Reborn as a New Farmer of the 1980s

Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....

Chapter 8 The Spark of Fight

The stick in his hand flew away as if it had wings, and no one knew where it went.

Now his situation was miserable.

Wan Feng rolled desperately, trying to break free from the two guys who were pinning him down, but when the other party pounced on him again, he knew that his struggle would be in vain.

Everything is settled.

Xiao Jun walked over with a grim smile on his face and looked down at Wan Feng who was lying on the ground with his back facing up.

"You're quite powerful, you even dare to hit me. Today I'll let you see how powerful I am. Didn't you just kick me in the face? Now I'm going to kick you in the face too."

Then, Xiao Jun raised his foot and stepped on Wan Feng's face.

Xiao Jun's behavior is very normal. If you kick someone in the face, you should retaliate for the stepping on your face. It's very fair.

When Xiao Jun's foot was about to land on Wan Feng's face, Wan Feng suddenly turned his head, and Xiao Jun's foot landed on the sand right next to Wan Feng's ear.

"Fuck! You still dare to hide? All of you, catch him and keep him quiet. I want to see how many times you can dodge."

Xiao Jun raised his foot again, and this time he obviously increased his strength, and the foot fell down at a faster speed.

Xiao Jun's brothers pressed his hands and legs, and one pressed Wan Feng's head so that he couldn't move at all.

This time he has no way of escaping.

Just as the foot was about to land on Wan Feng's face, a scream suddenly came from outside the crowd, and then a figure rushed over like a tiger descending from the mountain and knocked Xiao Jun to the side.

Xiao Jun was caught off guard and staggered by the collision.

After Xiao Jun was knocked to the side, a stick fell on the back of the guy who was pressing Wan Feng's head.

The guy who got beaten let out a cry, jumped up and ran away.

The remaining few guys who were holding Wan Feng also paused for a moment.

The scene became chaotic in the blink of an eye.

Wan Feng certainly wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip away. Taking advantage of the moment his captors were stunned, he suddenly bent his legs and, like a rabbit kicking an eagle, kicked the guy holding his legs far away. Then, he rolled away from the two stunned guys who had just grabbed his arms, and quickly stood up with a somersault.

When Wan Feng stood up, he saw Luan Feng holding the stick he had thrown out tightly in her hand and pointing it stiffly at Xiao Jun. The stick and her hand were shaking violently.

Wan Feng snatched the stick from Luan Feng's hand and rushed towards Xiao Jun without saying a word.

After Xiao Jun was knocked to the side by someone, he was initially confused and finally came to his senses. He found that it was the girl they ignored who launched a sudden attack.

Damn, since you are a girl, I am not the same as you. How dare you bump into me? I will teach you a lesson...

Xiao Jun's thoughts paused here, because he saw Wan Feng rushing towards him with a stick in his hand, and when he got in front of him, he hit him on the head with the stick.

Xiao Jun panicked and instinctively raised his hands to cover his head.

Wan Feng didn't bring the stick down, but instead made a feint to greet Xiao Jun. After holding his head with both hands, he shook his wrist and the stick deflected and landed on Xiao Jun's waist.

Then he kicked Xiao Jun in the stomach.

Xiao Jun staggered and just as he screamed, he felt another hit on his butt.

Wan Feng's first stick landed on Xiao Jun's waist, and the next stick hit him accurately on the buttocks, followed by several sticks in a row.

Xiao Jun kept jumping to avoid the attack of Wan Feng's stick, but every time he jumped, the stick would hit his butt. He jumped three times and was hit on the butt three times.

Wan Feng hit the opponent's buttocks without showing any mercy. The buttocks is the most resistant part of the human body and is not easy to be injured.

At that time, every rural family had at least three children, so children were not valuable in the eyes of adults. If a child was beaten outside, as long as the head was not broken, adults usually would not even ask questions. It was nothing like in later generations where a family would spoil one child like an ancestor.

Therefore, Wan Feng knew that nothing would happen even if he beat the other person's butt to pieces.

When Xiao Jun's followers saw how bravely Wan Feng had beaten the most powerful man in their eyes, making him scream in pain, no one dared to step forward.

The brave ones were so frightened that they ran away in all directions.

At such times, where there are leaders, there are also blind followers. Those who did not run away will also run away when they see others running away. In a blink of an eye, all the people led by Xiao Jun ran away, and even Xiao Jun himself fled with his hands covering his buttocks.

Wan Feng pretended to chase them for a few steps and only stopped when they ran far away.

Luan Feng's body was still shaking, and she was obviously still scared.

"What... should we do?"

"Run! Run!"

Wan Feng pulled Luan Feng and ran towards the river. If those guys had come back with a stick, they would have been the ones to flee.

The two of them ran to the beach by the river in one breath.

"I can't run anymore! If I run any further... I'll die." Luan Feng gasped heavily and lay face up on the beach.

Wan Feng looked back and found that not even a bird flew over, so he simply lay down on the beach and gasped for breath.

A few minutes later.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" Luan Feng suddenly burst into a tractor-like laughter.

This woman's brain must have short-circuited from the stimulation just now.

"I didn't expect fighting to be so exciting."

Wan Feng's heart sank when he heard Luan Feng's words. What if this guy gets addicted to fighting this time and becomes a warrior?

"Wan Feng! Are we considered comrades in the same trench?"

"Forget it! Of course forget it. Yesterday we didn't know each other, but today we are fighting side by side. What a bloody world." Wan Feng couldn't help but complain harshly.

However, Wan Feng was deeply moved by the fact that Luan Feng, who he didn't even know yesterday, was willing to risk his life to rescue Wan Feng today.

Luan Feng rolled over and faced Wan Feng sideways, her eyes already filled with admiration. "I didn't expect you, with your skinny physique, to be such a fierce fighter. Hey! Do you have tiger roots at home?"

Wan Feng was furious: "Your family has tiger roots, your whole family is tiger roots!"

"Hahahaha!" Luan Feng laughed wildly again, but when she saw Wan Feng looking at her with a strange expression, she restrained her smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I was thinking if you keep laughing like that, I'm going to cover your mouth with my mouth."

Luan Feng blushed: "Bah! Hooligan!" Then she turned over and sat up.

"So fighting is so fun. No wonder you guys are always fighting with each other."

This is not a good sign. We must not let this spark take root in her heart.