Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 59 Calculation (for further reading)

With 300 yuan in his trouser pocket, Gao Mingcheng walked to a hotel carrying the burden.

This hotel was introduced by the shop owner, who told him not to set up a stall to sell it, but to go directly to the hotel to sell yellow deer.

Yellow deer are good things, and living ones are even rarer. Some hotels are willing to spend a lot of money to buy them for the sake of gimmicks.

Gao Mingcheng walked all the way to the hotel. In order to take a shortcut, he only needed to cross a small alley to reach another street.

Their place is a small county, and there are not many decent hotels at the moment, and they are all gathered in the center of the county, mainly to entertain business people in the county and guests from other places.

Like the villagers in the village, they will not go to the hotel for a meal all year round.

Gao Mingcheng stopped suddenly.

He looked at the people who suddenly came out from the alley in front of him. There were seven or eight of them in total, all of them were wearing bat shirts and bell-bottom pants. They were a group of people who followed the trend.

They stopped in front of Gao Mingcheng and looked at Gao Mingcheng with malicious smiles.

"Brother, Miansheng! Which village are you from?" The leader was a tall man with a shaved head and a scar on his eyebrows, so he looked very fierce.

In contrast, Gao Mingcheng has a peaceful temperament, his facial features are upright, and he looks like an honest and simple person.

Gao Mingcheng looked at the other party without speaking, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes. He looked at the other party's pocket, hoping that there would be more money in that pocket.

He put down his burden and strode forward.

The group of people had a bad premonition, and immediately gathered together, formed an imposing manner, and shouted: "You leave the money and Huang Ji, and we will spare you!"

The corners of Gao Mingcheng's mouth curled up, and he had already swung his fist.

He is impatient to fight with people. When encountering this kind of thing in his previous life, he would show his aura and scold them, even if he loses, he can't lose.

But once again, his force far exceeds that of his previous life, and he is impatient to scold or reason with others.

Just do it!

Three seconds later, there was a scream. One minute later, someone was kicked to the ground. Three minutes later, everyone fell to the ground with bruises and swollen faces.

Gao Mingcheng stepped on the bald man's chest, lowered his head and squinted at him, he didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to say: "Are you convinced?"

The bald man was aggrieved and could only glare at Gao Mingcheng with resentful eyes.

How could Gao Mingcheng care about the look in his eyes? After he was sure that everyone was knocked down, he began to reap the spoils.

Suddenly, he kicked up quickly, and when he fell, he precisely kicked a person's wrist. As the wrist hurt, the knife in the person's hand flew out and fell to the ground.

It was a sharp knife, and once stabbed, it would bleed profusely.

"Ah!" The man screamed, curled up, and tightly held the kicked wrist with his other hand. He felt the pain in the wrist, as if the bones inside were broken.

"Brother Guang...ah, it hurts!" The man screamed and asked the bald man for help.

But the bald man was also beaten badly. At this time, seeing Gao Mingcheng's strikes so hard, he felt a sudden shock. Only then did he realize that Gao Mingcheng's previous strikes should have been lenient.

Although they were all bruised and swollen from the beating, they were all skin wounds and no bones or muscles were injured.

But now with that kick, Liu Lu's wrist was broken!
He was terrified in his heart, and quickly said: "Which way are you brothers? We have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, so don't be as knowledgeable as us."

He begged for peace in a low voice, and took out all the money in his pocket in a very polite manner, and asked the other younger brothers to take money one after another. Seeing Gao Mingcheng's previous actions, he also planned to take away their property.

It is better to take the initiative to hand it over than being searched.

Gao Mingcheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the money, but he didn't take it right away. The bald man thought he disliked the lack of money, so he quickly took off the watch on his wrist, and said with a smile, "It's a small thing, please accept it."

The more Gao Mingcheng refused to speak, the more uncertain the bald man's heart was.

He looked at Gao Mingcheng nervously, until Gao Mingcheng reached out to take both the money and the watch, he was relieved, just take the money.

That's it!
"Don't worry, the rest of us won't dare to lose sight of Mount Tai in the future." Although the bald man looks fierce, he can advance and retreat, and his words are beautiful.

Gao Mingcheng gave him a squinting look, he had no impression of him, he should be someone who had never dealt with him in his previous life.

In front of the bald man and the others, he counted the money again. The numbers were very festive, a total of 520 yuan!
After a few days of hard work, he got 300 catties of honey and sold it for a total of 520 yuan. Now he got 30 yuan in a fight, oh, and a half-new watch, which can be sold for [-] yuan at a discount.

Stuffing the money into his trouser pocket, Gao Mingcheng looked at the bald man and the others with peaceful eyes, which was a kind of gaze at the God of Wealth.

Without saying a word, he picked up his own burden, passed the young man lying on the ground, and walked forward.

Those young people hurriedly moved out of the way, for fear of provoking Gao Mingcheng and getting kicked a few more times.

What does it mean that people don't talk too much?
The bald man and others have seen it today!

When Gao Mingcheng was completely gone, the bald man spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm with a bah, and cursed: "Damn it!"

"Who is following this man?" The bald man looked at his brothers angrily. All of them were blue and swollen, and one of them had a broken wrist.

"It's Daqing!"

"I, it was Maozi who told me. Maozi said that the man had just sold honey and he had 300 yuan in his trouser pocket!"

"Maozi? Didn't Maozi hang out with He Dayou? He told you, why didn't he come with you? Fuck! This loss can't be taken for free, we will go to He Dayou! If he is really plotting against us, I will let him suffer." I can't walk around!"

The bald man cursed, and the rest of the people also rushed to their heads, wanting to settle accounts with He Dayou.

Across the street, the He Dayou in the bald man's mouth was laughing wildly.

"Haha, the baldheads must have been severely beaten by that Gao Mingcheng right now!"

"Not necessarily. The bald men have knives and there are many people. No matter how powerful Gao Mingcheng is, there is only one person. Isn't it often said that two hands are hard to beat with four punches!" The Maozi beside him held different opinions.

But He Dayou didn't care, he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I'm happy no matter who wins or loses! The bald head robbed us of our territory, which made us have no money recently, and that Gao Mingcheng was even worse, not only beating us, And stole all our money!"

"Now they bite the dog, I'm so happy!" He Dayou groaned, unaware that the danger had come quietly.

He schemes against people, but people are not dead things, how can they be at his mercy.

　PS: The name of this chapter is also called—Let’s give way, I’m going to pretend!

　　
　
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