The Book of Heaven

Chapter 16 Flies
"I don't know."

Ma Zhao still had no expression on his face, even his eyes never turned half a circle, as if this question was just as insignificant as the one just now.

Shrugging his shoulders, Ma Zheng pouted.

For a person who can ignore his parents being thrown in a mass grave, his racial identity seems to be even less important. As long as he knows how to obey him, Ma Zheng, everything else is trivial.

Others always feel sad when sweeping graves, but Ma Zheng is different. The ones lying in the grave are Ma Zheng’s parents, but not his parents. It’s a favor to come and see. Leisure.

Hanging the waist badge given by the third uncle, the place that was once a forbidden area for Ma Zheng is no longer a forbidden area.

When Ma Zheng and the others returned to the fort, Ma Zhao's expressionless face was distorted for the first time, and he was still rubbing his stomach at the same time, needless to say, he was hungry.

If you have extraordinary strength, you must have an extraordinary stomach. Most of what Ma Zhao ate in the mountains was the game he had brought back. Only big fish and meat can fill up the big stomach equivalent to three people.

"go for meal."

Ma Zheng whispered softly, he would not laugh at this idiot, laughing at a person who doesn't know how to laugh, there is no point in laughing at all.

There is a big pot of rice in Majiabao.

In Majiapu, even if you are an orphan, as long as you are not lazy, you will not starve to death.That's how Ma Zheng came here. He chopped firewood and exchanged it for porridge and steamed buns. If he wanted to eat meat, he took his brains and tools and went to look for them in the bushes.

But today, Ma Zheng no longer needs to eat porridge and steamed buns. There are restaurants in the castle that are exclusively for his children and followers. The rice noodles are full.

There are not many children in Jiazibao, even with the attendants, a restaurant with forty tables can still sit down. When Ma Zheng and the two walked in, the meal had not yet arrived.

Showing the waist card, the miscellaneous people will naturally lead them to sit at the table, and the lower-level people do not ask much about the work, just serve the food in plates, there are rice noodles, vegetables, and cured bacon. The up dish bowl is half the height of a person.

"Where did the rice bucket come from?"

The voice came from Ma Zheng's back, but the mang who was sitting opposite Ma Zheng didn't look up, but was busy grilling the rice, making loud noises.

"The face is raw and tight."

Another voice bypassed Ma Zheng, and a young freckled face appeared on Ma Zheng's left. When Ma Zheng turned slightly to the left, he saw a nose that had just started to turn red in winter.

Both are young, in their early twenties, with youthful thorns all over their bodies.

As for Ma Zheng and Ma Zhao, they can judge the priority even from their appearance, so even if the two young Ma family children speak, they will go to Ma Zhao first, beat the dog, and then see what kind of master they are. .

There are not many Ma family children in Jiazibao, and even fewer people who can be ranked. Ma Zheng got into this circle overnight, with no reputation and no background.

"Are you full?"

Ignoring the teasing, Ma Zheng asked Ma Zhao calmly.

Putting the last piece of white rice in the bowl into his mouth, Ma Zhao nodded.

"Then let's go, it's almost winter and there are flies, it's really annoying." Ma Zheng got up, and when he said this, his eyes glanced at the two young people. In fact, he was younger than them, but he forgot this.

"Boy, who are you talking about as a fly? Whose descendant are you? Where did you get your badge? Why have you never seen you before?"

The freckled face took a step across, blocking Ma Zheng, while the red nose was indistinctly blocking Ma Zhao.

When the provocation fell on him, Ma Zheng's face couldn't be as smooth as water, his eyes skipped over his freckled face, and swept across the restaurant.

The four of them were not the only ones in the restaurant, the dozen or so people who came in after Ma Zheng one after another didn't seem to have seen the scene of Ma Zheng, who should eat and chat.But Ma Zheng guessed that there must be some people who don't know how to eat.

A hint of playfulness jumped into Ma Zheng's heart, and he remembered what his third uncle said before: In this troubled world, strength, backbone and temper are indispensable.

"Do you really want to block the way?"

Ma Zheng finally set his eyes on his freckled face, smiled coldly, and asked.

"Tell me the origin of your badge first."

The playful expression on the freckled face entered, this person was young but not frivolous, even if he wanted to use Ma Zheng to stand out, he knew how to find a justifiable excuse for himself.

This person also has a waist card on his waist, a black card single horse, no different from Ma Zheng.There is a difference between having a waist card and not having a waist card, and there are differences between different waist cards, but if they are the same waist card, there is only one reason for each other - unreasonable!
"Why?"

The corner of Ma Zheng's mouth moved, and three words popped out from between his teeth.

There is no point in continuing to fight with the sword, the freckled face reached out to grab Ma Zheng's collar, clenched his fist with his right hand, and was about to throw it at Ma Zheng's face: This kid just has a face that wants to be spanked, he deserves to be spanked!

Fighting has a completely different meaning in Majiapu.

The people at the bottom do not have the extra physical strength to shake their fists, nor do they have the qualifications. They are all worker ants who provide the Ma family with a steady stream of resources. Worker ants should not fight.

As for those family soldiers who have put on armor and wielded weapons, they can perform exercises, but they cannot fight, otherwise there will be military regulations to deal with them. The soldiers' weapons can only be used outward and used on their own people. Great rebellion.

So not only the Majiabao, but also the three forts B, C, and D have the same rules. Only the children of the Ma family, and those who are still practicing martial arts, can shake their fists at each other, just like young tigers and kittens. It's all so much tossing, can we dominate the mountains and forests, and let the vicious dogs detour?
The fights seen by the disciples were ignored by the higher authorities, on the contrary, there was a sense of pleasure to see the results. The premise was that no one would be killed, no irreversible disabilities could be left, and the last one was not to obviously bully the widowed by the many.

Ma Zheng understands these rules very well, so when others step on it, he will never be a copper pea with strong bones. What he wants to live is to step on it with one foot and break two .

The table was not overturned, the stool was not overturned, and the person who fell was a freckle-faced person. Ma Zheng came out of the blue and stole a peach under his arm which did not conform to the rules, which made the freckle-faced face stiff, followed by Ma Zheng's big cap, and slapped the freckle-faced face. Slapped it on the face, and pushed it out, the guy fell down dizzy and dizzy.

It's not that Hongbitou didn't want to help, his fist hit Ma Zhao's leather armor, it was not even as good as beating a drum, I'm afraid even if he took a pair of drum hammers, Ma Zhao would not be his incense drum, Hongbitou was a little dumbfounded, he His fist is heavy enough to break a sandbag, but he can't make this guy who smells bad all over his body raise his eyelids?

Is this still a follower?

Where did such a follower come from?

The red nose backed away in a daze, stepped on two steps and let out a scream, and looked down to realize that he had stepped on the third leg of his companion.

"Why are you still standing there in a daze? Send it to Shi Medical Center to see. Don't think about someone's future daughter-in-law!"

(End of this chapter)