Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Just when Altaïr was about to compromise, two stopping voices came at the same time.

One of them, the source is naturally Lin Ran.

And the other voice turned out to be Xu Ning.

Xu Ning stood up with a roar, walking steadily and showing no signs of being drunk.

Xu Ning stood up and walked directly to Altaïr, holding his collar with both hands.

"Xu Ning, what are you doing?" Altaïr was a little confused. Wang Jinpeng wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but he took two steps and sat back on the chair. He drank too much.

"You idiot!" Xu Ning shook Altaïr's collar and cursed: "We almost died in the mausoleum, and you want to sell things to others? Are you worthy of our efforts?"

Xu Ning's words were like a needle piercing Altaïr's heart.

Of course he didn't want to sell it, but the other party controlled the fate of their Chifeng Banner. Although the hierarchy had been abolished, it had not been cleaned up.

As a descendant of the Eight Banners, the other party has various privileges, including the power over the Chifeng Banner.

Even if he didn't care, he still had to compromise for the sake of his people.

Bug laughed next to him and lit a cigarette.

He just liked to watch other people quarreling among themselves. The two brothers Bagger and Badger looked at them with joking expressions and did not stop them.

Lin Ran might be the only one who could stop them, but he didn't take action.

"You are not a grassland person, what do you care about me?" Altaïr slapped Xu Ning's hand away angrily.

Seeing this, Bug took out a piece of paper and pushed the plates and wine glasses on the table to the ground, making a pinging sound.

The waiter outside the door took a look and wanted to come in to clean up, but Badger blocked the door directly.

"This is how we prairie people do things, go straight." Bage smiled and took out a pen and slapped it on the paper. "By signing this contract, you will not only get 1 yuan immediately, but Chifeng Banner will also be allocated more. of grassland.”

For them, grassland is life.

They prefer riding horses to driving.

Grassland can be used for grazing, whether it is sheep, horses or camels, they cannot do without grassland.

Although Altaïr no longer needed herding to survive, his people did.

So he was very afraid. The number of grasslands originally allocated was much less. If it was further reduced, their tribe might be destroyed.

Altaïr broke away from Xu Ning and prepared to sign.

Lin Ran sneered and said, "Altaïr, have you studied history?"

The latter didn't understand what Lin Ran meant and just looked back at him.

Then he continued: "There is a very classic sentence in "The Theory of Guo Qin", which is to serve Qin with the land, but still repay the salary to put out the fire. The fire will not be extinguished until the salary is exhausted."

As long as their weakness is held by the other party, this time it is just the royal treasure, what about the future?

In the future, will Altaïr's life only be threatened by people from the tribe?

Bag did not answer, but just smiled and said: "Little brother, you don't understand the rules of our prairie. In our prairie, the strong have always been respected."

What he meant was that since Altaïr was no match for him, he would naturally be at his mercy.

Lin Ran sneered at this: "This is no longer the feudal era. Don't use your identity to suppress us."

"Yes!" Wang Jinpeng also woke up. It turned out that the other party was not here to toast at all, but to set up a trap to get them to let go of the cultural relics.

It was inconvenient for Liu Jingfeng to take action because he did not participate in the burial.

But Lin Ran and Xu Ning both sided with Altaïr, so naturally he had to say something.

"Bagh Anda, it doesn't matter if you want to buy cultural relics, we are also in this business." Liu Jingfeng said, "But, you just mentioned that he is a compatriot from Italy. It seems that he has joined a foreign nationality, right? Put the cultural relics Selling to foreigners is something no conscientious Chinese would do."

"Huh, you Central Plains people, you say one thing and do another." Bage sneered: "Don't you think there are not many cultural relics sold to foreign countries through your hands? Do I still need to mention what happened more than ten years ago?"

In special periods, some cultural relics are marked with special marks, and if they are not hidden well, they are in danger of being destroyed.

Therefore, for a period of time, there were indeed some radical cultural relic collectors who would rather sell the cultural relics abroad at low prices than retain them.

The psychology of these people was misunderstood by Bage.

Just as Lin Ran was about to speak, the conflict in the venue suddenly became intense.

It turned out that Altaïr was going to sign, but Xu Ning hugged his waist.

"Do you want to die?" Altaïr was also angry. Despite his thin body, he was really strong.

Xu Ning roared angrily and overturned the table, leaving a mess in the yurt.

Fortunately, the tableware they use are all made of iron or copper.

The rest of the people stood around the yurt, and the two people standing in the center had already assumed a wrestling posture.

This is a Mongolian game, or a ritual.

Altaïr took off his coat and squatted down.

Then the two hugged each other like wild beasts.

They used each other's feet to trip each other up, and it was hard to tell them apart.

"Stop fighting!" Wang Jinpeng wanted to rush up and separate the two of them, but Lin Ran held him back and nodded silently.

The others understood that at this time, it would be better to let him vent.

Although both of them were in the angry stage, they did not fight with each other, but just tried to knock each other down.

Altaïr was still a little smaller than Xu Ning. After a struggle, he was severely pinned down by Xu Ning.

"Do you accept it or not?" Xu Ning shouted.

This was the first time they saw Xu Ning angry, and his roar was a bit scary.

Wang Jinpeng whispered: "Damn, this kid is so good at fighting?"

Altaïr's face turned red as he was pinned down, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I don't accept it!"

"Come again!" Xu Ning let go of him, and when he stood up, the two struggled again.

The yurt turned into a wrestling ring.

Altaïr was thrown to the ground many times, but he never gave up.

"Stop it!" The curtain of the yurt was finally opened. Badger wanted to stop him, but was pushed away by someone who was slightly taller than him.

Badger glared at the other party and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"A yellow flag, right? The Qing Dynasty has perished, so don't pretend to be stupid here!" the big man cursed, and then walked in with his men.

Bage smiled and said, "Mr. Atta, it's your son who is fighting with others and it has nothing to do with me."

After the big man came in, he did not directly stop the fight.

Altaïr, who was pinned to the ground, burst out with great strength when he saw the person coming, and pushed Xu Ning away.

Then, he pushed Xu Ning to the ground.

He yelled: "If I don't give you some color, do you really think that we grassland people are idiots!!!"

His roar was earth-shattering and completely inappropriate for his size.

This sentence was obviously not meant for Xu Ning.

Bagger sneered, patted his collar, and said, "Since you guys are having so much fun, let's not stay with you for now. Let's go."

"Wait a minute." Lin Ran called out to him before they were about to leave, "Mr. Bag, you said earlier that you would pay for this meal, so you won't break your promise, right?"

"Humph." Bagger took out a wallet from his pocket and threw it directly on the ground.

Then he left without looking back!