It is a very remote place near a garbage transfer station in the suburbs, 20 kilometers away from No. 16 Middle School.
This is the place that the crazy boy made an appointment with Brother Pigskin. During the phone call, the kid made a fuss about how arrogant Fan Jianqiang was, and said Brother Pigskin was a pig who would do anything to sow discord and sow discord.
The strong look in Sui Fan's eyes was filled with bitterness and deep hatred.
Fan Jianqiang shook his head and looked at the middle-aged couple with a wry smile and said, "How do you feel when you see your son like this?"
The middle-aged woman cried: "Sir, please, can you let my son go? I will educate him well when I go back this time and teach him to be a new man!"
Fan Qianqiang smiled and said: "Do you think it is useful?"
The woman nodded repeatedly: "It's useful, it's useful, it must be useful! If he doesn't obey, I'll... beat him!"
Fan Jianqiang shrugged and said, "Well, you go and slap him twenty times in the mouth until he bleeds. If you can do it, I'll forget about it and won't pursue him any further. How about that?"
The woman showed hesitation.
Fan Jianqiang sneered and said: "Can't you do it? Your son didn't hesitate at all when he attempted to molest my sister-in-law. If you are unwilling to beat me, then I will beat him. If I put twenty mouths in my mouth, he can still do it.
If I can’t live, I won’t guarantee it.”
The man suddenly said: "I'll fight! If I can't educate such a son well, I would rather not have him!"
Fan Qiang said: "If you beat him to death, I can guarantee that you will not go to jail."
The man strode towards his son who was talking on the phone in the distance.
The woman shouted: "Old Zhong, you are too young..."
Fan Jianqiang sneered, and the woman was shocked and couldn't say these words anymore.
"Do you know that your son has been ruined? But your husband is right. He would rather not have it. If a child like this is raised, he will sooner or later be killed by a seven-yuan and eighty-cent bullet. He will have to be beaten.
Beat him to death! Give him some time to breathe, I want to take him to see how vulnerable the Pigskin guy he admires is, and what kind of dead dog he is!"
The middle-aged woman cried and said, "I made a mistake. It's my fault. I didn't teach him well."
"Come here!" the man yelled at his son.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked with a rebellious look.
With a sound of "Pa!", the man slapped his son hard on the face!
"Why did you hit me?" The son looked at his father in shock.
"I want to wake you up! I thought you were just naughty and young and ignorant, but I didn't expect you to join the underworld!"
"What a gang! That's a scornful term! We are a collective! We are a team! Do you understand? We are all brothers!"
"You bastard! You bastard! I'm going to beat you to death!" The man became more and more angry. He rushed forward and slapped his son again, until his mouth was filled with blood.
The child backed away quickly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, glared at his father, and screamed: "If you hit me again, don't blame me for being rude! I will fight back!"
"You still fight back! How dare you fight back against your father! You unfilial and rebellious thing! I can't beat you to death!" The man was so angry that he was shaking all over. He chased after him and slapped him hard again. Although the child was only ten years old,
Four years old, but at this time, a fourteen-year-old child looks almost as tall as an adult except for his thin body and childish look. He blocked it with his arm, and the man became even more angry and kept yelling and scolding.
Fan Jianqiang and the middle-aged woman stood in front of the car. The man had his back to this side, so no one saw what a terrible thing happened in the next ten seconds!
Suddenly, the man stopped scolding and stumbled, then took a step back and fell to the ground.
No one reacted to the sudden change because no one expected it.
It was the same child who suddenly screamed hysterically: "I told you not to hit me! I told you not to hit me!"
When the man sat on the ground, the boy holding a bloody knife finally appeared.
The woman suddenly seemed to be in a panic. She was dumbfounded, unable to believe her eyes, and stood there dumbly.
But Fan Qianqiang had already rushed out. The crazy boy's eyes were full of anger, and he waved the spring knife in his hand and stabbed Fan Qianqiang.
With a slap, Fan Jianqiang knocked the jumping knife out of his hand. His face was already filled with evil spirits. If this kid was young and immature enough to get involved with the underworld, then he stabbed him with the knife.
His own biological father! What kind of behavior is this!
How can such a stupid person be cultivated to cultivate such a miraculous brain-dead person!
"It's your dad who's so numb! Aren't you afraid of thunder and lightning?!" Fan Jianqiang slapped him away, causing him to scream and fall to the ground dizzily.
Fan Jianqiang didn't have time to care about this lunatic. He put his hand on the middle-aged man's stomach. The man's whole body was shaking and his lips were trembling. He didn't know whether it was pain or anger.
When the healing light is used, such a small wound will be healed in twenty seconds without even losing much blood.
The woman had already rushed over hysterically, screaming her husband's name. When she saw the blood on her husband's body, she turned pale with horror.
Fan Qiangqiang shouted: "Okay, your husband is fine, he's already recovered!"
Only then did the man react. He touched his stomach and asked in shock, "Why can't I feel the pain?" He pressed a little harder on the stomach where his son had just stabbed him, and he was even more shocked: "Why is everything okay?"
Fan Jianqiang glared at him and said: "If I take action, your son will not die even if he is stabbed for a hundred dollars! Damn it, how did you two raise your son? I am really ignorant and have never heard of it.
I really learned a lot today.”
At this time, a car drove over from a distance.
Fan Qiangqiang patted the man on the shoulder and said, "You two, please get in the car and stay there. You don't have to get down if anything happens."
Motorcycles, mopeds, and mini buns actually brought a lot of people.
Fan Jianqiang pinched the boy. After a while, the crazy kid woke up and saw Fan Jianqiang squatting coldly in front of him. He was so horrified that he rolled away and ran away. When he turned around and saw the sound of the car, his eyes shot out.
A fanatical look.
"Hahaha... you are dead! My boss and brothers are here. Have you prepared the coffin?"
Fan Jianqiang said disdainfully: "Just these people? I thought your Pigskin Brother was so awesome!"
"You don't have to hold on, just wait to die!" The boy ran towards those people.
After a while, a man got out of a Jetta. He was as skinny as a farmer brother who had just crossed over from the old society. The child ran towards the skinny man, nodding and bowing as if he were seeing his own father.
"Brother Pigskin! That guy made fun of us for having so few people! Where are our people?" the child said bitterly and hatefully to Brother Pigskin.
"How crazy, just a pretty boy? I think there are too many people calling you for just such a person!" Brother Pigskin is as thin as a drug addict, and he even wears a collar with a band on it in a pretentious manner.
I don’t know if the fur coat was a bargain bought on Taobao during off-season clearance.
Fan Jianqiang looked at the people who got out of the car. Except for a few young people in their twenties, the others were all children of fifteen or sixteen years old. They were all as excited as if they had been given blood, and ran forward with strange screams.
Brother Pigskin walked towards Fan Jianqiang with a majestic air, followed by thirty or forty people, somewhat like the boss leading the younger brother in the movie.
Brother Pigskin held his head high and stood less than ten meters opposite Fan Qianqiang. He stretched out his right hand without looking back. A boy silently handed over a watermelon knife wrapped in newspaper.
Brother Pi took it with his hand, slowly tore up the newspaper, and said arrogantly: "Boy, are you the one who beat me up? You are not cowardly!"
Fan Qiangqiang looked at the boy standing aside with an adoring look on his face. He felt as if he had eaten a fly and felt sick to his stomach. What kind of subversion of his outlook on life would it take to worship such a trash-like thing? Seeing those almost
They are all children in the age of 14, 15 or 15, and should be in high school at this time! Fan Qiangqiang felt sorry in his heart, and became even more determined to completely eliminate them from the Mohai Hongmen.
"Brother Pigskin, right? A subordinate of Mr. Long?" Fan Qianqiang asked.
Brother Pigskin paused in tearing up the newspaper and said, "Do you still know Mr. Long?"
"Ye Shilong, how come you don't know me? You know Brother Ping, right? Brother Ping is also his subordinate, right?"
Brother Pigskin was shocked again: "Do you still know Brother Ping?"
Fan Jianqiang took out his mobile phone, found Brother Ping's number with a smile, dialed the number, waved to Brother Pigskin, and said, "Come here, I'll call Brother Ping."
Fan Qiangqiang pressed the speaker phone.
Brother Pigskin's expression suddenly became much more respectful, and he stepped forward.
"Is it Brother Fan? Brother Fan, you haven't contacted me for a long time!" Brother Ping's voice came from the phone.
"Yes, I have been busy abroad recently and just came back."
"Brother Fan, this is great. I'll treat Brother Fan to dinner."
"No need to eat for now. I'm very busy here. Let me ask you something. Does Mr. Long have a boss named Brother Pigskin?"
"Pigskin? I know, he is a subordinate of West District Chili Pepper. What's wrong? Brother Fan?"
"Oh, Brother Pigskin's men are trying to molest my sister-in-law. I am negotiating with Brother Pigskin. I think this Brother Pigskin seems to be very arrogant. He also brought dozens of men with him, and everyone has a knife to chop me.
I just want to ask you, if there really is such a person, I will give you face and not kill them, okay, since I am really your friend Ping, I will have some sense of restraint!"
"How dare Pigskin be rude to you, Brother Fan? Brother Fan, I'm so sorry for you. I'll contact Chili immediately and ask him to rush over and apologize to you! I'll be there soon too. Brother Fan, where are you?"
Pigskin's expression is colorful and full of surprise and uncertainty.
Fan Jianqiang sneered: "No, this matter can't be solved by apologizing. Brother Ping, let's do this. Don't interfere in this matter. I treat you as a friend, and I don't want to make it difficult for you. You just can't do this."
You know, listen to my advice, you go out of town immediately, tell Mr. Long that there is something going on in your hometown, and leave Mohai immediately, do you hear me clearly? I don’t want to explain too much about this matter, if we are friends, you can leave immediately, wait
I’ll call you back.”
Brother Ping said in shock: "Brother Fan, what happened?"
"Hehe, no one in this world can offend me, let alone a mere pigskin brother. Even if Ye Shilong comes in person, I have to ask him to give me an explanation. Otherwise, I want Mohai Hongmen to disappear from Mohai!"
After speaking, Fan Jianqiang hung up the phone without explaining.
Being able to talk to Brother Ping like this is already a sign that Fan Qiangqiang is nostalgic for his old friendship. It is finally a friendship over a table of drinks, and all benevolence and justice have been exhausted.
Fan Jianqiang looked at Brother Zhuskin with a sneer and said: "I'm still waiting for you to call more people. Call your boss Chili! Chili in the West District? Hehe, I like to eat chili the most."
Brother Pigskin's face turned red and he shouted: "You...go to hell!"
He directly pulled out the watermelon knife from the newspaper and stabbed Fan Jianqiang in the chest.