It is not close to the small pier, and it is at least five or six miles away.

It also takes a stick of incense to walk normally.

Qingshou was beaten into such a miserable appearance, limping slowly. If he really wanted to reach the small pier, it would probably be dark.

Coincidentally, Qingshou grinned and walked less than half a mile with pain. The second-hand man Tiedang happened to buy wine and meat for the old servants in the border.

The second-in-command Tiemao walked past the Qingshou with more than a dozen Qingshou. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that whose child was beaten so badly by someone.

All my eyes and nose were bleeding, and I was no longer like a person.

The second-in-command's iron face didn't see the appearance of Qingshou clearly. After careful look, the clothes he was wearing looked very familiar.

Short dress, high palm hat.

It is clearly the clothes that these young hands usually wear.

Qingshou, who was bleeding from his head, saw the second-in-command's iron face coming, and cried with a "wow".

All the teeth in my mouth were knocked off, and I started crying sobbing and couldn't say a word.

The broken palm kept pointing in one direction.

The second-in-comman's iron face immediately turned dark and he said gritting his teeth: "Brothers, go!"

When the Qingshou saw that their brothers were beaten and were beaten so miserably, they had already cursed and wanted to kill people.

After hearing the iron-faced shout of the second-in-command, a group of people ran angrily in the direction of bloody fingers. Not long after running, they saw figures on the ridge of the field.

There were no other people in the empty fields, only a few people.

The second-in-command Tie Face didn't care whether they were wronged or not, pointed at Old Chen and said, "Beat them to death."

The young and strong salt dicks next to Lao Chen saw more than a dozen green hands rushing over. They were startled at first and wanted to pull Lao Chen to escape.

How could a few young and strong salt kids pull Lao Chen? Lao Chen just refuses to leave here.

A few young and strong salt dicks thought about it. If they wanted to run, the young and strong might be able to run away.

The patriarch is so old. If he really runs back to the village like them, he will probably be exhausted to death by this old bone.

Lao Chen is not only the head of the clan of the ancestral hall, but also their closest relatives.

Things have come to this point, and they beat them up again.

Several young and strong salt dicks stopped running away and surrounded Lao Chen's head as fast as possible.

He separated the old Chen Tou and the Qingshou with his body, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and endured the beatenness of the Qingshou.

This time, the beating lasted half a stick of incense.

The young hands took a break when they were tired of fighting, and then continued to fight after almost the rest.

They beaten three or four times. If they hadn't had bricks and sticks in their hands, they would have probably died here today.

Old Chen was protected in the middle, watching several relatives in the family being beaten up, and listening to the banging sound of his fists falling on his body.

Although Old Chen didn't feel much pain, he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart than actually being beaten.

The second-in-commander hit the iron face for another half a stick of incense, and the anger in his heart had almost dissipated.

Looking at the young and strong salt dicks who were just beating there and dared not resist, they thought, could they have hit the wrong person?

After all, there is no one in this area who dares to provoke Qingshou. If Qingshou really hit Qingshou, he would definitely escape as soon as possible.

How could I stay in place like a fool and wait for being beaten?

The second-in-command Tie Face thought that it was probably because he had hit the wrong person. Even if he beat the other party so badly, he felt no guilt.

If you call the wrong one, you call the wrong one. Could it be that they dare to take revenge?

Such cowardly aura can only be sustained by themselves.

The second-in-comman waved his hand and left here with a bunch of young hands.

Old Chen slowly got up from the ground. Looking at the few relatives who were seriously injured, tears couldn't help but shed.

Old Chen didn't say much, and ran back to Yancang Village as fast as possible, and took more people to carry several relatives back.

Wang Youzhen had been waiting for news in the Chen Family Ancestral Hall. Several young and strong salt geniuses were beaten so badly that the entire village quickly alarmed.

When Wang Youzhen learned about this news, he immediately followed him to check the situation.

When he saw the miserable appearance of several young and strong salt dicks, he felt angry that Qingshou dared to take such a big slap.

No matter how many fights you usually have, you can stop when your nose is bleeding.

No one is like this ruthless.

Wang Youzhen took Wang Erlong over and came to the suddenly taciturn old Chen, and said with a hint of apology: "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, all the money for these medicines was paid by the Mao Association."

"In addition, the family will give three taels of silver."

Old Chen relieved his guilt when he heard that his family gave him three taels of silver.

When he brought a few young and strong salt dice over there, he had already guessed it in his mind.

If this is beaten badly, the Mao-General Society will definitely be compensated for money.

But he never expected that he could give so much money.

In Old Chen's heart, it would be good to give him a penny.

Old Chen clasped his fists solemnly and suddenly shouted loudly: "The males of the Chen family are all going back to search the guys."

"I've been cowardly for a lifetime. No matter what I say today, I must ask for an explanation."

After Old Chen's words came to an end, dozens of young and strong salt pots rushed back home with anger on their faces, took out rakes, sticks and other things.

Under the leadership of Lao Chen, dozens of young and strong salt dicks rushed directly to the small dock where Qingshou was, and they must ask for an explanation for their families.

Several other ancestral leaders of Yancang Village looked at each other and shouted: "All of them are scammed and go there together."

After these few shouts, all the young and strong men in Yancang Village showed an indignant expression, and rushed over with the guy.

Not long after, there were only a group of elderly, weak, women and children left in Yancang Village.

Wang Youzhen did not follow him, so it was not convenient for him to show up in such a thing.

Wang Youzhen originally planned to wait for news on the spot, but he was worried that Old Chen would fight with the Qingshou now.

After thinking about it, Wang Youzhen and Wang Erlong immediately rushed back to the place where they were practicing the local heroes.

Let the third uncle Wang Lai Ren and take the village heroes to go with him. Once the fight really starts, let the village heroes come over and help.

Wang Youzhen walked back to the warehouse with green bricks and tiles, waiting for the news in a restless manner.

After a while, the news came.

This made Wang Youzhen feel relieved. Although he didn't really fight according to the plan, the matter was a big deal.

In the last three village grain chiefs, Mr. Wang, had passed by, but he still refused to give Qingshou the face.

The matter was completely staggering, and the two sides agreed to start a fight on the ridge of the field after half a month.
Chapter completed!