novelraw #691 - Wangjia Village No.1 Production Brigade
#691 - Wangjia Village No.1 Production Brigade
“Fuck?!??”
When Sima Gangqiang and his gang saw those familiar faces and were pinned to the ground and rubbed by a group of farmers, they felt numb all over.
Others may not know the level of these people in the Federal Guard, but how could Sima Gangqiang and his gang not know?
Are these all my former opponents or teammates?
Any one of them is a professional master and a top-notch among the awakened ones.
It can dominate any main city.
In less than a minute, he was pinned down by the villagers...
Lin Qi and his companions are all top masters, and can be regarded as the ceiling among professional masters.
In the end, the fat man beat them all with three punches and two kicks, and even Sima Gangqiang and his gang saw relief on the fat man's face...
It was as if beating up seven top professional masters was just a trivial thing, no different from crushing an ant.
What made everyone even more horrified was that none of Lynch and his men were beaten to death... instead they all fainted.
It can be seen that this fat man is not only at ease, but also has precise control of strength and is just right in his moves. He has already reached the state of being able to do whatever he wants and be successful in everything.
The horror of its power is beyond belief.
Damn...
What on earth do these villagers do?
Sima Gangqiang and his group had seven parts of confusion and three parts of doubt in their eyes... They were completely lost on the city wall.
Just now, Wang Yuan told Sima Gangqiang to watch carefully, study hard... and then find a teacher who would give him a 20% discount on tuition. Sima Gangqiang thought Wang Yuan was joking with him.
But now Sima Gangqiang finally understood that Wang Yuan was not joking with him, he was serious! !
Thinking back to the first time he mentioned the Federal Guard to Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan's confident attitude, Sima Gangqiang was not surprised at all.
Meow...
Who would have thought that this small Jiangbei City actually had so many hidden talents... and such a group of peerless masters hidden inside.
No... this isn't Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger.
This is a dragon and tiger that live in groups.
…
"Tie them all up!"
Just when Sima Gangqiang and his group were standing in a mess.
Just listen to Lao Wang's order.
All the villagers rushed forward and tied up all the federal guards like dumplings and threw them together.
The masters of the Federal Guard were lying on the ground in a mess. Their expressions were even more dull than Sima Gangqiang and others. Their eyes were calm... their pupils were dilated... it seemed that they had suffered an inhuman mental blow and had lost their souls.
There’s nothing wrong with that if you think about it.
After all, with their background and strength, they are destined to be a top group, and they are invincible in this doomsday.
The only ones who can defeat them are their own people.
This group of proud professional masters did not take the villagers in front of them seriously from the very beginning, and did not even regard these villagers as opponents. Even the masters among ordinary awakeners were not worthy of being their opponents in their eyes.
But in the end, it didn't matter that he was pinned to the ground without any ability to fight back.
All the pride I had before, like my face being pressed to the ground, was crushed into pieces.
It only takes a moment to go from being high above to lying on the ground and eating dirt.
Such a strong blow, the fragile mental state is naturally unable to bear, and it collapses directly...
Of course, it’s normal to break down, and you’ll get used to it.
…
"You guys! How long are you going to lie there?"
At this moment, Lao Wang suddenly turned around and glanced at where Sima Gangqiang was hiding.
"Hehehe! Hehehe!"
In the eyes of Sima Gangqiang and others, Old Wang at this time was like a god. They no longer had the contempt they had before, and even had a little more awe.
Sima Gangqiang smiled and showed his head: "Uncle, Wang Yuan asked us to come here to observe the teaching. We are not in the same group with them."
Sima Gangqiang didn't dare to say that he was here to protect everyone...
With such a group of ruthless people, it is another matter who will protect whom.
"oh!"
Lao Wang nodded and said, "Remember to pay! We don't teach for free."
Sima Gangqiang: "..."
"Uncle, which team were you from before?" Yi Feng on the side also asked cautiously.
Judging from the skills of these villagers, they are even more professional than professionals. They must be a team of some ancient god that he doesn’t know about.
"Which team?"
Old Wang thought for a moment and said, "Wangjia Village First Production Brigade... I am the village chief."
As he spoke, Lao Wang pointed to the party emblem hanging on his chest.
For a moment, the abyss was still and the mountain was standing still. His lazy posture actually exuded a positive and evil aura.
Everyone: “…”
"Fuck! It's Da Qiangzi!!"
At this time, the captured masters also saw Sima Gangqiang and his gang, and could not help but get excited. As if they had grabbed a life-saving straw, they called out to Sima Gangqiang for help: "Uncle Qiang, save us..."
"Old man, how do you plan to deal with them? You won't kill them, will you?" Sima Gangqiang glanced at the federal guards and asked Lao Wang in a low voice.
Although we are in two opposing camps.
But in essence, there is no hatred between the two sides, and these are old acquaintances and friends.
Sima Gangqiang was not a bad person to begin with, so he would not stand by and watch someone die.
Judging from the brutal methods used by these villagers, they might be slowly torturing them to death.
"Kill them? Don't you know that killing is against the law?" Old Wang asked with a glare, "Besides, who will compensate me if I kill them?"
"Ah... just paying money?" Sima Gangqiang was stunned when he heard this.
Others also showed happy expressions.
If it's just a loss of money, then that's easy.
They lack everything except money.
"How much? We'll pay!" everyone in the Federal Guard shouted.
"That statue cost a lot of money to build, at least 100 gold coins." Lao Wang counted on his fingers.
"Not much! Not much!"
When everyone heard Lao Wang's offer, they felt relieved.
The most valuable thing here should be that strange statue... It's only a hundred gold coins, which is more than cheap, it's really conscience-free. After all, they are a group of farmers, and their asking prices are simple.
"You took the initiative to attack me, an old man, and scared me. The compensation for mental damage should be at least one million gold coins..." Lao Wang continued.
"ah?!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, as if they had heard it wrong.
At this time, Lao Wang held up the enamel mug and said, "I won't let you pay for the toothbrush. This mug is my heirloom! Isn't it worth five million gold coins?"
"Sir! Are you going too far?"
The federal guards were in tears. "Everything else is fine, but you want five million for a broken enamel pot. Isn't that a bit outrageous?"
"Too much? Didn't you see that I have Chairman Mao's portrait on it? This is my treasure!" Old Wang pointed at the portrait on the enamel pot and said loudly: "Five million is too little."