village doctor

"I fought with you!"

Zhang Dafu's eyes turned red immediately, and he rushed towards Brother Ji, but he kicked him out before reaching him.

Farmers have skills and strength, but they never fight.

"Fuck! If you dare to do it, beat the shit out of me."

Immediately, a group of people punched and kicked Zhang Dafu.

Li Decai gritted his teeth, "Folks, these people are too much, they will fight with these grandchildren!"

"Yes, fight them!" Dozens of villagers couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards the gangsters of the Black Dragon Society.

Brother Ji pulled out the dagger from his waist, "Brothers, fuck it, whoever dares to move, let him be bled!"

All the punks drew their weapons, machetes, switchblades and daggers.

When the villagers saw the shining weapons, their faces showed fear, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Brother Ji showed a smug smile, and said disdainfully: "It's just you country bumpkins who dare to use knives with our black dragon, you really don't know what to do!"

"I don't know if it's you!" At this moment, a motorcycle rushed towards us like an angry bull.

The speed of the motorcycle did not decrease at all, and it rushed towards Brother Ji directly. Wang Dachun looked at Zhang Dafu who was lying on the ground, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Dachun, it's coming!" The villagers were overjoyed, as if they had found their backbone at once.

Brother Ji's complexion changed, "Ma Dan, where did the lunatic come from, he even rode a motorcycle here, spread out! Spread out!"

boom!As soon as the words fell, Brother Ji was hit by the motorcycle and flew out, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Dachun stopped the car and walked straight towards Brother Ji.

Fuck!Where did this fierce man come from.

Brother Ji's subordinates were dumbfounded and somewhat at a loss.

After being hit by a car, Brother Ji was furious, "What are you all still doing, hack this little bastard to death!"

"Yes, hack him to death!"

"Ma De, how dare we black dragon cause trouble, chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

The gangster from the Black Dragon Society smiled grimly, and rushed towards Wang Dachun with a machete, like a fly smelling rotten meat.

The faces of the villagers changed, "Dachun, be careful, run!"

Wang Dachun showed a cruel smile, and kicked a gangster who was at the front flying five or six meters, knocking down a large piece of his body.

Wang Dachun rushed directly into the crowd, and every time he slapped one person, he vomited blood. These people are really disgusting, they are so greedy.

In less than 2 minutes, more than twenty people were beaten to the ground by him. For him now, these people were not enough to look at, and they couldn't even get close to him.

"Good! Dachun is great!"

"Yeah, Dachun is too powerful, where did you learn this skill?"

The villagers opened their mouths wide open as if they were meeting Wang Dachun for the first time, in disbelief.

Can one person easily overwhelm twenty vicious men with weapons in their hands? Is this still human?

Wang Dachun said: "Folks, as the saying goes, evil can prevail over good. Don't be afraid of these scumbags. Next time you meet them, you can directly defeat them. Let's see if they dare to charge any management fee!"

Brother Ji stared at Wang Dachun with resentment on his face, "Boy, who are you? You are finished, you dare to beat people from our Black Dragon Society, there is no way for you to survive in the world!"

"It's your grandsons who are beating." Li Decai stepped forward, bowed left and right, and suddenly a dozen big mouths smacked down.

Originally, Li Decai hadn't fully convinced Wang Dachun, he was only submissive to him in the past due to economic pressure, but today he saw that Wang Dachun didn't struggle to beat twenty, so he was completely convinced.

I can't accept it!

If you compare goods, you must throw them away, and if you compare people, you must die!

Therefore, the convinced Li Decai wanted to perform well in front of Wang Dachun.

The corners of Wang Dachun's mouth raised slightly. This Li Decai was originally a bum in the village who did not do his job properly and often fought.

Er Liuzi meets gangsters to see who is more ruthless.

Brother Ji's face suddenly swelled into a pig's head, and he pointed at Li Decai, "I am Cao Nima..."

Snapped!Snapped!clap clap...

"Fuck me..."

Snapped!Snapped!clap clap...

"I……"

Snapped!Snapped!clap clap...

Brother Ji's face was so smacked that he was almost out of shape, and finally he didn't dare to speak anymore. Whenever he spoke, he was greeted by a series of big mouths.

Li Decai was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and he said, "It finally stopped! Dachun, you can ask."

Wang Dachun squatted down and looked at Brother Ji jokingly, "I heard that you want ten bamboo rafts of medicinal materials, right? I think I might as well give you all of them!"

Brother Ji shook his head with a look of fear, Nima, these people are farmers?

Why is it even more gangster than the underworld!

……

At this moment, in a clubhouse not far from the pier, two big gangs, the Black Tiger Gang and the Black Dragon Club, are having a meeting.

Yes, it is a meeting.

They are fighting for territory.

Both sides brought more than a dozen elites to start the meeting. Li Heihu was born with a hulking back, and Wang Menghu was a little stronger than him. As his name suggests, he was fierce and domineering, like a tiger about to go down the mountain to hunt for food.

Especially sitting beside Wang Menghu was a thin old man with gray temples. The old man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Li Heihu didn't dare to ignore this old man, and was even very afraid of him, even more so than Wang Menghu.

Because this old man is a true practitioner, a formidable master, nicknamed Qianshou Laomo by others, he is not only strong in martial arts, but also cruel and ruthless. I don't know how many people died in his hands.

In the Black Dragon Club, the thousand-handed old devil is Dinghaishenzhen, and Wang Menghu treats him as a guest of honor.

Wang Menghu shook the red wine glass in his hand and smiled and said mockingly: "Leader Li, I heard that your Black Tiger Gang was once beaten so hard by a farmer named Wang Dachun that it is true."

Li Heihu's complexion changed slightly, and then he returned to normal, "President Wang is laughing at fifty steps, if your black dragon meets Wang Dachun, I'm afraid you will end up like me."

Hearing this, Old Demon Thousand Hands frowned slightly, showing a disdainful expression.

Wang Menghu laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, if we let a farmer call the door, I will close the door of Heilonghui."

Hearing this, Wang Menghu's subordinates laughed one by one, with mocking expressions on their faces, which made Li Heihu's group look a little ugly.

Li Heihu grimaced, "President Wang, if you're just here to mock me today, I don't think there's any need to talk about it today."

Wang Menghu grinned, "Since your Black Tiger Gang is becoming more and more useless, let's talk about land distribution again today."

Li Heihu narrowed his eyes, "Oh? What does President Wang want to talk about?"

Wang Menghu smiled sinisterly, "It's very simple, give us the territory in the south of the city to the Black Dragon Society."