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Chapter Forty: Counterattack

It was getting darker and darker, and more and more people were gathering at the teahouse. If one person came to the village and shouted a few words, people from the beginning to the end of the village would immediately come to join in the fun.

This is a characteristic of small mountain villages. Even the smallest incident can alarm people several kilometers away.

When Lao Chen was about to swing down his shovel, he found that someone was holding him down in mid-air.

"What kind of thing doesn't have eyes..." Old Chen was cursing, but when he looked up and saw the person coming, he immediately fell silent.

A thick plaster was wrapped around the visitor's right leg, white and glaring.

The hand that caught his shovel was strong and strong. When Jiang Hao saw that the person was Zhang Wu who should be recovering in the hospital, he felt that he was not a worry at all. Both of them wanted to run out of the hospital. Thinking of this, Jiang Hao

Hao kept shaking his head.

Zhang Wu used his uninjured Kong Wu's strong right hand to pull the shovel from Lao Chen's hand, threw it to the sand pile in the open space next to him, and hit the shovel immediately.

Zhang Wu put his hands behind his back, supported the crutches under the two creaking holes, and limped towards Lao Chen. Lao Chen did not dare to look directly into Zhang Wu's calm and self-defeating eyes. He knew that he had touched Lao Zhang's bottom line, so he

He lowered his head subconsciously.

Lao Qiu looked at the two of them with a smile on his face. He knew that his purpose of coming here today could be achieved to a large extent. After all, Lao Zhang was beaten just last time.

He was also frightened by being beaten, but he behaved well.

I didn’t expect Lao Zhang to be a complete coward, coward, really coward, hehe.

Lao Qiu was feeling happy in his heart. He never expected that Waterloo would come so quickly.

Zhang Wu caught a glimpse of the evil smile on Lao Qiu's lips. After being beaten up by a group of them, he had spent enough time in the hospital, and the frustration in his heart became more and more swollen.

Zhang Wu picked up the crutch and hit Lao Qiu hard on his calf. Lao Qiu didn't react for a moment. His calf reflexed and he knelt on the ground instantly.

In an instant, the people behind Lao Qiu gathered around, pushing and shoving the people next to Zhang Wu.

In order to prevent Zhang Wu from being hurt twice, Jiang Hao quickly stood in front of Zhang Wu, and when he did, he deliberately glanced at Zhang Wu, with both reproach and hint in his eyes.

"Lao Zhang, what do you mean?"

Lao Qiu quickly stood up from the ground. His calf ached slightly, and he pointed at Zhang Wu angrily.

snort.

Zhang Wu almost made this sound from his nasal cavity.

"Last time you beat me up when I wasn't prepared. I gave Lao Liu face and I endured it. This time you are still looking for trouble. The one who teased you first is a bitch. No one can blame you."

Zhang Wu picked up his crutch and almost pointed it at Lao Qiu's nose and scolded him.

Lao Qiu retreated repeatedly, which was a bluff. The legend of Zhang Wu's old one-on-seven fight was still circulated among the people. Last time, there were indeed a large number of people, but he looked around and saw that almost everyone in Xiaobei Village was out.

It's over, there is no doubt that they are the ones being beaten this time.

Zhang Wu saw that the smile on Lao Qiu's face suddenly disappeared, and then he looked extremely worried and trembling.

Jiang Hao stepped forward and grabbed Lao Qiu by the collar and said, "You have been beaten, and you have been angry. You have to take today's batch of goods, and you have to take them if you don't want them!"

Lao Qiu glanced at the goods piled in the corner and felt extremely panicked.

Seeing Zhang Wu's expression that he would be punished if he offends me, Lao Qiu didn't even dare to say anything.
Chapter completed!
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