Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 13 The truth is

Before I finished half a pot of tea, I saw a group of Fei Zai coming aggressively from afar.

"It came quite quickly." Yang Rui's exclamation was obviously excited: "Shopkeeper, tell me how much you want them to pay you?"

When I was young, I also saw my seventh uncle beating people, but I don’t have a deep impression of the time. In addition, the guest officials at the transition point in that era were basically villagers from ten miles and eight villages.

But this time, it was Fei Zai, the provincial capital, who was beaten up, and Uncle Qi said he wanted to set an example for himself, so when he did it, he would definitely not be a little mean, and he would definitely show his lifelong skills.

Looking forward to it!

The manager of the store also saw the group of Feizi coming from a distance, they were all in the dark, there must be at least twenty or so of them.The so-called two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Although the young guest officer at the door of the store is very skilled, can he really deal with so many people?

The shopkeeper, who was extremely nervous, ignored the expression on Yang Rui's face, and persuaded with a bitter face: "I appreciate the kind brother of the guest officer, young man, you should hurry up and lead your uncle through the back door."

Yang Rui smiled and said: "Then it's impossible, we agreed to eat dinner at your house, I helped you make such a big deal, shouldn't you invite us, grandparents and grandchildren, to have a meal?"

The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head again and again.It should be, but the premise is not to be beaten half to death by others.

In a blink of an eye, those Feizi rushed into the shop.

The first one was the skeptic who was beaten up just now. Although his nose was a little crooked and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth hadn't been wiped clean, his delicate face still had an expression that deserved a beating.

"Boss, it's him!"

The few Fei Zai rushing forward automatically stepped aside, and a scarred face appeared in the gap.

The old man was able to hold his breath, he clasped his fists at Yang Rui, and asked:
"Brother, which movie are you playing in?"

Seventh Uncle answered first, "Zhaojiabu Ferry."

Ba Ya fried Heng Rou frowned, Nima, I've never heard of this place name before.

"Damn old man, our boss didn't ask you." The Feizi who had just been beaten had the support of the boss and regained his aura.

Yang Rui was even more excited, and fanned the flames to Seventh Uncle: "You are so old, people seem to look down on you."

Uncle Qi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, dog meat will be more delicious if it is stewed slowly."

Yang Rui pursed his lips and continued to add fuel: "Dogs are so cute, why are you so old that you are willing to stew them?" He turned his head to look at the scarred meat, and continued: "Boss, this bad old man called you a dog."

Scarlet Stir-Fried Hengrou suppressed his anger: "Brother, what do you want to ask, who is there?" While speaking, a thick and thick slap was patted on Yang Rui's shoulder.

Yang Rui exerted force on his feet, and slid out backwards with the stool on his buttocks, just in time to avoid the thick slap.

"The protagonist has changed, and I want to fight with that old, bad old man."

Scarred Stir-Frying Meat was a bit perceptive, and he slapped the air with a sneak attack, knowing in his heart that this was a hard stubble.Without knowing the depth and background of the other party, I am afraid that he will suffer a big loss if he strikes rashly. What if he is a person who eats official food?
"Brother, my surname is Zhou, and my name is Guangzhi. I don't know the old man's last name, Gao?"

Seventh Uncle raised his white eyebrows lightly, and secretly shouted in his heart, it's not good.

You bastard, why did you suddenly talk about the rules?How can we fight like this?If I can't fight, haven't I, an old man, broken my promise to the little bastard?

Well, in order not to lose my reputation in front of the little bastard, my old man will make an exception today.

If you follow the rules so much, then I will give you a disobedience.

"My old man, my surname is Cao, and my name is Nima."

The seventh uncle, who was proficient in seven languages, suddenly changed to the language of a certain country in the north, which made Zhou Guangzhi, who was full of flesh, stunned.

What do you mean?
Yang Rui, who stepped aside, reminded: "The old bastard scolded you, meaning to insult your mother."

Zhou Guangzhi was furious.

It's definitely not a person who eats official food, and a person who eats official food will not make such dirty words.

That being the case, there is no need to be patient, Zhou Guangzhi stepped forward and took the lead...

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom."

The old man didn't talk about martial arts, and unexpectedly attacked a young man under the age of 30. The young man was careless and couldn't escape.

Seventh Uncle's backhand jab swings, the back strike comes first, the one hit, the back fist follows closely. "Little bastard, watch out, this is Wing Chun boxing, four flat horses, three side hands, inch strength quick fist plus iron elbow..."

Seeing his boss being beaten by a crooked old man so helpless, more than twenty Fei Zai rushed forward. Unfortunately, the store is too small, and there are not many people who are lucky enough to be taken care of by the crooked old man.

Uncle Seven had practiced Wing Chun enough, he withdrew his horse and lifted his legs, and kicked back.

"Hands are two doors, you kick people with your legs, and you have four hands when you bounce your legs. Even ghosts worry about it..."

The first batch of Feizi who came up hugged their faces, covered their crotches, or rolled over.

"The first road is like a shoulder pole..."

Zhou Guangzhi, who had just regained his strength, was careless, but couldn't dodge.

"Two-way cross skillfully drilled..."

Among the second batch of Fei Zai who filled the seat, Yihuang Maoxi won the grand prize.

"Three-way hack knocks down the pear..."

Then the two Fei boys rolled aside with one hand covering their forehead and the other holding their chin.

"The four-way skating has to be biased..."

Zhou Guangzhi who had just got up was swept to the ground by a sweeping leg.

"Five ways to parry and wait for incoming intentions, and six ways to advance and connect left and right... Eh, people?"

Seventh Uncle was quite short of breath, not because he was tired, but because he was irritated by these Feizi.Why are you so careless?I haven't finished demonstrating my twelve-way kicking legs to the little bastard, so why are all these tricks called off?

He lightly kicked Zhou Guangzhi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, with his toe. The seventh uncle spoke very sincerely:
"Little brother, why don't you go back and call more people over?"

Zhou Guangzhi didn't say a word, he could only pretend to be dead if he couldn't beat him, shit, pretend to be dead, we're serious.

……

The road conditions in the countryside were already bad, and they were stripped beyond recognition. Gu Changhong couldn't control himself, and even fell to the side of the road with the car and a person. He didn't care about rubbing the pain, and stood up while running, shouting:

"Stop! Let me see who dares to do it?"

Chen Cangwei secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the steps came, and today he can finally save his face.However, the incident happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to call you. How could you come in such a timely manner?

The fourth uncle of the Zhao family also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the commotion finally came out, the face was earned, and there were no serious consequences of bleeding or hurting others.Brother Gongbo is really cunning and cunning... Oh no, he is scheming?It doesn't seem very pleasant, anyway, that's what it means.

Gu Changhong stumbled to the middle of the two sides, took a few deep breaths, and waited for all his subordinates to follow, and immediately straightened his waist, showing the momentum of a government official.

"What are you messing around with? Do you still have the township police station in your eyes? Do you still have the village chief Tian?"

Chen Cangwei folded his arms, lowered his eyes, and breathed heavily from his nose.

On the other side, the Zhao family's fourth uncle and seventh uncle looked sideways at the sky. Today is really a good day, thick clouds cover the dazzling sun, otherwise, with this posture, they would be blinded by the sun.

"Where's Zhao Gongbo, Village Chief Zhao? Where did he go?"

The fourth uncle of the Zhao family snorted, and replied: "My eldest brother went out early in the morning, and he didn't know what happened today."

shit!

I believe in you.

But in this situation, Gu Changhong did not dare to expose the lies of the fourth uncle of the Zhao family casually, lest the conflict would be intensified and he would be in a difficult situation.

Turning around, Gu Changhong reprimanded Chen Cangwei:
"How can you fool around with the same group? Mayor Tian praised you many times at the meeting, saying that you set a good example for the whole village chief, but how could you hit Mayor Tian in the face with a backhand?"

Chen Cangwei glanced at Gu Changhong, opened his mouth, but did not utter a word, but sighed heavily.

Gu Changhong gouged out the leaders of both sides with sharp eyes, and then shouted to the villagers on both sides:

"Fathers, folks, old and young men, let's all leave, don't make things unsustainable, if you have any conflicts or grievances, you can send a representative to the village to talk. I, Gu Changhong, can't make decisions for everyone, but the mayor of Tian can always do it."

The names of the villages on both sides were clearly heard, but no one moved.

In Gangdong Village, the fourth uncle of the Zhao family sighed and waved his hands: "Forget it, let's go back first."

In Gangnan Village, Chen Cangwei took a deep breath: "It's okay, everyone should do whatever they want."

……

The construction site at the west end of the village resumed its hustle and bustle, and the second uncle also stood by the stove again.

Huang Dalong was busy, as if nothing happened just now.

The second uncle looked at Long Zai's busy figure, and the big iron spoon was suddenly stuck in mid-air.

When he led the hundred and ten strong laborers on the construction site to support the village chief, what did Long Zai yell behind him?

...Well, now that I think about it... the literal meaning of that sentence alone is fine, but combined with Long Zai's tone, why does it feel like he knew in advance that Gangdong Village was going to make trouble? ...It seems that the purpose of Ruizai's trip to the provincial capital early in the morning was not to take Uncle Qi to see a doctor... Yes, Uncle Qi is so strong, and he has some medical skills, so it is impossible for him to see a doctor...

There was a sound that the bottom of the vegetable was dry in the vegetable pot, and the second uncle hurriedly recovered, poured water and turned the pot.

...I have to have a good chat with Ruizai later, if he colluded with the Zhao family in Gangdong Village in order to rob the village chief, hmph, look at my uncle who doesn't break his legs... By the way, Longzai is innocent, I should cover his words before chatting with Ruizai.

"Long Zai, come here, Second Uncle has something to ask you."

Huang Dalong ran over.

"What's the matter? Second uncle."

"Did Rui Zai tell you anything when he went out early in the morning?"

"He told me that he would take Uncle Seven to see a doctor in the provincial capital, Second Uncle."

"Then did he ever tell you not to get involved in the affairs of Gangnan Village and Gangdong Village?"

"No, Second Uncle, Ba Ge just told me to keep an eye on the construction site and not go anywhere."

Optimistic about the construction site?Not going anywhere?
The second uncle took a breath and nodded.

Well, the truth is out.

You can find an old doctor who can set bones for Ruizai in advance.

(End of this chapter)