The clean water for washing the car was pumped from the pressurized well in the courtyard of Wang's house. After the car was wiped, the gray-black muddy water flowed down the slope. main entrance.

The purplish red face who had been hiding behind the gate to spy finally found a suitable reason, suddenly pushed open the gate of his own courtyard, and walked out with his head held high.

This man was about forty years old, not tall, but solid and strong. He was wearing a gray suit jacket, and there was a striking silk logo on the cuffs, with four large characters embroidered on it: Pierre Cardin! Wearing a half-new, old-fashioned old shirt inside, and loose navy blue trousers underneath, the trousers are rolled up, and the leather shoes are pulled on bare feet, with a cigarette in his mouth, majestic and domineering.

"Wang Erbai, what are you doing, you bastard! Dirty water has flowed to my door!" The man pointed at Wang Zhijun's nose and yelled.

Wang Zhijun's eyes shot fire, and he was about to go up and do something, but Liu Ziguang grabbed him: "Zhijun, don't act rashly."

Seeing Wang Zhijun being held back, Zilian became even more proud, jumping up and down and yelling: "Wang Erbai, come here if you have the guts. If you can't beat me to death, you're a coward. Someone from the police station will come right away!"

The man scolded very freely and his voice was high-pitched, which soon attracted some villagers to watch the fun. They squatted on the ground with their jobs in their hands to watch him scold the street . Cursed, the Pierre Cardin that is loosely draped over the shoulders can be regarded as a skill even if it does not fall off.

Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette, swayed to the man, didn't say anything, just tilted his head and stared at him, the man's eyes flickered and his voice dropped two octaves.

"Who are you?" Liu Ziguang asked with extreme contempt as he sprayed a cigarette on the man's face.

The man replied forcefully: "I'm talking to the Wang family, who are you, and you want to get in the way? "

"I'm Zhijun's brother. His family's affairs are my affairs. Can I ask you?" Liu Ziguang said, loosening his neck and moving his ankles at the same time.

"Outsider, let me tell you, I am an old householder in Zhuwangzhuang, Zhu Changlong, the boss of the Zhu family. You should also pay a visit around to find out the reputation of the four brothers of the Zhu family before you come to this muddy water."

"Finished?" Liu Ziguang asked.

Zhu Changlong faintly felt that something was wrong, this stranger had a fierce look on his face, he didn't look like a good person.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Liu Ziguang kicked over, hit Zhu Changlong's heart, and kicked him into a small pond by the side of the road. He said it was a small pond, but it was actually a sewage pit, and a few ducks were swimming in it. Seeing this big living man fall in, he quickly shook his wings, ran away screaming, and the surrounding villagers who watched the excitement also exclaimed.

The sewage pit was very shallow, and Zhu Changlong was lying on his back in it, his whole body was drenched, his face was covered with sewage, and he was in a panic. Liu Ziguang didn't give up, threw his cigarette butt, pointed at him and cursed: "Stop fucking in front of me!" Pretending to be the one who hit you!"

Zhu Changlong crawled out of the puddle. The kick just now left him with lingering fear, and his chest still hurt faintly, but he still couldn't stand up in front of the villagers. He pointed at Wang Zhijun sternly and shouted: "You have the guts, you wait Watch!"

Saying that, he rushed home in a panic, leaving a string of dirty footprints. A moment later, a middle-aged shrew with triangular eyes and a young man about twenty years old rushed out from the gate. The shrew rushed to the door. The Jetta car went to sit on the ground, patted his thighs, cried and cursed the street, the young man's facial features 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 Chop down on the head.

Well, after all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they will deal with them as soon as they come up. Wang Zhijun over there saw this and shouted: "Be careful!"

Liu Ziguang had been prepared for a long time, he flashed lightly, stretched his leg and tripped, the young man fell to the ground, and the shovel in his hand flew out, Liu Ziguang grabbed his neck and lifted it up, and slapped him in the face: "You are looking for death!" you!"

The shrew was taken aback, and just about to come over to piss her off, but was overwhelmed by Liu Ziguang's fierce eyes, so she could only sit on the ground and yell.

Liu Ziguang grabbed her son and said with a grin: "You continue to scold, just scold, if you scold, I will slap your son."

As he spoke, several slaps were slapped in the face, all of which were strong wind and merciless. After a few slaps, the young man's face turned into a purple-red pig's head, and he looked more like his father, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were dull, as if he had been stunned by a beating, which frightened the shrew so much that she didn't dare to scold her anymore.

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Liu Ziguang threw the dazed young man to the ground, and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

The shrew hurried up to help her son, ran home in a desperate manner, and closed the gate with a bang. The villagers who watched the excitement kept clicking and tutting, and they all praised Liu Ziguang. Old Zhu's family is used to running rampant in the village, and the notoriety can be seen .

"Young man, hurry up, it will be too late when Zhu Da calls for someone to come." An old man squatting in the sun with his arms folded persuaded him kindly.

"Big brother, the boys from the Zhu family are not good at dealing with bad things, but be ruthless, run quickly, or people will block the village if it's too late." This is a woman holding a child talking.

Liu Ziguang nodded in all directions: "It's okay, I'm just waiting for them to come."

There was no movement in the Zhu family's yard. He was probably on the phone to contact helpers. Liu Ziguang also walked into the Wang's yard to check that the time was almost up. He took out his mobile phone to send a message to Bei Xiaoshuai, and then called out Ma Chao: "Xiao Chao, why don't you drive ? Go to the county seat and pick them up, the road in Dahe Township is hard to identify, if you get lost, you will be in trouble."

Ma Chao nodded, ran out, started the car nimbly, reversed quickly, and disappeared in the village.

Liu Ziguang moved a chair and a square stool and placed them at the entrance of the Wang Family Courtyard. On the square stool were a cup of tea and a pack of cigarettes. He sat comfortably on the chair with his legs crossed, and lit a cigarette. It took a long time to wait for the counterattack of the four brothers of the Zhu family.

The four brothers of the Zhu family, except for the eldest who is in the village, the other three are all in the county, and each has their own business . They each took a few benevolent brothers and drove back to Zhuwangzhuang.

It is not far from the county seat to Zhuwangzhuang. Forty minutes later, people from all walks of life arrived. When a few Songhuajiang vans stopped at the gate, a group of men with cold eyebrows jumped down and stared coldly. , then first walked into the Zhu Family Courtyard.

After a while, the door of Zhu's courtyard opened, and the elder Zhu's family came out surrounded by men. The Zhu family's boy had a swollen face, pointed at Liu Ziguang from a distance, and shouted in a tearful voice: "Third uncle, fourth uncle, that is That kid hit me!"

Standing next to the Zhu family boy were two middle-aged men, all wearing black Adidas sportswear, white Nike shoes, cut-cuts, and fierce eyes . It's this guy who doesn't know how to die."

Liu Ziguang smiled and waved at them: "They're all here, have you eaten?"

A group of about seventeen or eight members from the Zhu family each took out shovel handles, nunchakus and other things from the van, walked over slowly, and surrounded the gate of Wang's house. The man in Adi shouted loudly: "There are One by one, don't leave."

Wang Zhijun and Zhang Jun had already come out, standing on the left and right of Liu Ziguang, also holding a shovel and a hoe in their hands. Wang Zhijun's chest heaved up and down, 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 yard, and they knocked on the door: "Second child, I dare not fight anymore."

Liu Ziguang smiled slightly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and asked Wang Zhijun, " Zhijun, how many can you hit?"

"If I was well injured, I could hit eight, but now I can only hit four or five." Wang Zhijun replied.

"Well, the four on the left are handed over to you, and I will take care of the rest. Zhang Jun, give the stick to brother, and you go home to protect the uncle and aunt."

Zhang Jun knew how powerful his brother Liu was, so he stopped holding on, handed the hoe to Liu Ziguang, turned around and entered the yard, and closed the gate.

The man in Adi looked like the third child of the Zhu family. He had a bad temper. Seeing Liu Ziguang's arrogance, he became so angry that he waved a nunchaku to beat him.

At this time, there were already many villagers watching. People were everywhere on the wall, on the roof, and on the big trees. They watched from a distance that Lao Zhu's family and Lao Wang's family were fighting. There were so many people watching, but none of them came to persuade them to 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 hat ring is covered with white sweat base, but judging from the way the villagers nodded and bowed to him, this man is clearly a prestigious old man.

"Why are you fighting 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 for you. I really can't swallow this breath. You see, my son was beaten in the face. The strangers invited by the Wang family did not know where, and they bullied our surnamed Zhu. Come on." The villain Zhu Changlong complained first, and said aggressively.

"Old village chief, they were the ones who bullied people first, and they all beat up to my door." Wang Zhijun said angrily.

"You must not do anything. They are all from the villagers. If you have something to say, you can hit me first." The old village head was stubborn, and he stood in the middle, saying that he would not let the Zhu family go again. go forward.

"Seventh Uncle, you are not authentic like this. Why are you turning your elbows outward, towards people with foreign surnames? I think highly of you, calling you Seventh Uncle, it offended me. The director of the Lower Realm Village will immediately let you step down. Will you let me go? "Zhu Laosan has such a violent temper, so he rolled up his sleeves and threatened openly.

The veins on the old village head's neck throbbed in anger: "You little son of a bitch! Why did my third grandpa give birth to such an unfilial grandson like you? Old Principal Wang's family is honest, teaching and educating people. How can I offend you? Why are you killing them all, not leaving a way for people to survive? If you want to disturb the old Wang family, you must first kill your seventh uncle!"

After being stabbed by the old village head, the fight could not start for the time being. Liu Ziguang smoked another cigarette, watched the excitement with his hand on the handle of a hoe, and checked the time on his mobile phone from time to time. The reinforcements from the city were about to arrive. .

A slight engine noise came from outside the village. There were at least a dozen cars. Well, they were here.