Perfect pastoral life

Chapter 2 The Soldier Calls Them
The sudden voice of the black-faced young man let passers-by know that the soldier knew the young man.

This is a good show to watch, the masses fanned the flames one after another on a whim;

"Soldier, why don't you help your brother after being slapped in the face, and let them bully your brother like this?"

"Yes, yes, soldiers should be the masters. It is always wrong to beat people, so we should ask for an explanation for everyone, and everyone should ask if this is the case."

"That's right. Everyone is watching. In broad daylight, people are slapped in the face. People have dignity."

"Soldiers, fuck them."

. . .

This was originally a conflict between the urban management law enforcement officers and the vendors, but now the passers-by pointed their finger at Chen Mu one after another, and the gun was gone.

In the current situation, if you don't take action, it really won't work. If you don't intervene, these people who eat melons will have to scold the reputation of the soldiers in the future. As a soldier, this is absolutely not allowed.

Chen Mu walked to the crowd of onlookers and signaled the passers-by to be quiet. Seeing that the soldiers finally intervened, the melon-eaters finally calmed down.

Chen Mu turned around, walked to Wang Fugui's side, and asked;
"Fugui, what the hell is going on?"

When Wang Fugui saw his good brother whom he hadn't seen for many years, the grievance in his heart burst out instantly, his honest and honest face twitched, and finally he couldn't help it, and burst into tears.

"Muzi, yesterday I went to collect herbs in the back mountain of our village and saw this stuff on a rocky cliff." Wiping away his tears, Wang Fugui pointed to the crushed wild honey on the ground and cried, "This is a good thing." Muzi, it costs hundreds of dollars a catty. I knew that these things could be bought at a good price, so I took the risk of climbing up the cliff to harvest them. Didn’t I go to the county early this morning to sell them? The money is just enough to subsidize the family. I didn’t expect that these bastards wouldn’t let me sell it here, and even crushed the wild honey, I’m a grass tower, you bastards will accompany me to make honey..."

Chen Mu nodded after listening to Wang Fugui's words. He patted Fugui on the shoulder to signal him not to cry.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at several uniformed personnel. He had no expression on his face and did not speak, just staring at the five people quietly.

The uniform staff probably saw the murderous gaze of the soldier in front of them, and they all froze for a moment, a little scared, and finally the uniform leader said;

"Soldiers, mind your own business. We enforce the law according to the rules and regulations. This person set up a stall in violation of the regulations and affects the appearance of the city. We act according to the law, which is reasonable and legal."

Chen Mu didn't change his face, he looked at the five people opposite, with a domineering look in his eyes, he said calmly;

"According to the rules and regulations, right, okay, my brother set up a stall in violation of the regulations and affected the appearance of the city. According to your rules and regulations, how should we deal with it?"

Seeing that the other party was so calm, the leader of the uniform felt a little guilty. He deliberately put on a fat face and said, "How to deal with it? Confiscate the stall tools and goods, and add a fine of 200 yuan."

Chen Mu nodded and did not speak. He calmly took out a wallet from the pocket of the military uniform, took out two Red Bulls from it, and handed it to the leader of the uniform;

"This is a fine of two hundred yuan. The honey on the ground has been trampled by you, so you should clean it up yourself."

Seeing that Chen Mu wanted to give the other party money, Wang Fugui, who was at the side, became impatient; "Muzi, why did you give them money? Why should you give them money? They are extorting money."

"Shut up, Fugui." Chen Mu immediately scolded, "You should be fined for setting up a stall in violation of the regulations. This is the rules and regulations."

Wang Fugui wanted to say something, but was choked by Chen Mu's piercing gaze. Wang Fugui was in distress, and his face was suddenly aggrieved, which was more embarrassing than a dog's face, but he didn't say any more.

Seeing this, the crowd eating melons was dissatisfied. How could you, a soldier, stand on their side? It seems that soldiers are not a good thing. Someone in the crowd shouted angrily;
"Soldiers, how can you speak for them, it's obviously the one they hit first, it's just too unreasonable."

"That's right, as a soldier, you are not a good thing."

"They all eat at the public house, they all bully the common people, hey, in this world..."

. . .

The people who eat melons complained about their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Seeing that the soldier in front of him was standing on his side, the leader of the uniform immediately became proud. He looked at the ground that had turned into a ball of golden honey, and then at the two Red Bulls in Chen Mu's hand. Without hesitation, he handed over the money I took it.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, this soldier dared to take money to make peace with others, and thought that this guy could have something, so it turned out to be a coward.

Chen Mu didn't care about the complaints of the melon-eaters, he didn't change his face, just pointed to the patrol car next to him with his chin, and continued;

"My brother broke your car, and he is supposed to be responsible for it. Can you tell me how much it will cost to repair this car?"

The head of the uniform glanced disdainfully at the sunken car door kicked by Wang Fugui, then touched his chin with his hand, pretending to be serious and said, "This car repair cost is less than five hundred."

"Okay, five hundred for repairing the car." Chen Mu took out five more Red Bulls from his wallet and handed them over, "Take it and count it, it's 500 yuan."

"No need to count, that's right."

The head of the uniform took the money and patted his hand arrogantly, looking domineering.

He had enough prestige, and then he turned his head to greet several colleagues to deal with the wild honey on the ground, and then walked towards the patrol car complacently.

"Wait a minute, brother, I still have something to say."

Suddenly, the head of the uniform who had just walked a few steps was put on the back shoulder by Chen Mu's hand. Chen Mu's hand was so strong that one hand almost bent the opponent's shoulder.

The head of the uniform trembled in his heart, why is Nima so strong in his hands? He twisted his face in pain and turned around, suppressing his anger and asking;

"It's cleared up, what else do you need?"

Chen Mu stared at him, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up; "Your matter is cleared up, but my brother's matter is not cleared up yet. What about the matter you just slapped him on the ear?"

"This, this..."

The leader of the uniform didn't expect Chen Mu to do this suddenly, and he stuttered instantly, with a cowardly smile on his face.

"Fugui, why don't you give him a slap in the face, it's reasonable and legal."

Chen Mu turned his head and said to Wang Fugui, his tone was calm yet revealing involuntary arrogance.

As soon as Chen Mu's words fell, the crowd watching the excitement suddenly boiled up. Only then did they realize that the soldiers were on their side, and everyone shouted;

"Okay, hit him, hit him, slap him with ringgit."

"It's still ruthless as a soldier, this black-faced brother, give him a slap in the ringgit."

"That's right, brother, just as he hit you just now, you should fight him back. You must not be soft-handed, it is reasonable and legal."

"Hit it back, beat him up."

. . .

Amidst the booing of the crowd, Wang Fugui twitched, shy away from making a move, Chen Mu couldn't stand it anymore, and said to him;
"I said rich, look at your virtue, I haven't seen you become so cowardly in ten years."

With a dark face, Wang Fugui shrunk his sleeves timidly and said hesitantly, "Muzi, do you really want to fight?"

"If you can swallow this breath, I don't care."

"How can I swallow the ringgit? I have endured this for a long time, and I won't beat it for nothing."

After finishing speaking, Wang Fugui spat heavily on the ground, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his thick arms, walked up to the uniformed leader with angry eyes, and was about to hit him with his hands.

"What do you want to do, you dare to fight... oh shit..."

Before the leader of the uniform had time to finish his sentence, "Pa!", Wang Fugui's iron-like palm slapped him heavily on the face.

The leader of the uniform staggered and almost fell to the ground. The four uniform colleagues standing beside him saw that their boss was being beaten, and rushed forward to beat Wang Fugui, but they were stopped by Chen Mu.

He stared at the four of them with murderous eyes: "Why, if you don't want to be disabled, be honest with me, do you want to taste the fists of special forces?"

"Soldier, you..."

Chen Mu was born tall and big, 1.8 meters five, and his muscles were faintly visible under the military uniform. The few people suddenly disappeared, and they all lost the confidence to take a step forward.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a moment, and amidst the booing of passers-by, the five people in uniform finally got into the car in desperation, and the patrol car fled in embarrassment amidst the boos and sighs of passers-by.

Seeing the car driving away, Chen Mu quickly dragged Wang Fugui out of the crowd. After all, this is not something worth showing off.

The passers-by were still unwilling to disperse, and the crowd kept talking, and Chen Mu, who had walked more than ten meters away, could faintly hear them muttering behind him;
An aunt's voice; "Tsk tsk tsk, a soldier is capable. When my grandson grows up, I will let him serve as a soldier."

Another aunt interjected; "Yeah, yeah, did you see that just now, the young man just stood there, and they were too scared to go forward, so awesome."

"Is he really a special soldier?"

"Who knows, anyway, he looks very powerful, he is a ruthless person."

. . .

(End of this chapter)