But just when they were full of energy and ready to have a big fight, a sudden sound of sneezing came from somewhere in the corner.
Qian Youyu and Qian Desheng were both shivering and had to squat down while holding their heads.
"Which one of you sneezes?" Qian Youyu trembled and asked bravely.
"None of us sneeze..." someone muttered in a low voice.
Qian Youyu was also suspicious and secretive. He did too many bad things and was panicking to death. After all this trouble, he felt even more uneasy.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became weird, but Qian Desheng pulled Qian Yuyu and said, "Okay, stop fussing and start cutting down the trees. It's too late. Their group of people will get up early tomorrow morning and find us.
Maybe there will be any conflicts."
Qian Desheng was also afraid, but he was more reliable than Qian Yue. He knew that time was tight for the matter, and if he didn't work hard, he might not be able to finish it.
Qian Youyu glanced at the bushes with a guilty conscience, and a young man whispered: "I heard our grandma said about the crooked-neck tree, but many people were hanged. That was all during the years when the Japanese invaded the village."
Son,
Fortunately, our village is far away from the emperor. Otherwise, if those devils come in, something will happen..."
Qian Youyu's legs were weak. How could he dare to continue listening? He quickly shouted: "What are you talking about? Hurry and chop down the tree!"
Everyone didn't dare to say any more, but they just looked at Qian Youyu's behavior and knew that if he continued talking, he would probably pee his pants.
That would really become a big joke.
Just as everyone was approaching the big tree, Qian Desheng took the lead and swung the ax in his hand, and struck the tree trunk with the axe.
They went over to take a look and saw that there was only a shallow mark on the tree trunk. "Dad's calculations were accurate... There are not as many people as we do on this tree. We probably won't be able to make it down this whole night, so we all come up to help!"
"Stop working, stop all your work." A sinister voice was heard from the treetops. Qian Youyu was already very nervous, but the sound came so suddenly that he was so frightened that his legs trembled and he fell down.
He fell to the ground, "Oh my God, there is a ghost!"
After the previous turmoil, Qian Desheng was still calm and asked people to turn on the lights. However, before they could shine the light, there was a burst of rustling movement from the bushes. Soon, men holding torches high and holding bags in their hands were heard.
Carrying various farm tools, they had already surrounded them.
Qian Desheng's body trembled, and he saw a man jumping down from the treetop like a magic weapon descending from the sky.
The man was tall, with big hands and feet, and handsome appearance. He had met them several times, and he turned out to be Zhou Qishan.
These two dozen men were all farmers in the village, and their eyes were filled with anger when they looked at these little bastards.
Qian Desheng said: "What are you doing here?"
Zhou Qishan took a look at the ax in this kid's hand and the people following him, and joked: "What else can we do? Protect the public property of our village."
Wang Fang couldn't help but cursed, "You sons of bitches are shady, right? You come to chop down trees at night. If you do this, believe it or not, we will dig up your Qian family's ancestral graves."
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Zhou Qishan's face twitched. He was no different than digging up the Qian family's ancestral graves. This Wang Fang really didn't have a clue.
Qian Desheng took two steps back, and felt guilty when he saw so many people. These were farmers in the countryside, and the things they had under their hands were neither light nor heavy. They were different from street gangsters like them. They could really fight with their hands.
Dead cow.
But when Qian Youyu saw the person, he immediately jumped up. This kid is afraid of ghosts, and he is not afraid of no matter how many people come. He cursed: "What's going on, just cutting down trees and disturbing you poor people? Are you the only one who's afraid of ghosts?"
Help the bird people, out of the twenty people, ten of them owe our family money, and there is one who owes our Qian family his life, and yet he dares to beep with me, you are so brave!"
After hearing this, everyone clenched their fists. What he said when he had enough money hit everyone in the back! In recent years, the Qian family has taken advantage of people's difficulties and lent money whenever they were in trouble, forcing everyone to owe money.
Made a lot of money.
Qian Youyu was a little proud when he saw that the big guys were silent. He felt that he had figured out the big guys. He continued to say arrogantly: "I just want to dig up this tree in front of you guys."
Now, do you dare to say anything? Come up here and try to hit me! Even if I give you a hundred courages, you wouldn’t even dare..."
But before he could finish his words, a fist stretched out from the crowd and hit him directly in the face. The yellow, white, black and red ones on his face were all crowded into a ball.
, like opening a dyeing workshop.
Unable to hold back his strength, he flew backwards and fell to the ground, his face wrinkled together.
"You dare to beat our family members? You are so tired of living, aren't you?!" Qian Desheng lost his mind instantly when he saw his younger brother being beaten, and rushed forward. For a while, the villagers and Qian's family were fighting together, and from time to time
Someone was injured and died.
However, there were a large number of villagers, surrounding these little bastards. These bastards of the Qian family were also done by strong foreigners. In the past, they could still dominate the market under the leadership of the Qian family, but at this juncture, it would be completely impossible for them to charge forward.
There was no hope, one by one, they kept shrinking back.
The sound of crying for father and calling mother can be said to be endless.
There were still a few people resisting at first, but these people were slightly scratched and screamed heart-breakingly. Some even took advantage of the siege to not be completely closed, and secretly rubbed oil on the soles of their feet and escaped.
Only less than ten people were actually surrounded. The villagers had the greatest resentment against the two Qian brothers. If Qin Xiaozheng hadn't pulled them aside, thinking not to kill anyone, these two brothers would probably have given the angry villagers a hard time.
Beaten to death.
But even so, at the beginning, the most arrogant person was Huan Qian Yuyu, so he was taking in more air and less out.
The rest of the people were also beaten, with bruises all over their bodies, and they all felt sore just looking at them...
Zhou Qishan didn't expect that the evil forces at the head of the village were so impatient to be beaten. Seeing that the gang was defeated, he quickly came out to hold them back. If they really continued to fight like this, they might really have to fight.
They've all gone into the bureau.
But now the guys are actually hitting on the head! You kick, I kick him, the fight is fierce, and the situation is on the verge of getting out of control!
But at this moment, a figure ran from a distance, shouting as he ran: "Don't bother those who don't have to cut down the trees! The old man is dying! Something serious has happened! He has died! You go home quickly.
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Everyone's expressions changed after hearing this, and they all stopped what they were doing and froze in place, not knowing what to do. However, Qian Desheng pulled him up and was already limp like mud, with more than enough money, as if his buttocks were burning.