of here!"
Liu Lang looked outside and saw that it was the postman who had been beaten by Li Tie just now. Behind him were three men, each holding a wooden stick in his hand. They seemed to be the helpers he had brought.
"Damn, I really don't want to live anymore!"
Li Tie suddenly stood up, put the military spur in his hand on his belt and started to go out with a cane.
"Uncle Li, sit down!"
Liu Lang saw that the situation was not good. Fighting was common in this era, and it was normal to get a bloody head. But this kind of military assassin was a deadly guy. As long as someone was stabbed, the least serious injury would be serious. Once Li Tie used it
If you fight this guy, it will be no ordinary fight. With one strike, his life will be over.
Liu Lang walked out of the door in a few steps and came outside.
"What are you going to do, guy?"
Liu Lang shouted at these aggressive people.
These people were shocked when they saw a child no taller than their own waist jumping out.
"Child? How could a child jump out of a fight between a bunch of adults? What's going on?"
"You are really unreasonable. You insult someone first and then laugh at the other person's disability... I understand this even as a child, but as an adult you are not as good as me, a one-year-old child, and now you are still
If you are looking for someone to cause trouble, I tell you, if you cause trouble again, I will go to the police station and tell you that you are counterrevolutionaries!"
What is the biggest crime in this era? It is undoubtedly the name of this counter-revolutionary. Once he is detained, he will be taken to the execution ground. Of course, if others say such things, these people will not listen at all. Can fighting be considered counter-revolutionary? But
Liu Lang is a child
He is less than one meter tall, and these people can trample them under their feet whenever they lift their legs. Logically speaking, such a little brat should be acting like a spoiled brat in the arms of his parents, but now he is standing in front of everyone and reprimanding them.
This suddenly left several people at a loss.
"Whose child! Get out of here!"
The postman reacted first and said loudly.
"Children are more sensible and polite than you. You insulted others first, and now the evil ones complain first."
Liu Lang refused to give in.
"Damn, get out of here, little bastard!"
The other party stepped forward and stretched out his hand, pushing Liu Lang backwards.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Li Tie rushed out of the mail room at this moment. There was no expression on his face at this moment, but his hands were already stretched out to his waist. A soldier like him who had been on the battlefield and killed the enemy would not take action.
It's terrible, not to mention that he also has a military thorn in his hand.
"Li Tie, go back!"
Liu Lang roared at Li Tie, and his childlike voice seemed extremely harsh at the moment.
"Beep beep beep!"
At this moment, a car sped up the road and stopped at the side of the road in the blink of an eye.
"Car!"
This car immediately attracted everyone's attention.
In 1981, there were not many cars in Fucheng City. Most of them were Jiefang brand green pickup trucks. As for the car in front of me, there were only three or four of them. The mayor and the secretary had one each.
There are two cars in the fleet of the Mining Bureau. The ability of these cars to attract attention is no less than that of Liu Lang's private jet in his previous life.
Several people stared at the car and forgot about the fight. They saw four people getting out as soon as the door opened. The two people in the lead were known to Liu Lang. They were Wang Kangri and Sun Tong whom they had met more than ten days ago. They were followed by two people.
But he didn't recognize him. One of them was about sixty years old. He was wearing a white shirt and black pants. His hair was already a little gray, but his eyes were bright and clear. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.
"Old leader, this is the child prodigy's home, I...!"
Just as Wang Kangri was about to lead everyone into the alley, he saw Liu Lang sitting on the ground.
"Liu Lang? What's wrong with you?"
Wang Kangri walked a few steps to Liu Lang and picked him up.
"Director Wang, these are bad people, they bully me!"
Liu Lang curled his lips and shed tears.
"What? You guys actually dare to bully a child. Where do you work? Tell me!"
Wang Kangri became anxious upon hearing this and shouted loudly to those people.
"Hmph, even children are being bullied. No wonder it was said above that social security has become worse day by day in the past two years. It seems that we really need to take good care of it and let the police deal with you black sheep."
The majestic-looking old man also walked closer and said coldly.
"Chief, this man is a postman. It seems that he is a subordinate of Wang Xiande. Why don't you tell him?"
Following the old man was a middle-aged man in his forties, who asked the old man tentatively.
"Wang Xiande? I remembered it. He is now the postmaster of Fucheng. Okay, I will ask him when I have time. It seems that he is doing something wrong."
The two people's words scared each other out of their wits. Who are the people who can get into the car? You don't need to think about it to know, and the Wang Xiande mentioned by the other party is their immediate boss. In the eyes of postmen like them, he is unworthy of dignity.
He wanted to get a high-ranking position, but the other party was obviously older than him, which was terrible.
"I...I...!"
The postman who started the trouble wanted to defend himself, but the two people behind him turned around and ran away. When he saw his accomplice running away, he also reacted and ran away without saying a word.
"Little guy, what's going on?"
Wang Kangri asked as he hugged Liu Lang.
"I was playing outside, and several of them deliberately threw dirt all over me. Uncle Li came out to argue with them, and these people started to beat me!"
Liu Lang replied.
Li Tie's face was flushed. Why did this kid tell lies when he opened his mouth? His face was neither red nor white, as if he was telling the truth.
Of course the others believed Liu Lang's words. How could a child who was only a little over one year old lie?
"What a smart kid, are you really only one and a half years old this year?"
The old man came forward with a smile and took Liu Lang from Wang Kangri's arms. They could only hold each other while talking to Liu Lang.
"Well, I was born on March 30, 1980. Today is June 15, 1981. I'm not yet one and a half years old!"
Liu Lang replied.
"Haha, the answer is even clearer than that of a seven or eight-year-old child. A child prodigy is indeed a child prodigy!"
The old man laughed heartily and looked at Liu Lang with affection.
"Xiao Liu Lang, is there anyone at home? Let's go sit down!"
Wang Kangri asked.
"Both my parents are at work, and my father works in this factory, but it's almost lunch break now."
Liu Lang replied.
"Okay, then we'll wait for him in the mail room for a while."