Chapter 5 The Wicked to the End

Zhao Peng, standing in the back, looked at the momentum of the tall mountain tigers down the mountain, and said to himself that the mountain was more fierce than before. With this momentum, not to mention the seven or eight second-rate people, even if it is doubled, he can cope with it. He now thinks that it is the wisest decision to bring Gao Dashan to save Sister Wenxiu.

When the villagers saw this scene, they all retreated out of the yard. They usually suffer a lot from this Baifa's anger. Now when they see that Zhang Baifa's people have been beaten, they all feel very relieved.

In less than two minutes, Gao Dashan put the wooden pile in his hand to the ground, raised his big fingers to the second-rate people lying on the ground, and shouted, "Look at your bear, playing with me, I can't beat you."

Zhang Baifa, who stood on one side, was completely confused by everything in front of him. On the left and right of the charcoal kiln ditch, he always said the same thing. When did he encounter this situation? He shouted, "Get the fuck up, go on."

"Big boss, he uses a guy." A second-rate man pointed to the wooden stake in the hand of the tall mountain and said.

"Fuck, he uses a guy. You can't use it." Zhang Bai found that he was desperate. He couldn't afford to lose this face. He must get it back, otherwise he couldn't get it in the future.

As soon as the second-rate people heard this, they got up with the pain and ran out of the yard.

Gao Dashan smiled at Zhang Baifa, which scared Zhang Baifa and ran out.

Zhao Peng said to Sister Wenxiu behind him, "Stay here and don't go out."

"Dapeng, what are you going to do?" Ruan Wenxiu's heart is now in his throat.

"I'll meet them when I go out." Zhao Peng said that despite Ruan Wenxiu's obstruction, he limped and followed Gao Dashan to the gate.

As soon as the two arrived at the gate, they saw the second-rate people and Zhang Baifa running over with weapons such as wooden squares and saws that they didn't know where to get.

"It's going to bleed." When Gao Dashan saw the saw, he felt a tinged in his heart and knew that it was difficult to retreat with his whole body today.

"Don't be afraid. I'll replenish your blood when I get back." Zhao Peng gently patted Gao Dashan's arm.

"It's harmful." Gao Dashan said and rushed up with a wooden stake.

Fighting is based on a fierce force. If you are not fierce enough, even if you take a mortar, you dare not drive. The tall mountain who is well aware of this road chooses to rush up first and must overwhelm the other party in momentum.

Zhao Peng also picked up a thin wooden stake and limped up. At this time, he must not let Gao Dashan fight alone.

The villagers onlookers dispersed early, leaving a wide venue for the battle.

Gao Dashan is really too brave. No matter what the other party is holding in his hand, it's just a wild wave. Although Zhao Peng was limping, he didn't know why he could dodge the attacks of second-rate people every time. In such a chaotic battle, he was not injured.

The wooden stakes in the hands of the two people carried the wind and shouted. In a blink of an eye, he forced seven or eight of them back.

These second-rate people have never seen such a cruel character, in the shape of a fan, surrounding Gao Dashan and Zhao Peng, but no one dares to attack again.

"Kka, Kaka."

Zhang Baifa on one side smashed two big holes in Zhao Peng's jeep windshield and shouted, "Fuck it all."

Zhao Peng was happy when he saw that Zhang Baifa smashed the glass of his car. He whispered to Gao Dashan, "You hold on, I'll deal with their heads."

Zhao Peng said, limping to Zhang Baifa and shouted, "Mr. Zhang, I'll talk to you."

"Little baby, I don't have time to talk to you." Zhang Baifa has just seen Zhao Peng's bravery.

Gao Dashan looked back at Zhao Peng, who was limping, but unscathed. It was strange in his heart that this boy's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was so powerful.

Zhao Peng has come to Zhang Baifa. Zhao Peng took the wooden stake and moved forward step by step. Although Zhang Baifa was also arrogant, he saw Zhao Peng's bravery just now, and he couldn't help but be timid.

It was inconvenient for him to bully Zhao Peng, and he was not in a hurry to retreat. He kept a distance of three or four meters from Zhao Peng so that he could retreat at any time. However, he was too careless. Just when he thought that such a distance was enough to get rid of Zhao Peng at any time, Zhao Peng suddenly rushed over at an unparalleled speed.

Zhang Baifa's inertia retreated, but Zhao Peng was too fast. A hungry tiger pounced on food and threw Zhang Baifa down. He punched Zhang Baifa's head casually, and Zhang Baifa was immediately stunned. Zhao Peng picked up the dizzy Zhang Baifa like a dead dog, put it on the jeep, and shouted, "Fuck smashed my car. I fucking refined you today."

Zhao Peng opened the door and took out the gasoline barrel.

"Goutudu." A small half barrel of gasoline poured down from the top of Zhang Baifa's head.

In an instant, almost the whole village was filled with the smell of gasoline, and even the villagers who watched the bustle stood up and couldn't help retreating. Some people simply hide far away for fear of being a little careless and causing a fire.

Gao Dashan was happy to see Zhao Peng's movements so neatly, and secretly admired that Zhao Peng was so flexible.

After pouring gasoline, Zhao Peng casually took out a disposable lighter from the car and put it on Zhang Baifa's face.

At this time, Zhang Baifa woke up in an instant. He looked at Zhao Peng in horror, and the self-confidence accumulated in the previous 30 years collapsed in an instant.

Those second-rate people retreated far away when they saw this scene.

Gao Dashan knows Zhao Peng and knows that this guy will never really refine people. He touched the cut open on his shoulder and shouted to the second-rate people, "You have the fucking ability to come again."

How dare the second-rate people rush up, but retreat further.

At this time, Ruan Wenxiu rushed out of the yard and shouted to Zhao Peng, "Zhao Peng, don't..."

Zhao Peng winked at Wenxiu. Ruan Wenxiu's reaction was still very fast. He quickly stopped and stood aside without saying anything.

At this time, someone in the crowd said, "Secretary Zhang is here."

Zhao Peng looked along the voice and saw an old man in a blue Zhongshan suit separating the crowd and coming over.

Zhang Baifa saw the old man and shouted, "Dad, help me."

Secretary Zhang slowly walked to Zhao Peng and said in a soft voice, "Young man, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, if you have something to say."

"What the hell, he smashed my car." Zhao Peng shouted like crazy.

"Young man, it's all a misunderstanding. If the car is broken, I'll pay for it." After all, Secretary Zhang has seen some things in the market and knows what to say at this time.

"If he dares to smash my car, I dare to refine him." Zhao Peng said viciously.

When Secretary Zhang heard this, he frowned and said, "Young man, let's talk about it. I'll compensate if the car is broken."

"You pay for it!" Zhao Peng looked at Secretary Zhang fiercely.

Secretary Zhang nodded and said, "Compensation, I'll compensate, young man, tell me the number."

"One million." Zhao Peng said it casually. He felt that in 1996, a village secretary could never afford one million.

"A new car is only 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. Young man, isn't this one million too much?" Secretary Zhang said kindly.

"Do you know who owns this car?" Zhao Peng pretended to be mysterious and angry.

Secretary Zhang looked at the jeep. It was a very ordinary car. He couldn't see anything special at all. He asked, "Whose car is this?"

"Whose is it? Don't worry about it. If you don't give me a million, I'll ask him to give me this car for burial." Zhao Peng said and pointed the lighter at Zhang Baifa's face and was about to light the fire.

Zhang Baifa was so scared that his legs were weak, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Dad, save me."

Secretary Zhang has only one son. He quickly raised his hand and said, "Well, one million is one million."

"Take the money quickly." Zhao Peng shouted fiercely.

Secretary Zhang was extremely aggrieved. He pleaded, "Young man, I really don't have that much money."

"If you don't have money, you can write an IOU." Zhao Peng said calmly.

Secretary Zhang's heart thumped. Although he is the village secretary, his legal awareness is also relatively weak, and he abides by the folk rules. When this IOU is written, it is black and white. At that time, if people really ask for money with an IOU, he can't say anything.

Zhao Peng saw that the heat was almost over and took a look at the tall mountain. The tacit understanding formed since childhood made Gao Dashan instantly understand what Zhao Peng meant. He walked to Secretary Zhang, pulled Secretary Zhang aside, and whispered, "Secretary Zhang, there is something wrong with my friend's head. Even if he really kills someone, he probably won't be sentenced to death. You'd better promise him."

Secretary Zhang looked bitter and whispered, "Brother, I don't have a million!"

Gao Dashan heard that it was not easy for him to call himself brother when he was fifty or sixty years old, so he whispered, "Brother Zhang, my friend is a little interested in his sister Wen Xiu. I heard that Wen Xiu is getting married, so she went crazy. Look, how about..."

Gao Dashan said this and deliberately didn't go on.

Secretary Zhang is very confused now. Seeing that his son may be refined alive at any time, he has no time to analyze whether the words of this big monster are true or false. Looking at Gao Dashan, he said, "What you mean is to let Baifa get rid of the marriage."

Gao Dashan nodded silently: "I guess as soon as you get married, my friend thinks he has hope. Maybe his madness will get better."

Secretary Zhang took a look at Ruan Wenxiu not far away and nodded helplessly: "Okay, okay."

Gao Dashan secretly glanced at Zhao Peng, and then said to Secretary Zhang, "Okay, announce it to everyone quickly and make my friend happy, otherwise I'm afraid that he will lose his temper at any time."

"Yes." Secretary Zhang hurried to Zhao Peng and said with a bitter face, "Little brother, I'll let Baifa withdraw from the marriage now. He and Wen Xiu won't get married."

"What did you say?" Zhao Peng was happy and felt that Gao Dashan had done a good job.

Secretary Zhang hurriedly repeated again: "The wedding of Baifa and Wenxiu has been cancelled. They won't get married."

Wen Xiu, who stood aside, was happy when he heard it. He hurried over and handed the 50,000 yuan in his hand to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang was about to reach out and take it. After thinking about it, he couldn't do it. As soon as the other party exported one million yuan, he didn't dare to take back the 50,000 yuan immediately. So he said, "Wen Xiu, the villagers, Lao Ruan is sick. I, the secretary, should help." Ruan Wenxiu thought for a moment and said, "Secretary Zhang, I borrowed this money from you."

"Okay, okay." Secretary Zhang nodded quickly, which was the result he asked for.

Gao Dashan slowly walked to Zhao Peng and said earnestly, "Dapeng, Sister Wen Xiu won't get married, and you don't have to be so anxious to get angry."

After listening to Gao Dashan's words, Zhao Peng pretended to breathe a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Ruan Wenxiu.

Secretary Zhang looked at Zhao Peng's appearance and hurriedly said to Ruan Wenxiu, "Wenxiu, go and tell your friend and let him distribute Bai."

Ruan Wenxiu nodded, slowly walked to Zhao Peng, and whispered, "Dapeng, I'm not getting married. You can give away Bai."