Tu Gen felt that if he didn't think about the conspiracy, Zhao San and those local ruffians would definitely come to cause trouble.
How to deal with it yourself?
Of course, take out the trash!
Before putting down the garbage, Lin Qingge needs to be moved.
Otherwise, this girl can't help, but instead wears big trousers to wrap her legs, so she can't stop herself from fighting, right?
In fact, the most effective way to deal with evil forces is to attack them head-on and let them know that you are not someone to be trifled with.
The truth is under an iron fist.
In addition, I have to take time to see Yuexiang's mother. If she and Yuexiang enter the bridal chamber, she will be my mother-in-law, and she has cancer. If she doesn't take the time to see her, she may not be able to see her in the future.
"Are you still in the woods?" Zhao San asked at this time.
"Well, come on."
"You little brat, I think you are too timid!"
Tu Gen hung up the phone and looked at Lin Qingge.
"Party Secretary Lin, I have a favor to ask of you."
"Oh? Tugen, you don't have to be so polite to me. I can see that you are a good person. If you have anything to do, just say it?"
Tugen's heart tightened, what the hell, am I just a good person in your eyes?
It's no use helping you fight, the pretty girl is the most heartless.
"By the way, Tugen, just call me Sister Qingge. Don't act like a branch secretary one at a time, which makes me look awkward."
"Oh, Sister Qingge, my food factory is under construction now. Can you please supervise the work for me?"
Lin Qingge frowned.
"How can I supervise the work? And I'm still here counting these trees."
Tu Gen hurriedly grabbed the pen and notebook in Lin Qingge's little hand.
"Ah, how can a person like you count so many trees here? I should do this childish job. You go to my factory to guide the work, or you can become the director of my factory."
Tu Gen grabbed the pen and paper and touched Lin Qingge's little hand. This little hand was so sticky that he couldn't help but miss Shu.
Then he pushed Lin Qingge towards his factory.
Lin Qingge was made to have no choice but to do anything. He was not as strong as Tu Gen, so Tu Gen pushed him to the factory.
Entering the factory, Lin Qingge kept explaining.
"I don't understand anything?"
Tugen grabbed a white helmet and put it on her head.
"Wearing this hat, you understand everything."
The soil roots returned to the grove.
Zhao San and a group of gangsters have arrived.
Three gangsters and Zhao San got out of the car, and there were four other gangsters sitting on two motorcycles.
The seven gangsters surrounded Tugen.
Zhao San calmly lit a cigarette for himself.
"Tugen, give you a chance, kneel down, apologize, and say that I was wrong, Third Brother, and I won't make it difficult for you. How about that?"
Soil root cut! There was a sound.
"I apologize to you, Zhao San. If I hadn't done it for your wife Yuexiang's sake, I would have fixed you long ago! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Even before Tu Gen practiced martial arts, he was still confident of defeating Zhao San. Although Zhao San was tall and powerful, he was too weak and had been hollowed out long ago.
Zhao San was angry.
Throw the cigarette hard on the ground.
"Damn! Damn Tugen, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
"Fuck him! Break his legs for me! I'll be responsible for anything that happens!"
These gangsters were a group of scoundrels raised by the village head Zhao Youcai. They often beat workers in the brick factory and broke people, so Zhao Youcai paid them to settle the situation, which made the workers afraid of them. The village is domineering.
Yesterday, two gangsters were asked to tease and threaten the village party secretary Lin Qingge. Today, Niu Er was simply sent to threaten, hoping to use Niu Er's reputation as a robber to scare Lin Qingge and prevent her from checking the village's accounts.
These little gangsters are the mortal enemies of the entire village.
Tugen has long disliked this group of people.
Before the gangster could reach out his hand, Tu Gen turned around and ran away.
In "San Shou" Kung Fu, you cannot point your back towards people, because there are no eyes in the back, so you can easily be attacked by the opponent.
If your back is facing the opponent, then the enemy's attack on you will be 360 degrees, but as long as your back is against a wall or tree, it will be 180 degrees to the opponent, and you can see all enemies clearly.
Tugen ran a few steps, and the gangster behind him gave chase. After running and chasing, there was a front and a back.
Tugen suddenly stopped and arched his waist, like a shoelace action.
"Ouch!" The two horses at the back didn't have time to stop, they lay directly on Tu Gen and were thrown away by the force of inertia.
Tu Gen grabbed the third horse boy who rushed up and flicked it, and the horse boy also flew out.
"Bang bang..."
Tugen rushed forward and punched the two mazai on the chin.
The two horse boys were knocked to the ground.
Five gangsters were eliminated in an instant, and the remaining two gangsters waved their sticks.
They glanced at each other and rushed towards Tugen together.
Tugen did not retreat but advanced instead. He poked upwards with one hand, separated the gangster's arms from the inside, gently pulled them back, clamped the opponent's stick, lifted his knees, and hit the opponent's abdomen.
Then he grabbed the stick and smashed it on the wrist of the last gangster.
The stick broke, and the opponent's wrist was fractured. The opponent's rogue warrior's broken wrist kept screaming in pain.
All seven gangsters were knocked down in less than a minute.
Tugen walked straight towards Masan.
Ma San waved his hand hurriedly.
"Tugen! You have the guts, do you dare to let me make a call? Do you dare?"
Tugen smiled.
"Are you calling someone? Who are you looking for? Who can help?"
Ma San said anxiously: "I'm looking for the most powerful person in the Black City! If you have the guts, just wait until I find him before we fight!"
Ma San was dumbfounded just now. Tu Gen is no longer what he used to be. He thought it was just a coincidence that he beat up Niu Er. Now it seems that this kid must have been practicing martial arts recently. Could he be so awesome after being admitted to the county hospital once? Are you forced?
If that were the case, I would have gone to the county hospital to stay for a few days.
Ma San dialed the phone anxiously.
Finally got through.
"Brother!"
The other side yawned: "Who the hell are you?"
"Brother, I am Xiao Zhao."
"Xiao Zhao? Never heard of it."
"Oh, my name is Zhao San. I run a brick factory, and my dad is the village chief. Did we meet last time at the bathing center? Let me ask you, the youngest one there, call me out, and leave us with your phone number. , you told me that from now on, brothers will come to you if they have any problems, and you can handle ordinary things. Brother, didn’t you say that you have many women and money under your command, but you don’t have the same with the younger brother?”
There was a nod.
"Oh, it turns out it's you, little brat. What do you want from me?"
"Brother, if someone wants to fuck me, can you send two cars of people?"
"A group fight? What's the opponent's formation? Who are they looking for?"
"Oh, the other party is just one person, a stupid idiot. As soon as your brother arrives, he will wet his pants!"
"Just one person? It doesn't take two cars of people!"
"Other brother, this guy knows how to use martial arts, but the seven of us have never beaten him."
"Okay, how much are you prepared to pay?"
"Brother, please make a price."
"One person has a thousand, how many people do you want me to provide?"
Zhao San gritted his teeth: "Then come 20 people, 20,000 yuan, I will transfer it to the elder brother now, and I will send the location to the elder brother..."
The other party took the money.
"Well, some brothers and I happen to be in the county seat. We will be at your place in about ten minutes..."
Zhao San thanked him repeatedly and hung up the phone.
Zhao San straightened his back.
Point to the soil roots.
"Little Bi Zai, my elder brother will bring twenty people later to kill you!"
"boom……"
Tugen punched Zhao San on the nose.
"Looking for twenty people to fuck me? How about I fuck you first?"
