Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

The orchard in winter is bleak, and the bare fruit trees look even more desolate against the little residual snow under the roots.

But the more than a dozen children standing on the carriageway that leads through the orchard to the river are out of tune with this bleak scenery.

They seem to be a little passionate, and their eyes are gazing at the direction of the market.

"Here we come! See if it's those two guys." Someone shouted.

The kid who took the lead was called Xiao Jun, and he laughed: "These two guys are indeed from the back of the valley, they really came from here! Listen to my command, stop them and beat them up."

Don't ask these children, the two guys are Wan Feng and Luan Feng, of course they also saw the group of children.

They stopped about 30 meters away from the group of children.

According to children's fighting habits, if I don't go there, they will definitely rush over. The distance of 30 meters is not a short distance for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

If they run this distance, they will basically be out of breath. It will be good if they can stand still, not to mention beating people.

There is indeed an obvious gap between the minds of children and adults. How could those children guess what Wan Feng was thinking? Instead, they thought that Wan Feng was afraid.

"Look, they are scared and dare not leave."

Xiao Jun waved his small hand: "Rush over and beat them up!"

With his shout, his little brother rushed towards him like a goat out of the pen.

As the head of this group of children, Xiao Jun was the biggest and the fastest runner, so naturally he rushed to the front.

To be the boss, of course, you have to take the lead, otherwise, how can the little brother listen to you!

Wan Feng stood there firmly with his hands behind him, and Luan Feng shrank behind him. After all, women are stage frightened in front of such a scene.

"Where are you...you...you...going to run this time!" Xiao Jun was a little out of breath when he rushed to Wan Feng, his heart was beating wildly, and his hands He leaned on his knees involuntarily and panted heavily.

He wanted to take a few breaths before doing it.

Wan Feng didn't intend to wait for the opponent to rest before attacking.

Just when Xiao Jun wanted to take a rest, Wan Feng suddenly flew up and landed on his drooping face with his hands resting on his knees.

If this guy runs so fast, he will definitely have temporary symptoms of uneven breathing, chest tightness, and shortness of breath. In severe cases, his eyes will turn black. Wan Feng has been waiting for this moment.

Wan Feng kicked the opponent's face with the top of his foot instead of the tip of his toe. He was afraid that he would damage the opponent with his toe.

After hitting the target with one kick, he didn't give the opponent a little time to breathe, and then punched the opponent in the face.

Two hits in a row directly stunned the opponent.

As the saying goes: when shooting a man, shoot the horse first, and when cursing someone, scold the mother first... It seems to be wrong, the king is the first to catch the thief.

Wan Feng knew that as long as he dealt with this guy honestly, the rest would be nothing but mobs.

How many years will Xiao Jun be able to say the same thing in the area from Gushan to Qingshan? Of course, he is a bit ruthless to become a local bastard. He relied on his height and stamina than Wanfeng, and he actually suffered from Wanfeng's two heavy rains. After the general attack, he quickly broke away from Wan Feng's attack range.

Xiao Jun touched the face that was kicked by Wan Feng, and saw the blood on his hand, and his nose was bleeding from Wan Feng's kick.

Dark clouds rolled over Xiao Jun's face and he roared angrily: "Bastard! It was a fun fight, now it's my turn to see how I deal with you.

He waved his hand behind him: "Go!"

His group of cat-headed and dog-eared younger brothers rushed towards Wan Feng with a single cry, like ten thousand horses galloping.

Xiao Jun didn't take the lead this time, but hid behind everyone.

The first round of attack ended in his own defeat, which made him understand the fact that the guy in front of him who was much shorter than him was a strong hand, and he felt that he could not take advantage of it alone.

He has more than a dozen younger brothers. Since fighting alone can't take advantage, he will use crowd tactics. He doesn't believe that many people can't beat few people.

Xiao Jun hid behind his younger brother and stared at Wan Feng looking for an opportunity to strike. At this moment, he suddenly found that Wan Feng's hand pulled out a stick from behind.

Wan Feng found that his strategy had gone wrong.

Originally thought that as long as Xiao Jun was dealt with, the other party would be ruined.

But now Xiao Jun is obviously not being dealt with, and the opponent not only has not failed, but has rushed up, so he is at a disadvantage.

After all, there are more than a dozen people on the other side, and if there are too many ants, they can overwhelm the elephant.

He had no choice but to take out the means of preparation, the stick attached to his lower back.

However, the gang of tigers on the other side rushed too hard. He just took out the stick and before he could start playing, two guys who were about the same height as him had already rushed in front of him, and a tiger pounced on him fall down.

Chapter 8 The Kindling of Fighting (Revised)

The stick in his hand flew out as if he had grown wings, and he didn't know where he wandered.

Now his situation is miserable.

Wan Feng rolled desperately, trying to break free from the two guys who were pressing him down, but when the other party rushed up to two more people, he knew that even if he struggled again, it would be futile.

All dust settled.

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

"The paralyzed one is quite powerful, even you dare to hit me, today I will let you see how powerful I am, didn't you kick me in the face just now, and now I want to kick your face too."

As he said that, Xiao Jun raised his foot and stepped on Wan Feng's face.

Xiao Jun's actions are very normal. If you kick someone in the face, you have to take revenge for kicking someone in the face. It's very equal.

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

"Damn it! You dare to hide, you guys catch him honestly, let me see how many times you can hide."

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

Xiao Jun's younger brothers pressed hands and legs, and another pressed Wan Feng's head so that Wan Feng could not move at all.

This time he was doomed.

When the foot was about to fall on Wan Feng's face, there was a sudden scream from outside the crowd, and then a person rushed over like a tiger, knocking Xiao Jun aside.

Caught off guard, Xiao Jun reeled from the bump.

After Xiao Jun was knocked aside, a stick landed on the back of the guy holding Wan Feng's head with a whine.

The guy who was beaten screamed, jumped up and ran.

The remaining guys holding onto Wan Feng also paused briefly.

The scene turned into chaos in the blink of an eye.