hunting in 1986

Chapter 131 Chapter 130
At the entrance of Wangjiatuner Village.

There is nothing to do in winter, and it is rare to have fun, so many young and old men gathered here.

Wang Yuan parked beside the road on his motorcycle, stretched his neck to look around, and saw his grandfather and third uncle among the crowd.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

"You kid said, why can't I come?" Grandpa was very energetic, wearing a thick padded jacket, walking towards Wang Yuan with a cigarette pole pinned to his waist.

"Xiaoyuan, let me tell you, we Wangjiatun'er and Sanlongtun'er had fought a long time ago, you must beat them up this time! Do you hear me?"

"I heard, when did you fight?" Wang Yuan was confused.

"It's been about ten years. At that time, you were the commune. You were too young to remember things."

Wang Yuan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there was such a thing, because Sanlongtun and Wangjiatun belonged to the same commune. When the commune paid for the public food, people from the two villages had a quarrel and then fought.

At the beginning, there were very few people on both sides, but later people from their respective villages came, and the battle spread out, and the number of people increased, and finally it became a big group fight between the two villages.

Wang Yuan heard about it later from his cousin Wang Meng, who was sitting on a ox cart full of grain and witnessed that scene with his own eyes.

Cousins ​​Wang Meng and Wang Hu also came over, Wang Yuan didn't let them go there on a bicycle, but drove them on a motorcycle.

Soon Wu Qian and Liu Hui took the lead, and the people behind either took tractors, motorcycles, or bicycles to rush towards the fox ditch.

Everyone's morale was high, their passion was surging, and they tried their best to beat the gang of bastards in Sanlongtun to the ground.

……

The cold wind blew, and the snow particles in the fox ditch were blown and rolled around. It turned out that this was a wide ditch, and there were many foxes.

Later, when the river was dug, this place was connected to the river, so after winter, it was frozen into a thick layer of ice, and the heavy snow spread on the ice layer, which looked very flat at first glance.

When Wang Yuan and others came to Fox Valley, they saw a large number of people from Sanlongtun standing not far from the south, wearing dog fur hats and gray cotton jackets, looking at Wang Yuan and others with hostile and fierce eyes.

The atmosphere was tense for a while.

The distance between each other was less than 10 meters, and with the cold wind blowing, Wang Yuan could faintly hear the other party's muttering.

I only heard a tall, thin man standing in the front with an arrogant face say, "Tao, these grandsons in Wangjiatuner are so rich, and they still have two tractors?"

Someone echoed:
"Someone in their village opened a chicken farm. Eggs are so expensive and they are sure to make money. Let me show you, the guy on the right of the kid who is hacking, yes, it is his family that runs a chicken farm. Let's do it later. he!"

The tall and thin man glanced at Wang Yuan with eyes full of malice, and muttered, "Okay, let's take care of him later, hehe."

Not far away, the corner of Wang Yuan's mouth twitched—why do you still hate Fu?Since it's like this, then don't blame him for targeting that thin and tall man, whoever is afraid of whom, just do it.

He glanced at his left side, Wang Shuai was on the left side, it might be caused by harvesting fish everywhere in summer, Wang Shuai was swarthy all over.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Shuai was unnaturally looked at by Wang Yuan, and he couldn't help but said, since he recovered his life from the wolf, he has been honest for a while.

"It seems that you went to Sanlongtun to collect fish in summer? Do you know the tall and thin guy opposite?"

"The one who is as thin as a stick? His name is Zhou Liang, and this time the conflict started because of him. The square-faced man with the beard on Zhou Liang's right is from the younger generation of Sanlongtun. It's called Bai Yuan'er, let's beat Bai Yuan'er together later."

"Bai Yuan, Zhou Liang."

Wang Yuan looked at Bai Yuan who was not far away, and found that he had big arms and round waist, his chin was raised slightly, and he was talking with the people around him with a smile on his face, his voice was loud and confident.

At this time, the old village head and the other village head met, had a seemingly friendly conversation, and set the rules - 20 strong boys from one village, and the two sides opened a distance of 10 meters to play snowball fights.

As people who have lived most of their lives, the old village head and the others are much more prudent in their conduct and actions. This time, the conflict is so small that naturally they will not call on the villagers to talk about their fists.

And snowball fights are very suitable. It seems to be a small entertainment game, but you can call each other's face with snow balls.

The old village chief clapped his hands and began to select candidates, and the young boys signed up enthusiastically.

"Village chief, me, me, me! Let me go!"

"And me! I'm good at snowball fights!"

"Count me in!"

"Alright, Wu Qian, Liu Hui, Wang Meng, Wang Shuai, Wang Yuan..."

The village chief called all young people in their 20s. Although some middle-aged people in their 40s were also passionate, they would not end up with older children. They stood beside them with their hands in their hands to encourage everyone.

Wang Yuan stuffed the gloves into his pocket, and quickly grabbed the snow dumpling, holding each snow dumpling very tightly. Thinking about the picture of breathing on the face of a person—it was absolutely sour.

soon.

Wang Yuan and his group of 20 people stood in a row, and 10 meters to the south were 20 people from Sanlongtun, who also stood in a row. In the cold winter, everyone was suffocating at home, and there was a rare group activity, so they all geared up.

Many people saw Wang Yuan frantically clutching snow dumplings with his head sullen. There were already nearly 20 snow dumplings in front of him, and they also started to grab snow dumplings in a hurry.

Once they fight, the snow balls will be consumed very quickly, and it will be too late to grab them again.

The people watching from the two villages were all on the east side, and 20 meters away, there were already people jumping high to encourage everyone. The atmosphere was very active, and the biting cold wind seemed to be less cold.

The two village chiefs gave way, and finally the fat village chief from Sanlongtun walked out of the crowd, and when he was sure that people on both sides could hear his voice, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Start!!"

Then--

swoosh~
With a smirk on his face, Wang Shuai threw out the first snow dumpling. The round snow dumpling didn't hit the 20 young boys on the opposite side, but the fat village chief who was approaching.

Obviously smashing the other village chief's sense of accomplishment is even greater!
The snow dumpling was quite accurate, bang~ it hit the opponent's back directly, and the fat village chief shouted angrily: "Fuck! The kids in Sanlongtun, fuck them!!"

Whoosh whoosh~
Several snowballs flew towards him again, some hit the ground and some hit his legs, scaring the fat village head of Sanlongtun to run back quickly.

The people in Wangjiatun, who were watching the battle, laughed like crazy, and some people laughed so hard that they were about to shed tears, and they all howled for the village chief of Sanlongtun to come a few more times.

On the contrary, the spectators in Sanlongtun gritted their teeth in hatred, shouting for the boys in the village to fight back quickly.

……

Whoosh whoosh~
The snow balls flew randomly in mid-air, hitting like white shells, and smashed up a burst of snow after falling on the ground.

Wang Yuan threw the thief accurately, swung his right arm back, thigh, waist, and arm at the same time as if throwing a grenade, swish~ the heavy snow dumpling in his hand flew directly to Zhou Liang, the "skinny stick".

bang~
Zhou Liang's dog fur hat was instantly thrown away, his hair limply lying on his head, and a little bit of heat curled up.

Wang Yuan laughed out loud, while Zhou Liang cursed and didn't care about throwing others. He went to pick up his hat and said harsh words: "Which bastard threw me? You wait for me!"

"Brother Zhou, it's the kid who raises chickens."

"I knew this kid was not a good person, brothers, let's smash him together!"

Zhou Liang quickly put the hat on his head, even if the hat was crooked, he didn't care about straightening it up. The snow dumpling he was holding wasn't tight enough, but he didn't care about the many, so he threw it directly at Wang Yuan.

Seeing the flying snow balls, Wang Yuan bent over and turned around habitually, pointing his back at the front.

bang~
The snow dumpling hit him directly on the back, but unfortunately the snow dumpling was too loose and Wang Yuan wore it thickly, so it didn't hurt at all.

"Oh, you are quite accurate in throwing this skinny stick, but your strength is too weak. Didn't you eat? Let you go!"

Wang Yuan grasped a big snow dumpling with both hands, and then threw it out with a pull and a swing of his arms, whoosh~ the huge force made the snow dumpling fly very fast, before Zhou Liang could hide, the snow dumpling hit the ground directly. on his neck.

bang~
In an instant, Zhou Liang staggered from being hit, and then sat down on the ground. The most terrifying thing was that the snow particles entered along the neck, and when it touched the warm skin, it instantly turned into ice water.

Zhou Liang, who was on the ice, squeaked and screamed in an instant, twisting his body again and again, trying to get all the snow out, but it was all in vain.

Wang Yuan laughed triumphantly, and the people watching the battle in the village also cheered. Grandpa was even more old-hearted, jumping up and down and shouting: "Xiao Yuan, you're doing well!!"

……

However, Wang Yuan's outstanding performance was quickly caught up in the opponent's fire.

The 5-6 young men on the other side stared at him and smashed it, and the snow dumpling flew around for a while. In line with the principle that a good man does not suffer immediate losses, he quickly hid behind Wang Shuai.

bang bang bang
Several snow balls hit Wang Shuai, and one almost knocked Wang Shuai's hat off.

"Damn it, Wang Yuan, you bastard, cheated on me!"

Wang Shuai jumped up, straightened his hat quickly, and then yelled while fighting back with a snow dumpling: "You think I'm your meat shield? I've suffered all these times for you! Come out from behind me!"

"Don't fight with each other, don't fight with each other!"

Wang Yuan laughed loudly and said, "Wang Shuai, hurry up and charge forward with the firepower! I'll hit whoever you say you want! Tell me who you want to hit?"

The battle situation was urgent, Wang Shuai blurted out before he had time to think: "Shoot Bai Yuan'er! He is the head of the opponent, so hit him!"

"okay!"

Wang Yuan squinted his eyes and searched for Bai Yuan's figure. The fierce fighting situation caused chaos, school danced and shouted constantly, and there was a sense of eagerness in the joy.

Finally, Wang Yuan glanced to the right, and saw Bai Yuan was 15 meters away, and he was killing all directions.

Bai Yuan laughed and threw the snow dumpling, he was very accurate in throwing it, and there were two young men who only held the snow dumpling, but didn't throw it, they only provided him with ammunition.

"Come on, come on, aren't you Wangjiatun's a bully? I'll beat you to death..."

Bai Yuan raised his chin slightly with a victorious smile on his face. He shot quickly and accurately. Under his leadership, the morale of the young people around them was high, and the 7~8 young people in Wangjiatun were defeated in succession.

Sudden.

swoosh~
A round, extremely hard snow ball flew from the front, and hit Bai Yuan's face directly, a sour feeling came to his head, and nosebleeds immediately flowed out.

"Which bastard made a sneak attack!? Brothers, fuck him!"

"Fuck it, Bai Yuan can't do it anymore, brothers are big!"

In the audience on the east side, Wang Hu twisted his foot so he didn't get up. He stretched his neck and kept watching Wang Yuan and Wang Meng in the battlefield. When he saw Wang Yuan hit the opponent's head with one blow, he immediately jumped up excitedly:
"Brother Yuan, you are so good! You are so good!"

Suddenly, a female voice came from the left: "Shameless! I will sneak attack!"

"Huh? There are women?"

Wang Hu turned his head to look, and found a young girl with a delicate face standing beside the group of people in Sanlongtun on the left.

She is small and comes late, so she can only stand on the side to see the situation on the battlefield clearly.

As if aware of Wang Hu's gaze, the woman opened her almond-shaped eyes and turned her head to give him a hard look. The woman's black cotton jacket, cotton trousers, and cotton hat were the same as the man's, so it was difficult to find that she was a woman without looking carefully.

Wang Hu smiled instantly: "You know a der, do you care who you like to throw?"

"I don't care about you, okay? Big fool."

"Huh? Why do you scold people like a woman?"

"Who said I scolded people, can't I scold dogs?"

A young man in Sanlong Tun'er noticed that Wang Hu was talking to a beautiful girl in his village, and immediately stopped him loudly. There is only such a delicate flower in his village that can't be seduced by men from other villages.

Wang Hu refused to accept and immediately started to scold the other party. The more scolding became more intense, he almost started a fight. In the end, it was the two village chiefs who came forward to stop the restless crowd.

But the onlookers did not fight, but the snowball fights did.

There are 20 young men on both sides. At the beginning, the distance is 10 meters, but as the snowball fight progresses, both sides are moving towards each other, because they are close to each other.

When the distance is only 3~4 meters, it’s still a snowball fight, just hit someone!
I don't know who started it first, but when the other people saw the fight started, they shot one after another in an instant, and the shouting and shouting continued to be very chaotic.

"Dry the wretched bastard of Wangjiatuner to death!"

"Up, up, hit Bai Yuan'er!"

"Sanlong Tun'er is so arrogant, I'll kick you to death!"

All of them were wearing bloated cotton-padded jackets and trousers, and it was impossible to distinguish the enemy from the back, so they started fighting directly.

Zhou Liang, who was as skinny as a stick, still held a grudge against Wang Yuan, and wanted to beat him with these people.

Wang Yuan threw the last snow dumpling in his hand at Zhou Liang, whoosh~ Then Wang Yuan pulled his legs and retreated.

At the critical moment, he clasped his head with both hands, bang~ the snow dumpling hit Zhou Liang's wrist firmly, and there was a burning pain in his wrist instantly.

"Brothers catch this chicken farmer! Beat him to death!"

"Don't run, don't run if you have the guts! If you're a man, you're singled out?"

Wang Yuan turned around and cursed: "I'll fuck your grandma, let me single out several of you? You really have the guts to say it."

This is a group fight, if the teammates didn't follow up, naturally they had to wait for the teammates and pull a little bit. Wang Yuan saw Wang Meng and Wu Qian running towards him quickly, so he knew it was time to go big.

"I'll beat you up!"

Not only did Wang Yuan stop running, but he turned around and rushed towards Zhou Liang, blasting the opponent's chest with a cannonball.

"Fuck."

Zhou Liang only had time to spit out two words in surprise, and then he was punched more than 2 meters away, and sat firmly on the snow with his buttocks.

It's not a life-and-death fight, it's just an ordinary fight, so Wang Yuan still kept his hand. If he just punched the opponent's nose with his fist, it would probably break the bridge of the opponent's nose.

"Fuck him, fuck him!"

"Up, up, up!"

"I've seen these grandchildren not pleasing to the eye for a long time!"

The two groups fought instantly, one of them punched Wang Yuan on the back, and Wang Yuan turned around and kicked him away.

Another young man rushed forward and threw Wang Yuan to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, and the snow kicked up spread to both sides.

Wang Yuan got dizzy for a moment, then hugged the opponent's leg and flipped him to the ground with a kick, riding on the opponent's body was two punches.

……

It's all messed up, it's a big fight!

The two village chiefs took some elderly people with them, and began to try to separate the fighting crowd. Of course, some old people did black hands to the people in the other village during the process.

But they are inseparable at all!

Sudden.

bang~
The sudden gunshot startled everyone. They looked around and found that the fat village head of Sanlongtun was standing in the crowd with a serious face, looking around indifferently, with the pistol in his hand still blazing. Light up the smoke.

"Stop it all!!"

The fat village head shouted, then walked to the right and kicked a young man on the back, and said coldly, "Get up!"

The young man was Wang Shuai, and he was pressing a young man from Sanlongtun under him, intending to give him a good beating, but the fat village chief kicked him into a daze.

"It's definitely revenge, for sure."

Wang Shuai slandered for a while, but he got up honestly.

The chaotic crowd was quickly separated, and the old village head of Wangjiatun felt that the boys in his village had won the battle, so he wanted to run away quickly.

As a result, Zhou Liang shouted angrily: "You can't just leave like this!!"

"Why, do you still want to fight?"

"You didn't get beaten enough just now, did you?"

……

In an instant, the people on both sides began to curse again.

Zhou Liang stared at Wang Yuan firmly, as if he couldn't hear the shouting and cursing around him, he pointed at him and said, "Chicken raiser, I want to challenge you one-on-one!! How dare you! ?”

In an instant the air was suddenly quiet.

Huhuhu~
As the cold wind blew, the fluff on many people's hats was shaking. Everyone's eyes were different, and their eyes kept moving on Wang Yuan and Zhou Liang.

The two village chiefs did not speak, as if everything was decided by Wang Yuan and Zhou Liang.

Wang Yuan glanced at the other party, and said while pulling the residual snow on his body, "There are delicious pork ribs stewed in my pot. I want to go home and eat pork ribs. Who has time to play house with you?"

"You! You just don't dare to fight? You bastard!" Zhou Liangqi's face was flushed, well, it might be frozen.

Wang Yuan immediately smiled and said: "You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, anyway, the coward who was beaten just now is not me, as for who it is, I won't say who it is, to save you some face."

"you!"

"Hahaha~" In an instant, the people in Wangjiatun burst into laughter, and a few people in Sanlongtun also wanted to laugh. They felt that Wang Yuan's words were very funny, but they quickly stopped smiling when they thought of their own position.

Sudden.

Bai Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up: "How about this, chicken farmer, you have a fight with Liangzi, if you win, I will give you a pig! Dare you?"

"Xiaoyuan! Fight him!" Grandpa suddenly shouted excitedly: "Our old Wang's men are tough!"

Wang Yuan had black lines on his face, but he gritted his teeth and asked, "How big is a pig? It can't be a dead little piggy, right?"

(End of this chapter)