Oh my! Who is this old guy? Does he think this is his house?
There were two cantaloupes in the box that Wan Feng had left for Luan Feng, and now one of them had been eaten by the old drunkard.
Wan Feng frowned but thought it was nothing.
In business, harmony brings wealth, and never get into conflict with others unless absolutely necessary. This is Wan Feng’s business creed.
This is someone else's territory, and if a conflict occurs, you will be the one who suffers.
"How much is this fish per pound?" the middle-aged man asked with a sullen face while eating a cantaloupe.
The women who were buying fish all took a step back and no one answered him.
"They're all sold. These fish are one dollar each." Wan Feng said.
"What! Such a small piece of broken fish for one dollar? Do you think there is no one left in Xia Wolong?" A smell of alcohol came towards him.
What kind of nonsense is this? Is it expensive to sell 14 or 15 pounds of fish for one dollar? What do you do for a living?
Even though Wan Feng was furious, he still had a smile on his face: "Uncle, the fish is zero, but my 14 or 15 jin of fish is not expensive at one yuan. This is the cost price."
"Huh! Cost price? Do you think I don't know that this fish is only five cents a pound when it comes down from the sea? How much are you selling it for?"
Damn, of course it's cheaper when you get it from the beach. Why the hell did you go to the beach just to buy two pounds of fish? If you go to the beach to buy two pounds of fish, it's still two pounds whether they sell it to you or not. And I didn't get any compensation for carrying it here.
I bought it from the beach and sold it here for the same price. Am I crazy?
Wan Feng was just thinking about something when the old drunkard spoke first: "I'm in charge. I'll give you thirty cents for these fish. Take it and get out!"
You are the one who makes the decision. Who the hell are you?
Wan Feng finally realized that he had met Uncle Tun, and he was an extremely rude and unkind uncle who had drunk cat urine.
Wan Feng had drunk alcohol in his previous life, but he had never acted crazy when he was drunk.
He has always believed that drinking alcohol into a person's stomach is not like drinking into a donkey's stomach, and that drinking should also be done with manners. People who act crazy under the influence of alcohol are damned worthy of being beaten.
This old man is just showing off, but if you show off in front of a child, do you have any future?
"Uncle, you have a scruffy beard now. Do you think it's fun to bully a kid like me?" Wan Feng still had a smile on his face.
"What are you talking about, you brat? Say it again!" The unshaven middle-aged man was even more excited. He threw away the remaining melon bottom in his hand, exposed his arms and rolled up his sleeves as if he was going to beat Wan Feng.
Some people gathered here to watch the fun.
Wan Feng glanced at the crowd around him, assessed the situation and took a deep breath.
This is the Black Lagoon Commune, not the Warrior Commune, and it's at someone's doorstep. You have to be patient with everything. It's just a dozen pounds of green skin.
"Okay, it's my bad luck. I'll take the loss for the few fish I have left. What are you using to hold the fish?"
"Whose is that? Lend me your basin."
A woman next to her handed the basin over reluctantly.
Wan Feng poured the fish from the scale into the plate with a loud splash, and prepared to leave without even turning around.
"Listen, kid, next time you come to Xia Wolong to sell things, go pay your respects to me first. I'm Zhang Xiangping."
Shit! And this thing, this guy must have been so drunk that he just blurted out his name, saving me the trouble of having to find out.
In his previous life, Wan Feng was a harmless and nice guy.
But he is different in this life. He will definitely bully back anyone who bullies him.
Wan Feng's face was full of sunshine: "Uncle! I remember your name, I will definitely come to visit you."
Wan Feng's last sentence already had a vicious tone.
After that, I rode my bike and headed out of Xiawolong Village.
I will definitely come to visit you.
Wan Feng was furious and was already planning how to visit the other party, but as the car just left the village, Zhang Xiangping's voice came from behind: "You kid, stop! Don't go!"
Wan Feng could have continued, but when he turned around, he saw Zhang Xiangping panting and catching up with him.
What the hell is this old bastard trying to do? Does he really think I wouldn't dare to take action here?
Wan Feng glanced around.
At this time, he had already left the village of Xiawolong. In front of him was a downhill slope that was one mile long. Behind the downhill slope was a reservoir. Wan Feng knew that after reaching the reservoir, the next step ahead was Xieling Village of Huanghui Brigade.
Three miles after passing Xielingzi is Dashutun of the Jiangwei Brigade.
Wan Feng calculated and rode forward a few meters, then jumped off the bike when it reached the top of the slope.
He parked the car, reached out and touched the other knife on his waistband, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
How can you go out without any self-defense equipment?
If this old bastard wants to steal my money, I will bleed you and then sue you for robbery, and put you in jail to eat steamed buns and drink vegetable soup.
Zhang Xiangping came up panting, and when he got close, he stretched out his hand and almost pointed at Wan Feng's nose: "I told you to stop, why didn't you stop? Do you want to get beaten?"
"Uncle! I'm stopping now. My brake isn't working properly, so I'm stopping and slowing down. What are you going to do?"
"Give me that cantaloupe in your box."
Wan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. It turned out that he was not trying to rob me of my money, but even if he didn't rob me of my money, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Wang An, don't give me face! You eat one and you are still thinking about the other.
But he still had a harmless smile on his face: "There are no more melons in the box. Didn't you eat the other one?"
"Let me hear it again. Do you think I'm blind? Even though I've drunk quite a bit of wine today, my eyes are still sharp. I saw two just now."
"It's really gone. If you don't believe me, just look for it." Wan Feng spread his hands and made a casual gesture.
"Hmph! Wait till I turn the page and you'll be in trouble."
After Zhang Xiangping arrived at Wanfeng Bicycle, he opened the lid of the popsicle box with one hand and reached in with the other.
Wan Feng took a deep breath at the moment when Zhang Xiangping's hand reached into the box.
His left hand suddenly pointed at the sky: "Ah! There's a flying saucer!"
Zhang Xiangping looked up subconsciously, although he had no idea what a UFO was.
The moment Zhang Xiangping looked up, Wan Feng suddenly pointed his hand into the air and punched down on the lid of the popsicle box.
Just as Zhang Xiangping put his hand into the box, Wan Feng punched it down, and the lid of the box fell down with a bang, pinching Zhang Xiangping's hand.
"Ah!" Zhang Xiangping screamed miserably.
Before Zhang Xiangping could finish his scream, Wan Feng had already punched Zhang Xiangping's left eye with his right fist.
The punch made Zhang Xiangping see stars and his body staggered back involuntarily.
When Zhang Xiangping staggered backward, Wan Feng took a step forward with his left foot and kicked Zhang Xiangping in the crotch with his right foot.
"Ah!" Zhang Xiangping screamed again, covered his crotch with his hands and squatted down.
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