My leisurely life live in the countryside

Chapter 211
Ma Zai nodded repeatedly, and said, "Okay, Brother Boss."

"Give me away!" Erzhu said with a look of disgust.

"Come on, boss, there is no brother."

"Snapped!"

"Damn, I can't teach you." Erzhu slapped him and said, "Your IQ is as good as that of a pig."

"Hey, Boss, I missed you." The driver rubbed his head, thinking he was praised, and his smile was bright and sunny.

"But with this IQ, what do I need to supplement?"

"I love your sister!" Erzhu cursed angrily, and chose to block the driver.

The driver looked bewildered, rubbed his head, and murmured suspiciously: "Bring my sister? My sister's Q is not enough?"

Erzhu and the others arrived at the entrance of the village in a short while.

The villagers had long been waiting in the open space at the entrance of the village. As soon as they saw the dust flying and the cars driving in, they all took hoes and stood ready!
The village chief put the cigarette stick on his waist and said, "Guys, wait for the meeting to play by ear."

"Middle, village chief, don't worry, we peasants, it's very easy to put down these little devils!" The second uncle said, patting his chest.

The Crown car stopped in front of everyone, and the driver got out of the car.

He tidied up the 20 yuan shirt on his body, went to the back door and opened the door for Er Zhu,
Erzhu cleared his throat, touched his head, got out of the car with his clutch bag in his hands.

He was wearing tight-fitting t-shirts, skinny pants, and peas shoes. He walked up to the village chief with his figure-eight gait, his head held high, and a Chinese cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Without saying a word, he looked up at the village head with his head up, and waved his hand!
The doors of the two vans behind him opened, and with a clatter, more than 20 men got out, each with a sturdy figure!

This is really fat!

The village head put his hands behind his back, looked at Er Zhu with a serious face, and said, "What do you mean, what do you mean? Say it?"

Erzhu grinned, tilted his mouth with Huazi in his mouth, and said, "Nothing to say, I want your field, I want your land, one mu of land, two hundred!"

"No." The village chief said bluntly: "There is not enough money, we are also peasants, and the crops are gone, why should we go?"

"Hey." Er Zhu smiled and said, "Why go, I don't care, I care about buying land!"

"Buying land? I won't sell it!" The village head pulled out the cigarette stick, tapped it on his leg, and started smoking.

"Yes, we don't sell"

"Young man, do something serious. Look at what you did. Did someone do it?" Second Uncle said, smoking a cigarette.

"Hey, I don't do this for humans. Should I go to farm?" Erzhu sneered, took out a Huazi from his bag, and said, "Here's for you guys, smoke? This is a good cigarette!"

"Picking Huazi, buying and selling land, this is what people do, modernization, understand?"

"I don't understand modernization." The village head smoked a cigarette, glanced at Huazi, and said, "You Huazi, I can't get used to smoking either!"

"That's nothing to talk about?" Er Zhu smashed the cigarette butt on the ground, spat, and said: "Old man, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

"What? A fight?" The village head stared, pointed at Erzhu with a cigarette stick and said, "Do you really think we peasants are easy to bully?"

"Why? I just see that you are easy to bully, and you are not easy to bully, and I can't bully you!"

Erzhu waved his hand, and the driver beside him yelled loudly: "Brothers, let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the men in the two cars gathered around Er Zhu aggressively, staring at the village chief and the others with their copper bell eyes.

"Village chief, back off, leave these brats to us!" The second uncle held the hoe, pulled the village chief behind him, and glared at Erzhu and the others angrily.

"If you can't agree, then don't talk about it, let me do it!" Erzhu yelled at the top of his throat.

Immediately afterwards, he shrank his head, stretched his waist, "sneaked" and got into the crowd.

He was at the back of the crowd, yelling: "Call me!"

The villagers are not the ones who are afraid of things, not to mention that Er Zhu and others have bullied them.

To ask for their land, and only give them two hundred, this is almost an obvious robbery!
How could the villagers be happy if Erzhu wanted to cut off the villagers' livelihood?

The second uncle yelled at the top of his voice, "Big guy, come on!"

After the words fell, the second uncle was the first to bear the brunt, and smashed a hoe into the crowd.

The men brought by Erzhu are obviously also the masters who often fight. They all brandished iron bars and rushed up directly.
The man in front of the second uncle was almost hit by the second uncle's hoe, staggered and nearly fell.

He waved the iron rod, cursed loudly, and rushed towards the second uncle.

The hoe in the second uncle's hand blocked it and kicked him in the stomach.

The man said "Ouch" and sat down on the ground.

A group of people were entangled together, and when the man fell, he just hit the man behind him.

Before the man could react, a villager's pick directly hit the man.

The villager yelled: "You bandits, do you really think we are easy to bully? We are not easy to provoke!"

The man was swung on the back by a pickaxe, and he screamed in pain.

"Hey, you old bastards, labor and management are fighting with you!"

The man became angry and rushed forward with the iron rod.

The man just took two steps when another man was kicked down by a villager, who happened to kick on the man just now.

The two men collided, and they both fell to the ground with a "plop".

The villagers farmed the land all year round, and many of them were in their prime of life. With guys in their hands, they were not at all ambiguous in their fights.

Although these men were sturdy, they drank and sang all the year round. Although they had a lot of strength, they were still at a disadvantage in the face of the villagers.

In addition, most of the things in the hands of the villagers are farm tools, which are much longer than iron bars.

In this open space, one inch long and one inch strong, the villagers gradually gained the upper hand.

Erzhu was watching the battle from a distance.

The more he watched, the more anxious he became, and when he touched his head, it was profusely sweating.

"Fuck, why are these people fighting so fiercely? What are these people doing?"

Erzhu rubbed his head, sweating profusely in anxiety, burning with urgency.

At this moment, in front of him, suddenly a man rushed towards him.

"Ouch, Boss, pick it up, pick it up, keep it up!"

Erzhu looked at this man who was yelling and screaming with teeth and claws, and was dumbfounded for a moment, but he didn't react.

"boom!"

When he reacted, the man bumped into him directly.

"Ouch!" Erzhu cried out in pain, and fell directly to the back.

"Plop" he landed on his butt first, was pressed down by someone, and rolled directly on the ground.

"I went to Nima, it's nothing, it's nothing!"

Erzhu pushed away the man on him and got up from the ground.

As a result, he was dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him.

(End of this chapter)