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In a private house, looking at Zhao Jiaqing and others lying on the ground groaning, Wang Yan said lightly: "I don't want your wives anymore. I'll give you a week to raise money. If you don't have money, just vacate the house."

Regardless of the ugly faces on the ground, Wang Yan turned around and left after speaking.

Seeing Wang Yan leave, one person struggled to sit up with "hiss...hiss...": "Ouch, I didn't realize that this grandson is so thin and monkey-like that he still has these two blows. It hurts me to death..."

Zhang Jun frowned in pain: "Okay, don't say it's useless. We lost all our money and our house to him, so let's think about what to do."

"It's your choice. What should I do?" This was said to Zhao Jiaqing, who was grinning at the same time.

As soon as this person spoke, others reacted. Yes, it was all because of this grandson's fault. Otherwise, what would have happened today?

"Yes, Zhao Jiaqing, this was your idea. What do you think we should do?"

"That's right. If it weren't for you, would we be like this?"

Zhao Jiaqing's face turned green with anger. Why am I the one who picked the blame? I'm afraid you bastards have even arranged how to spend the money. Of course, he definitely didn't dare to say this, so he thought for a while and said, "Well...yes. Can't he fight? Let's invite Brother Tiger..."

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Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the night became darker. The drizzle accompanied the yellow leaves falling, and the mood of autumn was getting stronger.

Wang Yan put his hands behind his back and walked happily on the road humming a tune.

He just wanted to win some money so that they could have a better memory. As for the three people working together to trick him, and the fact that there was a spectator winking at him, he didn't really care. He knows how to do both things. Even if his gambling skills are only at LV2 level, he can definitely deal with these small characters.

Who knew that Zhao Jiaqing and the others were real gamblers. They were so distraught at losing that they didn't care about anything, and even the wives of the house came to them. Such a virtuous Wang Yan is not used to illness, and these people either have no parents, or have several parents and brothers, so they can't be counted on. They are all unpopular goods, not a good thing, and it is more suitable for them to go out and pick up rags.

Wang Yan looked around without thinking about Zhao Jiaqing and the others. It's not that he has never been to Gan Province. It was during the war in "The Grandmaster" that he was driven here. During the Battle of Nandu, although he was not able to operate on the frontal battlefield, he also destroyed the logistics behind enemy lines. But that was the 1930s, and now it's the late 1980s, and the changes are absolutely earth-shaking. When you have free time in the future, you will have to take a walk and look around.

His home is not very far away, and he will arrive in a short time. All he saw in front of him was an old two-story building, and his house was the one in the middle.

Wang Yan took out the key from the space, opened the door and walked in.

Turning on the light, what you can see is, well... very clean. There is only a large table in the middle with a few chairs scattered around. To the right is a kitchen, complete with pots, pans, and everything else. There is also a separate room, which can be regarded as a bathroom. Besides, there was nothing else, and the room seemed relatively empty.

Wang Yan has enjoyed everything, and he doesn't care much about this or that. After taking a casual look, he boiled water on the kitchen stove and went to the bedroom upstairs.

The layout upstairs is still familiar. There is a big bed, the walls are covered with bookshelves filled with books, and there is a long table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones and a large chair near the window.

There were not many ink marks, so Wang Yan took out his vest and shorts, put them on, took out a book and read for a while. After the hot water boiled downstairs, Wang Yan simply washed up and wiped his body before lying down on the bed and falling asleep.

The next day, Wang Yan got up on time full of energy, got dressed, went downstairs, stretched his arms and kicked his legs, and started his daily morning exercises.

Feeling refreshed after some exercise, Wang Yan found a breakfast shop and had a simple bite before returning home and boiling water to wash up.

It's not that he can't stand cold water, it's just that he doesn't have that hobby and doesn't need to exercise himself. Warm water is more comfortable. There was plenty of time, and he didn't miss that much time. He didn't mind the trouble, so he just boiled hot water.

After cleaning up, Wang Yan set off to work and become a glorious railway worker.

His home is still far away from his work, so he has to walk for a long time. While walking, Wang Yan thought that it would be more convenient to wait until he had a rest to go to the entire bicycle.

These days, the average monthly salary for a person is more than a hundred yuan, which means that some people have a few hundred yuan, and some people have dozens of yuan. A bicycle costs about 200 yuan, and Mr. Wang’s salary is more than 120 yuan a month. This salary is not low, and it takes a month and a half without food or water to build one. Others have families to support and a living to live on, and it takes months to save to buy a bicycle.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him. He just won a lot of money yesterday. Is he that far behind?

When we got to the place, the time was just right. Wang Yan found Wang Dashan among the crowds of people. As soon as he stood beside him, before he could say anything, the foreman came in.

After chatting about the daily routine and talking about the work tasks, the foreman left.

Then the respective team leaders made further assignments, and the day's work began.

Zhao Jiaqing and the others, who didn't pay any attention to the bruised and swollen face that had gathered together to look at him with ill intentions, went out to work with Wang Dashan who didn't know why. The two of them were together and were old partners.

Walking on the gravel beside the railway, Wang Dashan asked worriedly: "How are you? Didn't they win everything together? What happened to their faces? Did you have a conflict with them?"

"Don't worry, nothing happened. On the contrary, they won a lot. They just drank too much and fell. Don't worry. By the way, after lunch, let's go buy some food and have a good meal. .”

Wang Dashan waved his hand quickly: "No, no need, I won't miss your food. If you have money, you should save up and marry a wife. I'm worried about you."

Unwilling to pay attention to him who had no idea, Wang Yan said: "Okay, it's settled. We didn't eat less before. Let's go quickly. We don't have to wait for the switch today. Let's do maintenance. Morning Good morning when you're done."

"No, I said you..." Seeing that Wang Yan had already taken a few steps away from him and refused to listen to his nonsense, Wang Dashan shook his head and followed him in two quick steps without saying anything more.

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Everyone was talking to Wang Dashan. Wang Yan was working quickly, and it was noon.

The two of them took their lunch boxes and walked a short distance to the cafeteria to get food. The iron rice bowl was not a joke, it was really in charge of the food. Of course, the master chef is also an iron rice bowl, so cooking a big pot of rice is just that, anyway, it can make you full.

After dinner, Wang Yan took the whining Wang Dashan to the nearest place that sold food, and bought some cooked food, fish, vegetables, candies and fruits. When he was sent to Luo Yuzhu who was selling things with his child at the entrance of the station, he didn't say much, told her to make a few hard dishes for the evening and the two of them left.

Luo Yuzhu understood what was going on as soon as she saw it. It was obvious that she won a lot yesterday, and her family benefited from it.

Wang Yan and Wang Dashan walked towards the place where they were working. When they passed by a relatively secluded place overgrown with weeds, they saw a group of people led by Zhao Jiaqing stop.

Wang Yan had already expected this situation. After all, yesterday they refused to admit their fault and wanted to overturn him and destroy the documents. It was normal for him to find a big brother to stand up today. When there is no other means, except bowing your head, force is the most effective way to solve the problem.

"You stay here, I'll go see what's going on." After saying this, Wang Yan picked up a stick on the side of the road and walked towards the group of people pointing at him on the opposite side.

Seeing Wang Yan coming over, Zhao Jiaqing, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked slightly satisfied: "Wang Yan, there are so many of us, is it useful for you to hold a stick? We are all co-workers, and we don't want to embarrass you. We don't want to embarrass you. As long as you hand over the paperwork. Give it to us, take some money to treat the brothers to a drink, and then this matter is over, how about that?"

Standing next to Zhao Jiaqing, a relatively muscular man with a sinewy face stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother, I am Liu Jinhu from the south of the city. It is better to let go of enemies than to make knots. How about you give me some face?"

Give you some face? Do you have a bad reputation?

Wang Yan didn't want to talk nonsense with these scum, so he knocked Liu Jinhu down with one blow and three points of force. Then the wolf enters the sheep flock, and when it goes up, it makes a sound and a slap in the face.

Seeing Wang Yan take action, Wang Dashan, who followed behind instead of obeying, took out a wrench and joined in.

After a while, except for Wang Yan, no one could stand, and they were all groaning on the ground.

After the blood faded, Wang Dashan stood aside tremblingly as he reacted, looking at the large group of people on the ground, thinking about the possible consequences in his mind.

"What...what should I do?"

Wang Yan gave him a strange look: "I didn't kill anyone, so what else can I do? Of course I have to pay for it."

"Compensate? With so many people beating you, you still have to pay?"

Ignoring him, Wang Yan walked up to Liu Jinhu and knelt down, hit his head with a stick, and raised his chin: "Do you accept it?"

Liu Jinhu gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Yan without saying a word.

"Very good." Wang Yan stood up, walked around behind him, and hit his leg with a stick.

"Ouch...hiss...hiss..." Liu Jinhu screamed, his eyes bulged, he sucked in air, gritted his teeth, and trembled hard.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yan didn't waste any words and dropped the stick again.

Liu Jinhu was indeed so fierce that he rolled on the ground in pain and gritted his teeth.

"If I go down with the stick, your leg will be useless. My patience is limited. I will ask you one last time, do you accept it?"

Liu Jinhu, who was lying on the ground, stared at Wang Yan fiercely without saying a word.

The others had stopped shouting a long time ago and looked at Wang Yan nervously.

Regardless of Wang Dashan's obstruction, Wang Yan raised the stick high and hit Liu Jinhu's leg hard.

"I'm convinced... I'm convinced... ah..."

"Did you tell me earlier? Fortunately, I stopped it, otherwise your leg would have been really broken."

Wang Yan can handle it, but he doesn't want to get sick, so who are he going to compete with? If this stick goes down, a broken bone will not be able to escape.

When Liu Jinhu had finished calling, Wang Yan said calmly: "Five thousand, is there any problem?"

With these few sticks, Liu Jinhu understood very well that there was no room for maneuver. : "No...hiss...no problem."

"Very good, come on, make a document." As he spoke, Wang Yan took out a pen and paper from his pocket and started writing.

When Liu Jinhu signed, he pressed his fingerprints stained with blood. Wang Yan walked up to Zhao Jiaqing and others and raised three fingers: "Three days, I'll give you three days to collect the money."

"I... we really... really can't afford so much. If we don't have a house, how will we live? Please take pity on us. We know we are wrong, really." Zhao Jiaqing trembled and said miserably. Played the emotional card.

"Yeah, have mercy on us, we know we were wrong..."

"That's your business, Sansanang." Wang Yan threw away the stick and clapped his hands, calling to the stunned Wang Dashan: "Don't be stunned, let's go, we will start work soon."

"Ah...oh...let's go..." Wang Dashan, who was stunned by Wang Yan's operation, came to his senses, quickly walked around the people lying on the ground, and followed him.

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