"You, you, you dare to scold me!" The black bald donkey glanced at the door, widened his eyes, and gave Chen Chengping an electric cannon.
Chen Chengping didn't expect this black bald donkey to dare to attack him, and he was beaten black and blue in one go. He immediately gave him a bunch of cuckold punches...
The two of them started fighting in the room, the table was overturned, and the cups and kettles were broken.
The old man and Li Mancang came in carrying a lot of things, and saw the two men fighting each other.
The black bald donkey is the young master Bai from the village. He goes up the mountains and down the rivers every day and is tanned darker than Africans. He had enough of playing in the village and wanted to go to the city, so the old man and Li Mancang brought him here.
Just now, when they got off the car, Young Master Bai ordered a bunch of food. The father and son hurried to buy them and let Young Master Bai come in by himself. They didn't expect that they would start fighting in such a short time.
"Xiaobai, Xiaochen, let go quickly. We are family, why are you fighting?" Li Mancang quickly put down his things and went to separate them.
The old man smacked his lips and opened his mouth. It was quite interesting.
"Master, my uncle hit me." Young Master Bai stood up, covered his face and immediately complained.
Chen Chengping... "Grandpa, uncle, you guys are here, where did you get this black bald guy from?"
The old man was very happy watching these two young masters.
Li Mancang... "Let me introduce him to you"
"No, uncle, I don't want to know him. He scolded me and beat me. Please help me get revenge!" Young Master Bai's arrogant temper came up.
"Yes, revenge," the old man said as he slipped aside.
What kind of young master is Chen Chengping? He is so big and yet he still asks others to help him take revenge?
"Xiaobai, this is Chen Chengping, your third brother's good friend, the kind who is willing to die for him. It's all misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Xiaochen, this is the friend that the third brother brought from Shanghai. We are all family. We don't know each other without fighting." Li Mancang pulled Master Bai. In the village, they were all spoiled by the team leader. If a few-year-old child made the master unhappy, the whole family would be criticized. He was like an ancestor in the village.
Chen Chengping rolled his eyes. "He's a grown man, but he's like a crab and he wants to walk sideways. He doesn't even complain when Dabao and Erbao fight."
"Uncle, he is attacking you again. Do you care? My captain is coming." Master Bai's dark face was serious.
The old man was watching the fun and giggling with joy.
Li Mancang... "The captain is useless in the capital. Xiao Chen's father is a high-ranking official. He can crush the captain to death."
Chen Chengping puffed out his chest. It was true, but his father would never listen to him, and outsiders didn't need to know about it.
"Are you the son of an official?" Young Master Bai walked around Chen Chengping. You know what, with his delicate skin and tender flesh, and his eyes full of stupidity, he really looked like a second-generation official.
"My dad is in the army," Chen Chengping also said proudly. It's no secret that his dad's bluffing is quite effective.
Master Bai blinked his eyes and asked, "Does your father have a gun?"
Chen Chengping looked at Master Bai as if he was mentally retarded. "If the troops don't have guns, what kind of soldiers are they?"
Master Bai was immediately excited. "Give me a gun and some bullets. I'll take you to the mountains to hunt tigers."
There were no guns in the village, so he had to hide when hunting large prey. He wanted to hunt tigers, wild boars, and wolves...
Chen Chengping... "I can't get it. My dad can't give it to me. There are rules."
"I'll give you money, you name the amount, and if you want a few hundred bullets, money is not a problem." Young Master Bai doesn't have much in other things, but he has a lot of money.
Chen Chengping glanced at Li Mancang and said, "Is this a matter of money? This is discipline. It doesn't matter how much money you have."
In the past, the militia in the village had guns and bullets, but these two were taken away. Master Bai was not satisfied, so he came here again.
Now when he heard about the army, he knew that they would definitely not be short of guns and bullets. Master Bai became interested again.
Li Mancang was helpless. "He is an overseas Chinese, he has a lot of money. Ask your father if he can lend you some bullets, just for hunting. You can guarantee it."
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