Chapter 50
The people on both sides spoke very harshly, and Qin Feng felt distressed when he saw it.

There is a saying in the village that neighbors fight for an inch, and if you hit me, I hit you more vigorously.

This statement is not false at all. The land in this village is not divided very precisely.

It's just a ridge separated, like this mountain and forest land, let alone, there is no clear dividing line between the two villages, and the mountain is also owned by the public.

You plant a peach tree, I plant an apricot tree, some grow several generations, and whoever goes up the mountain can eat it if they want, and it is even hard to tell whose family it is.

But to be honest, this tree can find the Lord according to the convention.

Just like the plum tree that Shi Qiang is going to dig now, although it grows on the top of the mountain, it does have an owner, but this place can also tell which village it belongs to.

So usually everyone eats the plums on the tree, and no one cares about it. If you dig the tree, it will be easier to be true.

Especially now that he is going to develop this place, it is not difficult to understand if someone comes looking for something.

In poor and remote areas, if they can get money, no one will fight for it.

But on the other hand, Qin Feng didn't care about such a tree money, so he quickly pulled Shi Qiang back.

"Okay, Qiangzi, stop arguing."

Having said that, he looked at the young man across from him again: "Brother, stop shouting, if you really want to fight, your Tianfeng Village is not afraid, and our Tianbao Village is not afraid either."

"But for a tree, do you think it's worth it? What can you do if you win?"

The young man raised his neck: "Hmph! If you win or lose, you will have to pay for digging my tree."

"Well, don't you just want money? The tree on our mountain usually sells for [-] plums. This plum tree is not young, and it won't bear many plums. Otherwise, I'll give you a thousand. Don't argue, can you see it?" Qin Feng said indifferently.

"What? 1000 yuan?" The young man was taken aback.

But before he could continue talking, a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks yelled: "No, what is 1000 yuan? This plum tree was planted by Niu Zhuang's grandfather when he was alive. How many years has it been? Your 1000 yuan is enough Thinking about something?"

"Fuck you Mad, 1000 yuan? Usually, your broken tree, can someone buy it for [-] yuan?" Shi Qiang also called out now.

"Grass mud horse, who are you talking about? I will buy the village in your yard for 300 yuan." The young man named Niu Zhuang also shouted at this meeting.

When Qin Feng saw that the two sides were going to quarrel again, he hurried forward: "Okay, Qiangzi, don't talk yet."

Then he looked at Niu Zhuang: "Niu Zhuang, right? Tell me, how much money do you want? Don't go too far, I can promise you."

"Brother Feng, you are giving him face, 1000 yuan is more than enough." Shi Qiang said unwillingly.

"Okay, shut up." Qin Feng glared at Shi Qiang.

Shi Qiang didn't dare to speak now, and Niu Zhuang who was facing him was also stunned.

But at this moment, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy next to him also yelled: "Who is too much? We don't want more, 3 yuan, a little less is fine, and we don't want a little more."

"Ah?" Niu Zhuang was startled when Qin Feng didn't speak this time. He turned his head to look at the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and obviously knew that this was a bit too deceitful.

But the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks would yell even more fiercely: "Why, Niu Zhuang, how much more do you want? Although he is rich, he doesn't care about the 3 to [-], but this is almost the same."

While talking, he quietly pinched Niu Zhuang's thigh.

Niu Zhuang finally came to his senses now, and seemed to feel that Qin Feng was not short of money, so he said with a stiff neck, "Yes, it's only [-] yuan, no extra points, no less."

Qin Feng shook his head and chuckled while watching: "Hehe, Niu Zhuang, do you think I'm a fool? This tree is worth 1000 yuan for you. Don't listen to other people's nonsense, or you Not even a penny."

"Grass mud horse, boy, who are you scaring? Tell you, if you don't take money, you will be disabled today." At this moment, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy shouted again.

But just when he finished speaking, Qin Feng also moved, and suddenly raised his hand to grab the other person's hair, and then slapped him up.

"Fuck you Mad."

Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was slapped to the side by Qin Feng, but Qin Feng didn't stop.

Then came two more slaps.

"I made you fart here, did I talk to you? What kind of onion are you?"

clap clap...

After these two slaps, the guy's teeth flew out several times, and finally Qin Feng lifted his foot and kicked him out.

"Go away, I tell you, if you dare to scold my mother again, I will make you like this tree."

After speaking, Qin Feng kicked again, sweeping on the half-planed plum tree.

"Card!"

With a soft sound, everyone was stunned for a moment, only to see that the thick plum tree was broken by Qin Feng's leg.

The scene was extremely quiet in an instant, and everyone looked at Qin Feng in disbelief, especially Niu Zhuang, who swallowed hard at this moment, because he wanted to go up to help before.

But now he fully understands that when it comes to fighting, they are ten blocks away from Qin Feng.

Even the guy on the ground with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek who was slapped opened his mouth wide when he wanted to scold at first.

Born in a mountain village, they are wild in nature, and there are not a few of them who are strong, so they love to do things when they encounter things.

But these people are not fools. After all, there are people with such great strength. They have never seen someone as strong as Qin Feng.

Lizi Village is a fruit tree, which grows slowly, and the wood is many times harder than willow wood. If this foot breaks, it will be so powerful.

If you kick someone with such strength, you will lose half your life if you don't die.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Qin Feng raised his head and looked at Niu Zhuang: "Niu Zhuang, everyone is from the same village, and Tianbao Village and Tianfeng Village are so close, I don't want to make a big deal out of it."

"Furthermore, this is between you and me, just the two of us talking, tell me, how much is your tree worth? Don't ask for it, or we will go to court."

"This is not your home, it's all reclaimed wasteland, and I have a contract here. I've already taken down this mountain, and it's the same if I don't give you a penny."

After Qin Feng said that, he took out the contract directly in his arms.

Niu Zhuang was also ignorant at this moment. Looking at the group of timid people behind him, he gritted his teeth for a long time and said, "Okay, then I will accept the 1000 yuan you said, okay?"

"It's easy to say, but don't talk to me about me. My father has raised me. Have you raised me? Can you afford it?" Qin Feng curled his lips.

After speaking, he took out a wad of money in his bag, counted 2000 yuan, and threw it over.

"It's two thousand, I just said to you, I just picked it up by myself, one thousand is tree money for you, and the other one thousand is for that trash to see."

The red banknotes were scattered all over the ground in an instant. Niu Zhuang looked at it and seemed a little dissatisfied: "You!"

"You, you, I didn't scold you a word when I spoke to you. You call yourself Laozi in front of me. This is your end. If you really have the guts, don't want it." Qin Feng said coldly.

Niu Zhuang was silent now, because Qin Feng did not curse anyone when he was talking to him, and looking at the money on the ground, he had to bend down to pick it up.

(End of this chapter)

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