Douluo: You call this a toy

"Dad, no bird recognizes someone and pecks you specifically. How can you blame me?"

"Oh, I think about it. It looks like Yang Fan's big bird. He was obviously injured by me. How can he recover?"

Sun Shancheng rubbed his forehead and was puzzled.

Snapped.

Sun Futian slapped his son on the head and shouted angrily: "Are you sure it's from his family?"

"Dad, you hit me again, yes, it's a bit like, I didn't see it clearly."

Sun Shancheng covered his head and looked aggrieved.

"If you fail to succeed but will fail, what else can you do? Where did he come from? Why don't you kill him?"

If it was Yang Fan, he must have been ordered by him. Sun Futian was filled with hatred and blamed his son for not being ruthless enough.

Sun Shancheng made a bitter face and said in a low voice: "What's more, if my slingshot hadn't been accurate, my head would have been pecked to pieces. How can a bird with such a long life be still alive after being hit so many times?"

"Why did you go to his house when you had nothing to do?"

"I killed all the woodpeckers in the village. There was still one on his persimmon tree, and it was the one that pecked at me. But a big bird flew out, so..."

Sun Futian understood the ins and outs, his eyes almost bursting with fire, and he shouted: "Tomorrow, make sure you don't hurt his family."

"Hey, Dad, don't worry, I will avenge you and catch the bird and fry it!"

"Just stop hanging on."

……

When he returned home, Yang Fan felt much more comfortable. Seeing that his mother was asleep, he turned on the lights in the courtyard and practiced "Xingyiquan" again. He became more and more comfortable, and his fists were like a tiger, jumping up and down like a monkey, and his movements were agile.

The pit bull woke up, probably hungry. After Yang Fan finished punching him and barked a few times, the little vulture flew up to the wall, still not letting go of its hostility.

Yang Fan went into the kitchen to get some food, but the pit bull ate it to bits. He didn't seem to be full. He didn't dare to eat too much because his injury hadn't healed.

Before going to bed, he called the little vulture to his side and told it a few words. After hearing this, the vulture flew towards the village chief's house.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Yang Fan finished punching, there was a violent knock on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Hearing the voice of Sun Futian, Yang Fan lazily asked: "Who is it?"

"It's me, open the door!"

Hearing Yang Fan's voice, Sun Futian's tone became even more unkind, and the door banged loudly.

"What's the noise about? Are you allowed to sleep so early in the morning?"

Yang Fan said and pushed the door open.

Uh.

But when he saw Mr. and Mrs. Sun Futian standing outside the door, and Sun Futian had several big bumps on his head, stained with blood, he thought to himself that the vulture had indeed obeyed and not pecked his face, otherwise it would have disfigured him.

"Xiao Fan, hand over your big bird! I'm going to kill it!"

After being attacked several times in one night, Sun Futian collapsed. No matter if it was Yang Fan's bird or not, he would come and take a look. The moment the door opened, he scanned the courtyard vigilantly.

"Village chief, what's wrong with your head? Is there a sore?"

Yang Fan stared at each bulge curiously, with a sense of irony.

"What are you pretending to be? Call your big bird out, I'm going to chop it up!"

Sun Shancheng held a fruit knife in his hand. Although it was well hidden, Yang Fan still saw it.

Yang Fan's eyes widened, "You two, father and son, are so interesting. You came to my vulture and threatened to kill it! I'm confused. Why? You have to give me a reason!"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see the injury on my father's head? I can see clearly, it's the murderer!"

Sun Shancheng insisted on the vulture and looked like he wanted to cut it into pieces.

Sun Futian snorted coldly and rushed into the courtyard with a dark face.

"Dad, be careful."

Sun Shancheng had suffered a lot, and he raised his head with caution.

"Let's see what you're like."

His son was beaten, his nephew was frustrated again and again, and as the head of the village, he was unable to step down. He had hated Yang Fan for a long time, and now he was bullied by a bird, and it was difficult to release the evil anger in his chest.

Yang Fan took a step back and blocked the way.

"Did I let you in? Village chief, do you think our family is easy to bully?"

Sun Futian stared, "Don't think that I don't know what you are doing behind your back. If you don't hand over your bird, let the police station arrest you first!"

Although most of the villagers are honest and afraid of the village chief, Yang Fan disdains him.

"You don't have to scare me. Isn't it illegal to break into my yard without my permission?"

"You are not welcome in my home, leave immediately!"

Sun Futian was happy. He had never been driven out by villagers, but Yang Fan was No. 1.

"You bitch, what are you so crazy about? Do you think I can't deal with you?"

Sun Futian pushed Yang Fan away and walked into the courtyard.

"Where is the bird?"

"Dad, it should be in the vegetable garden."

Sun Shancheng didn't dare to come in and shouted at the top of his voice outside the door.

Sun Futian was like an angry wild boar, squeaking and rushing into the vegetable garden.

woof woof.

When a stranger invaded, the pit bull snarled and pounced, and suddenly a dog jumped out. Sun Futian was unprepared and was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. In the end, he was a step too late and scratched a bloody mark on his butt.

"Stop your dog now."

Rushing out of the vegetable garden, Sun Futian was so frightened that he hid behind Yang Fan.

Yang Fan turned back and glanced at him, "You illegally invaded its territory. It would be strange if it didn't bite you."

The pit bull barked and tried to bite, but Yang Fan pretended not to see it. Sun Futian circled around Yang Fan to avoid it, covering his butt with one hand and saying fiercely: "If you dare to bite me again, the dog will be beaten to death!"

Yang Fan signaled the pit bull to return to the garden and said to Sun Futian: "It's best not to threaten me in the future, let alone look for trouble. Otherwise, it won't bite you on the butt, but on the neck. Guess what will happen? I won't hide it from you. He said, I picked up the dog on the way, and if I die, I will pay for it with my life."

"Dad, aren't you?"

Hearing the screams, Sun Shancheng was so frightened that he ran in tremblingly, gesticulating with the fruit knife in his hand for fear of being attacked inexplicably.

"Go to the garden and kill the dog first."

Sun Futian pointed at the pit bull and shouted.

Sun Shancheng glanced at the pit bull and wondered where did this dog come from?When he saw that cannibalistic gaze and glanced at the wound on his father's butt, he shook his head like a rattle and swallowed deeply, "Dad, a gentleman takes revenge. It won't be too late in ten years. I will take you to the hospital for vaccination." go."

"If you don't go, you'd better be infected with rabies. I want their whole family to be infected!"

The noise startled Qi Yingmei, who came out of the main room rubbing her eyes.

"Village Chief, why are you here? Hey, why is your butt bleeding?"

Seeing Qi Yingmei, Sun Futian suddenly became furious and shouted: "It was your dog that bit you, and your big bird. If you don't hand them over now, we won't be finished!"

"What do you want our dogs and birds to do? They are all confused."

In fact, Qi Yingmei had already heard the outline of what was going on in the room, so she could only pretend not to know.

"My head was carved by your bird, and my butt was scratched by your dog. I have to kill them. The compensation will be settled later."

Sun Futian was furious and his face was distorted.

"This……."

Qi Yingmei looked at her son.

"Don't slander anyone. My bird was injured by some little beast. It's almost dead. How could it hurt someone?"

Yang Fan knew what he was doing and was confident. Since Sun Futian was looking for trouble, he would settle the matter all at once.