Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Upon hearing this, Wanfeng's chrysanthemum tightened, and a harsh fact was placed in front of him: I am a fat sheep?

Fat sheep is definitely not a good name, it is usually slaughtered.

He has now been regarded as a fat sheep and a target of being robbed.

It seems that I am a little too optimistic about the revolutionary situation, and a little too much believe that all living beings will be happy in broad daylight. These guys are too guts and fat, so dare to rob them here?

Is there a king's law for this special?

It’s just that this approach is a bit old-fashioned, taking people to a remote place and then robbing them. There is nothing new in this.

The only novelty is that he was taken to the back of the Tianbai Building, which is probably such a remote place in the city.

There should be a lot of couples in this place at night. It’s not easy to find a place like this in the city. These idiots make two sets of fake police costumes just to go here at night as an excuse to catch gangsters. Is it safer than robbery during the day?

Wan Feng remembers that he went to the capital in 1992. At that time, he lived in Shijingshan Guest House. The Shijingshan Guest House was right next to a forest park. Wanfeng lived there for a week. One night he was catching up with the police to pull the net. Good guys pulled from the park. There were hundreds of Yingying and Yanyan, and many of them were still disheveled, which made him very satisfied.

A lot of white flowers...

Damn, where did you want to go? People are going to rob themselves, and there is still a mess of thoughts and thoughts.

Wan Feng quickly concentrated, he took a deep breath and stood leaning against a tree, thinking about the escape route.

Despite the fact that there are some strange soldiers hidden in the dark, Wan Feng also finds a way to escape, in case he can't fight.

Don't listen to the nonsense of those masters in the folk, there are also masters in the city, Wan Feng doesn't think they will never meet masters.

It just seemed too late to run now. One of the three young people had already circled behind him and cut off his back.

"He is a fat sheep? I said, so, did you tease your brother and get a custard to tell us that it is a fat sheep?" The first young man looked at Wan Feng suspiciously and asked.

Wan Feng was dressed in ordinary clothes, much like a teenager from the country, where there was a little shadow of a fat sheep.

Hua Shirt quickly argued: "He said he wants to buy a hundred watches, this is not what a fat sheep is."

The eyes of the three youths stared at Wan Feng.

"Have you seen the film?" A young man stretched out his hand and made money twisting gestures.

Flower shirt shook his head.

"Why didn't you see the film, he said he wanted to buy a hundred, so you believed and brought him in? Did you get **** in your mind?" the young man at the head scolded.

"Why don't you look like it? If this kid has money for a hundred watches, I will change the last name." Another young man burned aside.

Hua Shirt also became suspicious of his own judgment. Mom's negligence should say hello. It is only right to make a decision after seeing this kid's money before bringing this kid in, but he was not prepared to admit his mistake.

"He may not have money for a hundred watches, but he definitely has money."

"How much money can a custard have on him?" another young man said.

Wan Feng spoke at this time: "I am just teasing this blouse, my face is clean, and I only have a few cents on my body."

This time is the time to confess himself. If these robbers let him go, Wan Feng promised that he would not go to the Public Security Bureau to sue them.

Hearing something wrong with the flower shirt, he hurriedly said: "Three brothers, this bun has meat but it is not folded. You didn't notice that this custard is not panicked at all. This is not normal. Maybe there is a miracle on his body. Don't search for it. How does Sou know?"

The leading young man waved his hand: "That's right, anyway, there is no business today, and I am still idle. Search and find, even if you can make money for dinner, you! Past!"

A young man walked towards Wanfeng with a smile: "Little brother, don't call and don't resist. You can't hear you on the street no matter how loud you call it. There is no one a hundred meters away. Resistance will not do you any good, brother. Just see how much money you have, and if you take it out, my brother will let you go."

Let you see how much money I have on him? Lao Tzu carried more than two thousand dollars on his body. If you let you see it, it wouldn't be special to feed the cat.

"Brother Xian!" Wan Feng suddenly shouted when the youth was only three or four meters away from his own.

Before Wan Feng's shout fell, he felt a gust of wind behind him, and Zhang Xian, who had been hiding in the alley, rushed over like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The young man who had broken Wanfeng’s back road was still laughing, but when he turned his head back when he heard the movement behind him, he saw a fist that was constantly enlarged in front of him.

Then there was a bang.

He knocked this guy down with just one punch, and then in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xian came to the hippie smiling guy in front of Wanfeng. With a fist on the top, the bottom kicked in the trigeminal intersection area of ​​the opponent.

This guy who wants to see how much money is in Wan Feng's pocket can't care about Wan Feng's pocket anymore. He covered his hips with his hands and shook his body twice before falling down.

Seeing Wan Feng's eyelids jumped, I wonder if the other party's Dandan is okay?

Fuck, how many battles has it taken since he was a child to reach this level?

This is simply the style of special forces~www.ltnovel.com~ One hit kills!

No, I had to sign with this guy that day. Isn't it an idiot if such a good opponent doesn't take advantage of this?

Two of the four guys who were about to slaughter the fat sheep lay down in a blink of an eye. The young man who was leading the head looked down and took out a knife from his pocket.

With a snap, the switchblade popped out.

The young man held the knife in his right hand and opened a posture to confront Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian's face also became solemn facing the switchblade in the opponent's hand.

The two of them faced each other, and only Wan Feng and Hua Shirt could stand here.

Wan Feng looked at the flower shirt and smiled.

Huayi didn't know why Wanfeng laughed.

"You laugh!"

"Yes, I'm just laughing."

"You mean I'm the fart?" Flower shirt still pointed to his nose.

These two goods!

"You really look like a fart."

"Little boy, you dare to say that I am a fart, your helper was forced by my brother with a knife, and I asked Lao Tzu to clean up you first."

Flower shirt rushed towards Wan Feng with teeth and claws.

He also saw that the guy who appeared later was too ferocious, and Liu Er hadn't woken up with one punch, and Mazi was lying on the ground and humming. If you don’t pick up this little cub, you’ll take a knife and crab It is not necessarily the opponent of that young man.

If he restrained this little bastard, the fierce man might be cleaned up.

Hua shirt rushed in front of Wan Feng and stretched out his hand to grab Wan Feng's shoulder. His plan was to grab Wan Feng's shoulder and throw Wan Feng to the ground, then step on one foot and finally let the fierce man catch him.

But Flower Shirt must have never heard of a sentence: ideals are very full, but reality is all bones.

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