One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 7 The Resistance Begins

Early in the morning on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, when the sky was just dawn, Yan Qingzhi set up a battle at the gate of Yan's house.

She was wearing a large tattered leather jacket, carrying a wooden bucket in her hand, and pouring scoops of chicken blood water onto the door of Yan's house, the clattering sound suddenly disturbed the concierge of Yan's house.

The concierge was short, lean, and somewhat old-fashioned. He was a relative of Yan Maochun's stepmother, Zhou's, and he could see the same meanness as Zhou's between his eyebrows.

He didn't know why, so he quickly put on his clothes and ran to the door.

While running, he didn't forget to say loudly, "Come here!"

In such a yard, the door is usually closed, and no one will knock on the door early in the morning.

The small door next to it was opened, and Yan Qingzhi, who heard the movement, was waiting in front of the door.

The old man in the concierge held up the small lamp and squinted to see it. Before he could see clearly, Yan Qingzhi poured a scoop of blood down his head and face!

"Who? What are you doing... puff... ah puff... what is this..."

He took a closer look, and only then did he recognize Yan Qingzhi, and his face was instantly ugly.

"Is it you? Yan Qingzhi?"

Yan Qingzhi's face was stern and arrogant. She was wearing a worn leather jacket. She was not tall, but her back was straight and straight. Her anger at the porter was not false, and she took the bucket of chicken blood mixed with water to the porter. His face was raised, and the doorman was extremely angry, but his instinct still made him hurriedly dodge sideways.

In her memory, in order to please the old lady of the Yan family, the concierge always embarrassed Qingzhi. Now that she sees him like this, she is also very happy.

"That's right, it's me. Hurry up and let the masters of the Yan family come out and talk to me, otherwise it will not be blood, but dung soup that will be splashed on the gate of the Yan family!"

As she said that, she still didn't forget to reveal a row of wooden tubs and barrels that had been moved in the morning, so that the doorman with only one head could take a closer look!

The doorman wiped the blood from his face and said with a sneer.

"Don't look at your own virtues! Okay! Don't you want to see the master! You wait for me..."

Saying that, he flashed to the door, and was about to call someone out.

However, based on Yan Qingzhi's guess, the chances of calling the Yan family's master are not high, and the thugs are almost the same.

Therefore, she added another sentence.

"I advise you to listen to me better, or something will happen later, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

This kind of ruthless remarks are not a problem in the eyes of the concierge, and even the extremely angry he may not listen to it.

Sure enough, before Yan Qingzhi's blood was poured out, the long-term workers of the Yan family were already gathering, clamoring for something coming towards the gate.

The Yan family is prosperous and has a little money in their hands. In addition to the five or six servants in the family, they also support a dozen long-term workers.

During the Chinese New Year period in previous years, most of the long-term workers had to go back to celebrate the New Year, but this year, because of Yan Qingzhi, they all stayed at Li's house to make trouble, so at this time, they were still talking at home.

Yan Qingzhi was already prepared for this, she calmly poured the blood behind her, and then started pouring feces on the door of Yan's house.

The gate of Yan's house is black, with nails on it, and it doesn't look like an ordinary farmer.

However, the effect of dung water is different...

She was vigorously splashing, and several long-term workers rushed out from the side door with hoes and shovels, looking very fierce, even if the opponent was a big kid like Yan Qingzhi, they were the same.

Maybe when they were in the Li family, these people might not really hit her hard, but the nature of the matter had changed when she was beaten in front of the door.

The Yan family could indulge her to die silently outside, but they couldn't accept that she would die with them in such a violent way.

Yan Qingzhi was already prepared. She narrowed her eyes and quickly backed away. Just as these people rushed towards her, she used the water scoop that had just thrown the feces to take out a scoop of water from another bucket that had been placed under her feet for half a day. Without hesitation, he didn't directly throw it in the eyes of the other party...

Some people responded quickly and closed their eyes quickly, but some people didn't have time to close their eyes. A little liquid seeped in, and their eyes suddenly became hot and swollen. They quickly wiped their faces with their sleeves, but the more they wiped, the more uncomfortable it became...

"This is the concentrated chili water that my aunt boiled for a day. I'll give you a try..."

The chili peppers were pulled from the eaves of the Li family's house by these long-term workers a few days ago.
While speaking, Yan Qingzhi did not forget to make up for the few people who were still rushing forward with one scoop on the left and one on the right...

The one who reached out precisely and neatly made several people defenseless!

Who would have thought that this child was so damaged...

Immediately, the hoes and picks of several long-term workers fell to the ground, and they all covered their eyes with humming.

They were in so much pain that they stretched out their hands to grab the snow under the courtyard wall and pressed them against their eyes.

How could Yan Qingzhi miss such a good opportunity, picking up a short stick from one side and hitting everyone hard!
There was a bad-tempered man who would pull Yan Qingzhi's stick with his eyes closed. Yan Qingzhi snorted coldly and let him pull it.

As a result, as soon as the man got started, he was scratched by a small nail that was smashed in. The small nail was driven so deeply that it only popped up. It was difficult to kill someone, but it was too easy to scratch someone.

The man endured the pain, thinking that if he grabbed the stick from Yan Qingzhi's hand, the other party would have nothing to rely on. Who knew that Yan Qingzhi was so powerful that he could not pull the stick from Yan Qingzhi's hand no matter how powerful he was. grab it.

Between the two pulling and pulling, the man's attention was attracted by the stick, but he didn't realize that Yan Qingzhi held the stick in one hand and sent it along the direction he was pulling. He took out a small ball filled with quicklime from the pocket of the tattered leather jacket and slammed it directly into his face.

How could he have imagined that a child would still have such rude tricks, and he was smashed right on the spot.

Quicklime was flying, and a layer was floating all over his face and neck.

The small ball was made of pig intestines. It was a small piece. She was filled with gas and quicklime, and then tightly fastened, it broke when it fell. The success rate was as high as [-]%.

The man's face was originally chili water that had not been wiped off, and the quicklime mixed with it had gradually started to heat up. He closed his eyes and didn't know what hit him, so he was so frightened that he quickly pulled with his hands.

Yan Qingzhi squinted his eyes, immediately seized the opportunity, jumped up, and immediately gave this person a stubborn foot. In addition, the quicklime on his face had heated up with the chili water, releasing the pain of the chili water to the maximum. Strong, he lost his temper in an instant...

Such a set of combos came down in the blink of an eye.

Yan Qingzhi knocked down one, and attacked the remaining long-term workers in a sloppy manner. She was still not strong enough, so she could only seize the opportunity to catch these people by surprise, and kill them while they were sick!
The short stick was swung in her hand, and she didn't need any skills at all to roll these long-eyed workers all over the ground.

She didn't hold back, beating and cursing at the same time.

"Isn't it smashing? Isn't it bullying the Li family? You want to drive me away! There's no way! Auntie, I won't collect those accounts today, so I'll hang myself in front of your Yan family's gate..."

Yan Qingzhi's words were sobbing and bloody, and her determination to hang herself in front of the Yan family's gate made the concierge who eavesdropped on through the gate tremble with fear.

His hands trembled slightly, and he always felt that things were a bit beyond his expectations.

He murmured.

"Crazy crazy! Yan Qingzhi is crazy!"

I don't know who Yan Qingzhi was talking to, but she didn't stop beating.

In the end, he was only a long-term worker, and he was not a professional thug. After being beaten by her like this, he immediately wilted, and they all stepped back wanting to take two less bats.

During the process, some people kicked over two of the wooden basins she brought over because of dodging, and spilled the dung soup all over themselves.

At this temperature, it is not so easy to turn dung into dung water.

She didn't even sleep last night, so she fiddled with these things!
A group of people covered their eyes and fled all the way, until the second young master of the Yan family came out, and Yan Qingzhi took the stick and stood in front of the Yan family's door.

Several long-term workers quickly squeezed in through the side door, making the second young master who passed by was disgusting enough...

The second young master of the Yan family was born to the old lady of the Yan family. He is 27 years old and his name is Yan Maoxia. Say the old lady is too much.

Yan Maoxia pulled out a blue handkerchief from her sleeve, frowning and covering her nose.

"A bunch of trash..."

When the chief engineer heard his voice, he was flustered, but he did not forget to salute.

"Second Young Master..."

"Go go go! Useless stuff!"

After speaking, he staggered and walked in front of Yan Qingzhi, looking down at Yan Qingzhi.

"Tell me! What's the matter with me?"

Although Yan Qingzhi raised her head, she did not delay to despise him.

"Looking for you? A house-filler is also worthy?"

As soon as Yan Maoxia heard this, he was about to go wild, but before he could move, Yan Qingzhi jumped up...

"Ah ya!" With that, she gave Yan Maoxia a memory of severing a child and a grandson!

The movements were hurried and violent, and because Yan Maoxia took it lightly, he instinctively wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Yan Maoxia hadn't organized the language of her rebuttal, and she never thought that Yan Qingzhi would not let him say anything, and she would use this method directly with him, completely defenseless, and was kicked firmly by her.

That sour...

It’s just that!

Yan Maoxia's sour, stimulating, distorted, helpless, and depressing pain suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

Originally, I wanted to scold Yan Qingzhi again, but now I can't say a word.

But who knows, this is not the worst.

Yan Qingzhi's kick was obviously not a lore, it was just a start.

Just when he was clutching his key parts and bending over and pinching his legs...

Yan Qingzhi abruptly stretched out her right hand, her two slender fingers were spread apart, and they were stretched out in parallel and ran towards his eyes.

At that moment, Yan Qingzhi's two fingers moved forward, showing a ruthless and decisive temperament, as if he had already ignored the consequences.

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