It was getting later and later, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the snow and wind, which had stopped for half a day, started to blow again.
Goose-feather-like snowflakes and ice cubes covered the stone tablet with a protective film, covering most of the tablet body, leaving only a small area in the corner exposed.
Swallow Valley!
The three large characters written in cursive script acted as a guiding light, telling Huang Yida, Guo Nu, San Ye and others that this was the place they were looking for.
Perhaps due to the passage of time, or perhaps due to wind and rain, the stone tablet has become mottled and dilapidated, like an old man who was once ordinary but is now almost blending into the land due to his age.
However, if they had a little more patience, or were more careful to sweep away the ice and snow on the stone tablet, scrape off the thin layer of ice on it, and carefully study the words on the stone tablet, they would definitely not do such a ridiculous thing.
If and it can only be if, because they did not do those things, therefore, they are ignorant and fearless.
To San Ye, what kind of remarkable people could there be in such a remote and ancient village? What remarkable people would be willing to live here
He owns two bars in Yanjing that are doing very well, and he has dozens of younger brothers who look after the bars. He is a well-known figure in the underworld of Yanjing.
Although he often calls himself "Lao San", everyone who sees him will call him "San Ge"? Some new guys in the industry even call him "San Ye" directly.
The third brother was very proud and arrogant. To him, this small village was not enough for him and his brothers to fill their teeth.
This deal can not only help Huang Yida to please his father, but also provide some benefits to his brothers. It is a very profitable deal.
He raised his head again and blew out a bubble of smoke, saying loudly: "Brothers, did you hear that? We will provide you with enough meat and wine. Mr. Huang is kind and righteous, and he can't bear to let you guys suffer in vain. After the job is done, he will give everyone a big red envelope of 10,000 yuan - Brothers, do you know what to do?"
"I know." A burly man said with a smile. "We'll fight wherever Young Master Huang points."
"Whoever offends our Master Huang, we will kill him----"
"Mr. Huang, just wait and see----our brothers won't eat for free and take money for free-----"
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The third brother waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said, "We are looking for a boy named Fang Yan from Yanziwu. Let's ask someone in the village first. After we find him, we will beat him half to death and then hand him over to our Young Master Huang for punishment."
"Understood." The gangsters shouted in unison.
The third brother waved his hand, and the group of men in black holding knives and sticks walked towards the village.
Bang bang bang----
They were dressed in black, wearing black clothes and black leather boots. They marched towards the village in such large groups, looking extremely powerful.
The third brother turned around and looked at Huang Yida, saying, "Brother, shall we follow and see?"
"Look. I have to look." Huang Yida stamped his feet and cursed, "What kind of shitty place is this? People are almost frozen to death. We have to exercise."
"Third brother, there's an old man in front----" a gangster said, pointing at a hunchbacked old man in front.
The old man was wearing a thick sheepskin coat, holding a dung basket in his left hand and a dung rake in his right hand, and was walking towards the village step by step.
"Go ask for directions." said the third brother.
The long-haired man quickly ran up to the old man and shouted, "Old man, let me ask you something. Is there a guy named Fang Yan in your village?"
The road ahead was suddenly blocked. The old man raised his head slowly, looked at the long-haired man and asked, "What did you say?"
The old man's voice was hoarse, and it looked like he had used all his strength, but it was still not enough. The words just flew out of his mouth and disappeared.
"Old man, let me ask you something - is there a guy named Fang Yan in your village? Fang Yan, do you know Fang Yan?" Changmao had to raise his voice.
"What did you say? I can't hear you." The old man covered his ears with his hands, as if trying to block out the whistling wind around him.
Changmao turned around helplessly and said to his third brother: "Third brother, this old guy is deaf. He can't hear me."
"You are the deaf one." The old man cursed with anger on his face.
"Ha ha ha ha------"
The big men in black all around burst into laughter. They thought it was quite funny to see Changmao being called deaf by an old man.
Changmao was both ashamed and angry. He pointed at the old man and cursed: "Old man, are you kidding me? You can't hear me when I ask you a question, but you can hear me clearly when I call you deaf - are you deaf or not?"
"Some words can be heard, and some words cannot be heard." The old man said. "If you cannot hear them, don't let them in, lest they dirty your ears."
"Old man, who are you talking about that you can't listen to?" Changmao reached out to grab the old man's fur coat. "Do you believe I can beat you to death with one punch?"
"You can't kill me with one punch," said the old man.
He didn't step back, but just shuddered.
Yes, just a slight shake, and Changmao's hand that was about to grab his clothes missed.
Changmao was a little surprised, thinking it was his own carelessness. Seeing the mocking eyes of his brothers, he became even angrier and slapped the old man on the head.
If the slap was hard enough, the old man would have fainted from his old and decayed body.
ah!
The miserable cries resounded through the night sky, breaking the tranquility of the village.
It wasn't the old man who was shouting, because his voice wasn't that sharp or loud.
It was the long-haired one who originally attacked people.
It was obvious that he was the one slapping the old man on the head, but the end result was that the shit rake in the old man's hand hit him hard in the face.
Changmao covered his face with grooves dug by the dung rake and screamed. The big men in black who gathered around and were ready to watch him make fun of him were all confused and had no idea what was going on.
"Kill this old thing." Someone reacted and shouted.
A man with a short haircut came towards the old man with a steel pipe. The old man raised his hand and the man put the shit basket in his hand on the man's head.
The animal feces inside poured onto his head and face. He jumped and wiped it desperately, but the stench was still unbearable. He rolled on the ground, trying to use the snow to wipe the feces off his body.
"Someone is bullying my great-grandfather." A chubby child who was standing at the gate of the yard peeing shouted loudly when he saw what was happening in front of him.
Then, two women rushed out of the house with spatulas and rolling pins.
The woman holding the spatula hit the young man holding the machete in the face with the spatula. The old lady holding the rolling pin was even more ferocious. She threw the rolling pin in her hand from a distance, and the rolling pin flew towards the crowd with a whistling sound.
boom!
Two big men in black were hit by rolling pins. The one who was hit in the face fell to the ground screaming, and the other one who was hit on the head fainted immediately.
This was the prelude to the war. Wooden gates opened one after another, and countless men, women and even children ran out from every household.
"I'll poke your eyes----" A pretty girl poked the big man in black's eyes with the 'Erlong Duomu'.
"If you dare to hit my seventh uncle, I will fight you to the death----" A young and angry man punched a big man in black and sent him flying. Before the man hit the ground, he rushed towards him again.
"What's wrong with being a gangster? What's so great about being a gangster? Aren't gangsters just there to be bullied?" A middle-aged man in a white jacket threw a punch after every curse. The man in black was like a human stake in front of him and had no chance to fight back.
"Big brother----" a little boy patted the black-clothed man's knee and called out in a childish voice.
The man in black lowered his head, and the little guy stuck out his tongue and said, "I want to play with your little bird----"
ah----
The man covered his crotch and screamed miserably.
There were too many villagers who ran away from Yanziwu, and the dozen hooligans brought by the third brother were not enough to share. At the beginning, a dozen hooligans bullied an old man, then one Yanziwu villager fought against one hooligan, and finally several villagers beat up one hooligan - and there was also robbery.
"Grandma Li, you are old now. This kind of fighting and killing is not suitable for you. Leave these little thieves to me."
"Lin's eldest daughter-in-law, you are pregnant with a baby, you must take good care of it and don't move it around. Come, leave this thing in your hand to me. Don't worry, I will beat it into whatever you want."
"Er Gouzi, you little brat, get out of here. Your father didn't even get one, what are you doing here----"
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Finally, the old man who collected dung had nothing to do. He picked up his dung rake and basket from the ground, shoveled the animal feces on the ground into the basket again, grinned and said with a toothless big mouth: "When the war broke out, the army didn't dare to enter Yanziwu. It has been hundreds of years, and we have never encountered gangsters. This old man has lived for so many years, but this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. It's new."
Huang Yida and Guo Nu were dumbfounded.
That's not the case, the plot shouldn't be like this.
What they brought with them were gangsters, thugs, and super fighters who were willing to take money from people and help them get rid of disasters. This was just a small village that was hard to find on the map, and there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides - how did it turn out like this
Before Fang Yan saw them, the thugs they brought with them were wiped out.
How can they get revenge? How can they get their check back and get justice
Huang Yida felt upset, and Guo Nu was already crying out of grievance.
The third brother found it even more difficult to believe what was happening before his eyes, until the cigarette butt in his mouth burned out and burned his lips, which woke him up.
"Have we been cheated?" The third brother turned around and looked at Huang Yida and Guo Nu, and asked with a bad expression.
Huang Yida looked extremely embarrassed, and nodded, saying, "It is very likely that he deliberately told us about this place in order to lure us here to seek revenge-----"
"Let's run quickly." Guo Nu said with a sad face.
Unfortunately, they can't escape.
The villagers who had defeated the black-clad bodyguards had already gathered around them, trapping them in the middle. (To be continued)