Douluo: You call this a toy

Niu Jinsheng and his gang were arrogant and unreasonable, and did not listen to advice at all. In the end, it turned into a physical conflict. In Niuhe Village, Niu Jinsheng was famous for his cruelty. In order to scare the construction team, and also to give Xiaowan Village some color, he swung He threw a brick at Mrs. Guihua, but Qi Yingmei caught her in time and hit her on the back of the head with the brick.

Sun Erzhu rushed forward and struggled with Niu Jinsheng. In the end, due to the large number of people on the other side, they were outnumbered. The construction team couldn't stand it anymore, so they picked up the guy and rushed forward. Niu Jinsheng led others to escape.

After understanding the whole story, Yang Fan asked: "Have you called the police?"

Sun Erzhu shook his head, "I was in a hurry to come to the hospital and forgot to call the police."

"In this case, I'll go say hello to Guihua Sister-in-law, and we'll go to Niuhe Village later."

"Is it just the two of us? Do you want to call a few more people?"

Yang Fan waved his hand, "We are enough."

Sun Erzhu didn't say anything.

Ten minutes later, Sun Erzhu drove a van and drove Yang Fan away from the county town.

The road leading to the village was impassable, so Sun Erzhu had to take a detour.

As they approached the village, the car slowed down and Sun Erzhu asked, "Would you like to go back and get a kitchen knife first?"

"It's no use."

Yang Fan had no expression on his face, thinking about how to deal with Niu Jinsheng when he saw him. No matter who he was, he had to pay the price for beating his mother.

In the past, when he was following the construction team, Sun Erzhu often went to Niuhe Village and knew Niu Jinsheng's home.

The car drove bumpily into Niuhe Village, passed through two intersections, and stopped in front of a house.

"arrive?"

Yang Fan glanced at the house. It was a two-story house with a single courtyard. It was probably the best house in Niuhe Village.

Sun Erzhu nodded, "He is the richest man in Niuhe Village. He is quite rich."

"Go get the people out."

Yang Fan didn't move in the car, but his eyes were fixed on the small foreign building.

"it is good."

Sun Erzhu got out of the car and knocked on the door. The door opened and a shirtless man with dark skin and strong build came out. When he saw it was Sun Erzhu, he yelled, "Why did you, Tamar, come to my house? Do you want to die?"

Sun Erzhu took two steps back and said, "Niu Jinsheng, you hit someone, don't think it's over."

"What? Are you trying to scare me? You can sue the village or county. I have plenty of money, so I won't spend a lot of money."

"It's great to be rich, but this time I will make you bankrupt!"

"Fuck, roll the ball with me."

Niu Jinsheng struck with his fists, but Sun Erzhu refused to be outdone and fought with his opponent.

With a cold face, Yang Fan opened the car door and walked forward.

Hearing the commotion, several shirtless men rushed out from the courtyard, holding wooden sticks, shovels and other things in their hands, and greeted Sun Erzhu without saying a word.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, his feet accelerated, and his body was like a popping cannonball. He raised his foot and kicked someone away, raised his fist, and with a few bangs, all the accomplices lay on the ground, crying and howling.

With a cold glance, Yang Fan grabbed Niu Jinsheng's neck, rounded it with his other hand and slapped him several times.

Sun Erzhu stepped back and looked at Yang Fan showing off his power, his eyes almost bursting with fire. His own was too small. He was so awesome. Is he possessed by the God of War?

Niu Jinsheng was confused, spinning 720 degrees on the spot, the palm prints on his face were swollen, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After shaking for a few times, Yang Fan kicked him into the wall as soon as he regained his balance.

"Grandson, even if you hate me, I'll wait for you if you have the guts."

After seeing the person who beat him clearly, Niu Jinsheng endured the pain and crawled back to the courtyard.

"Boy, if you run away, it's not your mother's fault."

A guy stood up holding a wooden stick and glared at Yang Fan.

"Xiao Fanzi, this guy also participated in the fight."

But before Sun Erzhu could finish his words, Yang Fan picked up the man and threw him out. The latter screamed in pain.

"Don't pull me, I'm going to chop them to death!"

Niu Jinsheng ran back with a kitchen knife, not very fast, shouting as he walked, for fear that others would not pull him away.

"Xiao Fanzi, that guy is very cruel, be careful."

Sun Erzhu glanced around, grabbed a shovel from a guy, stood next to Yang Fan, and shouted: "Don't come over here, I don't recognize anyone with the shovel in my hand."

Niu Jinsheng's face was ferocious, and the knife slapped loudly on his belly.

"Er Zhu, throw away the shovel and turn on the camera."

Sun Erzhu had an epiphany and hurriedly took out his mobile phone. It was illegal for the other party to use a knife. If Yang Fan was injured, it would be evidence.

"Niu Jinsheng, are you a man when you kill a woman? Tell me, which hand hit my mother with a brick? You chopped off your own hand, and I won't pursue it any further."

He looked at Erzhu and said, "You don't need to record this part."

"Oh, I'm not stupid."

Niu Jinsheng spat, "That pretty girl is your mother? She's seeking death, and she deserves it! By the way, are you dead?"

Yang Fan took the initiative to greet him. Niu Jinsheng was worried. At worst, he would have to pay for an excavator. He raised his kitchen knife and started to chop. Anyway, his brain was so hot that he couldn't remember where to chop.

Just when the blade was close to Yang Fan's neck, Yang Fan reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist.

Sun Erzhu was so frightened that he almost threw away his cell phone. If he was hit in the neck, he would not die but would be disabled.

"Okay, you want to kill me."

Yang Fan exerted force on his hand, and with a click, his wrist was broken. The kitchen knife fell to the ground, accompanied by Niu Jinsheng's scream, and Yang Fan threw him to the ground with a beautiful over-the-shoulder kick.

The other guys were so frightened that they struck so hard that their wrists were broken. Thinking about their reckless behavior just now, they all broke into cold sweats and retreated involuntarily.

"Ouch, my hand is broken, you guys get up and chop him to death together."

Niu Jinsheng was still roaring, but unfortunately no one dared to help.

"I ask you the last time, which hand hurt my mother?"

Niu Jinsheng rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, and the next moment, he stood up suddenly and bumped towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stepped aside and the guy fell into the air and lay on the ground.

As soon as Yang Fan reached him, a cold light flashed, and the kitchen knife was already in Niu Jinsheng's hand, slashing towards his leg.

But he shouted: "Kill you to death, you little turtle grandson."

Yang Fan avoided the sword light, put his toes on his armpits, and rolled out.

Despite this, Niu Jin held on to the kitchen knife and refused to let go. Yang Fan kicked the person away again, just like kicking a ball. He followed the same pattern until the kitchen knife was out of hand and unable to move. Yang Fan stepped on his arm.

"Say it or not?"

Niu Jinsheng grinned, "Listen up, kid, either kill me now, or I will kill your whole family. I, Niu Jinsheng, will do what I say! If you don't believe me, you can ask around."

Click.

Niu Jinsheng's other arm was trampled off by Yang Fan.

"Ah——, my arm is broken, don't, don't step on it."

When Yang Fan's foot moved to his calf, Niu Jinsheng begged for mercy.

"Threat me again and my legs will be destroyed!"

"No, no more threats."

Niu Jinsheng responded quickly. This was the first time he had encountered such a ruthless character.

"Remember carefully. You are not allowed to cause trouble to the construction team in the future. I spent money to build that road, and the township chief also knows it. In addition, it is best not to have any thoughts of revenge, otherwise, you will be the second Sun Shanfei!"

After saying that, Yang Fan waved his hand, took Sun Erzhu into the car, and drove away.

"Don't pretend to be dead, take me to the hospital quickly, otherwise I will be disabled!"

Sitting in the car, Yang Fan heard Niu Jinsheng's miserable howl.