Wang Wenjie covered his black eye sockets with his hands, rushed over angrily, knocked Wang Wenbin to the ground, and threw a series of punches at him.
Seeing the two people fighting more and more fiercely, Wang Jianjun kindly reminded:
"Remember not to beat me to death."
However, the two were already angry with each other and had no time to pay attention to Wang Jianjun.
Wang Jianjun was too lazy to pay attention to the two brothers.
He stepped forward and confiscated the tools used by the two men.
He rode his bicycle again to find the village militia to report that there was a fight here and then ignored the two brothers.
Rural people generally won't report a fight to the police unless anything serious happens.
For people like Wang Wenbin and his brother, the village chief would at most come out to educate them and then leave them alone.
After riding for a while, Wang Jianjun met Wang Xiulan who was waiting to watch a show on the roadside.
Seeing that Wang Jianjun was safe and sound, Wang Xiulan was obviously a little confused.
Wang Jianjun smiled and waved to her:
"Auntie, please go to the village entrance as soon as possible. Your two sons are fighting for some reason. If you go any later, you will have to collect their bodies."
Wang Xiulan hadn't realized what was happening yet, and she was so angry that she started yelling:
"Wang Jianjun, you are a bad guy! How can you curse your own brother like that?! You are a wicked little bastard."
Wang Jianjun continued to mock:
"If you don't go over now, and those two brothers kill someone, you will become a dead family."
After saying this, he ignored the other person, got on his bike and rode away.
Wang Xiulan wanted to curse, but the person had already ridden away.
Thinking of her two grown sons, Wang Xiulan was so anxious that she didn't care about anything else and got up and ran to the village entrance.
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