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Chapter 52 Who's Greeting Who

"A pig's hand of yours isn't worth that much, so I don't care about it." Wang Gensheng smiled faintly.

Your uncle, how can you insult someone if you don’t bring it?

Zhang Hu suddenly became furious and shouted to several men around him: "This kid is so ignorant, please greet him properly."

"Yes, Brother Tiger."

These men were already impatient. This little farmer was too arrogant and didn't even bother to ask who Brother Hu was.

Seven or eight tough guys surrounded Wang Gensheng, as if they were surrounded by several high walls.

The villagers in Taoyuan Village began to be worried.

How could Wang Gensheng, such a small man, withstand the greetings of these tough men?

But the reality is always surprising. Seven or eight guys seemed to be lying on the ground before they even got to Wang Gensheng's side.

Some people shouted that it was broken, and some people shouted that it was broken.

All in all, there was a lot of wailing and misery.

Zhang Hu was still looking at Zhang Qiaoling, already distracted and having wild thoughts.

How come Wang Shantou is so lucky to marry such a beautiful wife?

God is so unfair, all he encountered were vulgar fans.

"Brother Tiger, don't look at it, brothers are all broken." A younger brother cried out in mourning.

Zhang Hu then turned around and asked, "Oh, what's going on?"

He thought it was Wang Gensheng who was knocked down just now.

The people who were wailing were the villagers of Taoyuan Village.

"Zhang Hu, do you still regret it?" Wang Gensheng looked at Zhang Hu, still smiling.

The villagers in Taoyuan Village watching the excitement seemed to be in a dream at this moment.

I didn't see Wang Gensheng take action, so why did these people fall to the ground and keep wailing?

"If you don't regret it, I will return the five hundred thousand to you." Zhang Hu just wants to save his life and has no other ideas.

Just think about it, if you lose your life, what's the point of asking for money?

Five hundred thousand yuan was back in Wang Gensheng's hands in less than ten minutes.

The village chief Wang Chun was also stunned for a moment. He knew how confident this kid was!

"Brother, can I leave now?" Zhang Hu looked at Wang Gensheng, as if he was seeing the King of Hell threatening his life.

"Where are you going? Have you lost the peach tree's money?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.

"Brother, I've returned the five hundred thousand to you, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Hu asked sadly.

"This is 500,000, that is 600,000, there is still 100,000 left, don't you know how to do the math?" Wang Gensheng said softly.

Zhang Hu looked at Wang Gensheng and was furious at the moment.

This guy is too disgusting. If he can't collect the debt by himself, why can't he pay him 100,000 yuan instead?

"What, you want to regret it again?" Wang Gensheng asked, his face as dark as water.

"Now I not only want to regret it, but I also want to destroy you." Zhang Hu glared at Wang Gensheng and punched Wang Gensheng.

"You haven't eaten, why are you acting like a girl?" Wang Gensheng said with a smile.

Zhang Hu's fist hit the target.

It's just like hitting a ball of cotton.

He was startled and wanted to withdraw his fist.

His fist was in Wang Gensheng's hand, as if he was being welded to death.

The harder Zhang Hu exerted force, the tighter the weld became.

"I told you, why don't you eat more before you come? Look at you, you are sweating profusely, how pitiful you are." Wang Gensheng was chatting and laughing, as if he had met an old friend for many years.

"I'll fight you." Zhang Hu shouted again and waved the steel knife in his other arm.

Just now, he showed some mercy and did not kill Wang Gensheng with a knife.

But before his arm was raised, it dropped down again in an instant.

Wang Gensheng closed his palms and tightly grasped Zhang Hua's fist.

The fingers of Zhang Hua's fist rattled, and his face began to twist and deform.

"It's broken, it's broken." Zhang Hu's voice trembled, one leg went weak, and he knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Good boy, it's not the Chinese New Year now, so I don't have any lucky money to give you." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.

"Brother, please spare me, stop it, stop it." Zhang Hu begged.

"I didn't do anything to you, why are you so polite?" Wang Gensheng looked innocent.

"Brother, I'll give you one hundred thousand yuan." Sweat dripped from Zhang Hu's face.

The villagers were very surprised. The weather was not that hot. Why was Zhang Hu sweating so much?

"That's right. You have to speak truthfully. Didn't your master teach you?" Wang Gensheng looked calm and spoke seriously.

Zhang Hu felt life was worse than death and the pain was unbearable: "Brother, I don't have a master, you are my master."

"Fart, I have a disobedient disciple like you?" Wang Gensheng's expression was actually so painful.

"Brother, please let me go. I will never dare to do it again." Zhang Hu almost cried.

Wang Gensheng twisted his palm, and one of Zhang Hu's arms turned upside down.

But his face was directly pressed to the ground.

"You're still teachable, kid. Take out the 100,000 yuan and get out of here!" Wang Gensheng said and released Zhang Hu's fist.

One of Zhang Hu's arms hung weakly to the ground, and he had lost consciousness.

Two men came over to help Zhang Hu, but Zhang Hu only felt waves of heartbreaking pain: "Be gentle, it's broken, it's broken."

"Brother Hu, what should we do now?" one of the boys asked.

"Go and take out the 100,000 yuan in the car and give it to Brother Wang. Hurry." Zhang Hu's whole body was so sore that he had to use his strength to speak.

One hundred thousand yuan was brought over, and Zhang Hu stood in front of Wang Gensheng, his legs still trembling.

"Why don't you go away? Do you want me to keep you for dinner?" Wang Gensheng asked coldly.

As if Zhang Hu had received a pardon, he followed his men and slipped out of Zhang Qiaoling's yard.

Then he got into the car, and the two cars drove out of the village in a hurry.

Wang Gensheng took out 50,000 yuan from the 100,000 yuan and raised the other 550,000 yuan in front of the village chief: "Uncle Wang Chun,

This fifty thousand is interest money, please click on the number."

Wang Chun trembled with fright. In less than half an hour, he had 50,000 yuan in interest. It was so easy to make money!

"Uncle Wang Chun, don't be surprised. Making money is the easiest thing to do." Wang Gensheng said softly.

"Yeah." Wang Chun kept nodding, already stunned.

Wang Gensheng went over and pulled Zhang Qiaoling up from the ground, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Qiaoling, nothing happened."

"Gensheng, thank you." Zhang Qiaoling burst into tears, unable to express her gratitude.

If there wasn't someone in the yard, she really wanted to throw herself into Wang Gensheng's arms and cry loudly.

"Sister-in-law Qiaoling, your peach tree has been cut down, I'll give you this fifty thousand yuan." Wang Gensheng comforted her softly.

"It's too much, it doesn't cost more than 50,000 yuan." Zhang Qiaoling said quickly.


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