Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Zhang Qianxiu's consciousness recovered a little bit. He vaguely heard someone calling himself "Grandpa". He felt that although Brother Chen, who was hugged by him, was still struggling, his strength seemed to be very small.

"Grandpa Zhang, let go!"

"You don't want to live anymore, don't hurt us!"

Zhang Qianxiu's consciousness has become more sober, and the shouts of the rice vendors have become clearer and clearer.

When he came out of that state of madness, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and was pulled away by those rice vendors.

The rice vendor was overjoyed, seeing the blood coming out of Brother Chen's neck, he quickly took off his clothes and pressed his wound.

Zhang Qianxiu opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood. These were all Brother Chen's blood. He had no strength in his whole body, and he glanced at the surrounding rice dealers vigilantly.

These rice fans knew that Zhang Qianxiu would definitely not be able to beat him now, but they didn't dare to move Zhang Qianxiu.

They all think that Zhang Qianxiu is a madman through and through; he is a bloodthirsty beast!

Do business desperately like crazy men, fight desperately like beasts.

They dare not provoke this madman, for fear that the madman will slow down and kill them, or even their family.

Zhang Qianxiu took a few sighs of relief, and he also saw that these people were afraid of himself, and now these rice traders looked at him differently, and whoever he looked at would not dare to look directly at him.

Zhang Qianxiu couldn't help but helplessly smile, this world is so cruel and so realistic.

You are ruthless!

You are crazy!

You desperately!

Others are afraid of you.

Zhang Qianxiu struggled to stand up, his head was beaten a lot. When he stood up, he felt a bit of a spin, and it took a while to slow down.

The pain in both hands and ten fingers being broken by them is still trembling, and the kneecap is also painful. It is certain that he can stand up, and there should be no fractures.

The rice dealers looked at Zhang Qianxiu in horror, and did not dare to say anything. They only hope that the ambulance will come quickly, so that Brother Chen will not die.

They swear in their hearts that they will never mess with this madman in the future, and they will walk around the road when they see him, avoiding far away.

Brother Chen is not unconscious yet, seeing Zhang Qianxiu's eyes with hatred and fear.

Zhang Qianxiu stabilized his figure and walked to Chen Ge.

The rice traders were afraid that Zhang Qianxiu would still do it. Although they had beaten them, they had been blinded by Zhang Qianxiu.

A rice trader quickly said: "Brother Zhang, we have no opinion or no opinion at all when you are doing this business. You must not care about our fault. Never care about it. We admit it."

Zhang Qianxiu bent down and picked up the knife that Brother Chen had dropped. His fingers were painful when he moved his fingers. When he picked up the knife, his hands trembled slightly.

The rice traders looked at Zhang Qianxiu in horror, fearing that Zhang Qianxiu would do it.

They didn't dare to kill Zhang Qianxiu, and tried again, fearing Zhang Qianxiu's crazy revenge.

Zhang Qianxiu said, "This injury..."

When Zhang Qianxiu spoke, his original white teeth were all red, and his mouth was covered with blood. It looked like he was lower than the demon that came out.

Before Zhang Qianxiu finished speaking, someone immediately answered, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, this injury was accidentally dropped, and the medical expenses were evenly shared among us."

Zhang Qianxiu originally wanted to ask if this injury would cause death. Deep down in his heart, he was actually afraid of Brother Chen's death. After all, he didn't want to be sentenced.

Looking at Brother Chen, Zhang Qianxiu is not a saint. These people beat himself up like this. He cannot be grateful to these people now. It is impossible to continue fighting with them. Zhang Qianxiu is now at the end of the battle.

It is even more impossible to kill them. Even now, even in chaos, it is a society ruled by law.

Zhang Qianxiu spit out, all red blood, and said, "Then I hurt..."

The rice vendors understood in an instant. Several people pooled more than two hundred yuan. One of them handed the money to Zhang Qianxiu: "Brother Zhang, that's all for us. We will go to the hospital later. You want to keep a little bit. Do you think that ?"

Zhang Qianxiu didn't expect them to give him much money, and it was a bit of a surprise for more than two hundred.

He took the money, stuffed the money into his pocket with a trembling hand, looked at the rice vendors, and said, "I just want to do business honestly, don't mess with me!"

The rice vendors nodded hurriedly: "Brother Zhang, don't worry, we will not disturb Brother Zhang in the future."

Faced with these frightened and fearful rice traders, Zhang Qianxiu could not feel the pleasure of victory, only a kind of sorrow.

In this era, doing a business depends on who is ruthless and who has the big fist.

Zhang Qianxiu turned around and walked towards his bicycle. A lot of rice was scattered, and a rice bag was broken.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't bring a spare bag, so he took a bag casually on those rice-made motorcycles.

The rice vendors looked at it, but didn't dare to say anything, it was just a bag, they didn't care.

They were afraid that Zhang Qianxiu would let out their anger on their motorcycles, motorcycles are not cheap now, they all borrowed money to buy them.

Fortunately, Zhang Qianxiu just took two bags and replaced the rice bags that he broke. The rice sprinkled on the ground was packed in another bag. The rice sprinkled on the ground must have sand and cannot be sold, but take it back and pick it up. It's still edible.

After tying up the rice again, Zhang Qianxiu pushed the bicycle hard and walked towards the county seat.

The rice vendors squatted beside Brother Chen, watching Zhang Qianxiu finish all this slowly, and then retreated their bicycles and walked towards the county seat.

They didn't dare to imagine how Zhang Qianxiu's hands were trembling when he received the money after so many punches and kicks.

They didn't even dare to imagine that there were still more than a dozen miles from here to the county seat. Zhang Qianxiu was dragging his injured body and how much perseverance would it take to get there.

At this time, in the hearts of a group of rice traders, in addition to their fear of Zhang Qianxiu, they also had a little more admiration.