Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

Chapter 311 Don’t be embarrassed because of money. (page 12)

"...Yes..." As soon as the masked man in black shouted, he felt severe pain coming from his back.

Wan Ping'an didn't know when he came to his back, and whipped him hard with his leg.

"Crack——" The spine of the masked man in black was directly broken by Wan Ping'an~'s kick.

"Plop." The masked man in black fell to the ground and passed out on the spot.

Wan Ping'an immediately squatted down and searched the black-clothed and masked man clean.

"Tsk tsk...Such a generous reward...I'm really flattered." Wan Ping'an said with a smile.

"Okay. I'm going to get busy." Wan Pingan smiled and left the scene. .

Not long after Wan Ping'an left, he heard the siren of an ambulance. Immediately afterwards, medical staff hurriedly arrived carrying a stretcher.

After the doctor checked Zhang Changfa's condition, he gave him comprehensive treatment. Finally, Zhang Changfa regained his mobility.

After this period of recuperation, Zhang Changfa's complexion has recovered a lot and he is basically ready to be discharged from the hospital. However, he still chose to observe for about half a month. Only if there is no problem will the patient be discharged.

When Zhang Changfa was discharged from the hospital, Wan Pingan came to pick him up personally.

After Zhang Changfa saw Wan Pingan, he burst into tears of gratitude and thanked him repeatedly.

"Old man, please don't be polite to me." Wan Pingan said with a smile.

"You saved my life. From now on, my old life will be yours. If you have any use for me in the future, just ask." Zhang Changfa said sincerely.

"Don't worry, old man, your help will definitely be indispensable." Wan Ping'an said with a grin.

In this way, the two of them chatted all the way to the courtyard.

After entering, Wan Ping'an brought the prepared dishes to the table. Zhang Changfa sat at the dining table and ate.

After taking two bites of the dishes, Zhang Changfa stopped chewing and said to Wan Pingan with a solemn expression: "Ping An, although we have known each other for a short time, you have left a very good impression on me. So, you must not worry about money. The son is in trouble."

"Old man, don't worry about it. I'm not that kind of person." Wan Ping'an waved his hand and said with a smile.

"I believe you." Zhang Changfa said.

Wan Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Twenty minutes later, the two walked into the house together.

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open. Immediately, five or six cars parked outside the courtyard. Immediately afterwards, a large group of men armed with machetes, steel pipes, sticks, shovels, hammers and other weapons poured into the courtyard.

"Why are there so many people?" Wan Ping'an was slightly stunned.

Zhang Changfa looked at these strangers and then shook his head, indicating that he did not recognize them.

Wan Ping'an stood up and looked at these strangers.

This group of strangers came straight to the dining room, led by a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses with a green dragon tattooed on his bare forehead. He was holding a machete in his hand, and his whole body exuded a strong aura.

"Boy, you are very courageous!" The man in sunglasses looked at Wan Ping'an and said in a cold tone: "You dare to provoke even Mr. Li, you are so tired of living!"

Mr. Li?

Wan Pingan frowned slightly.

He took a closer look at the man in sunglasses to make sure that the man was calling him. It's a pity that I don't know the other party at all, and I have never provoked Mr. Li.

The man in sunglasses continued: "Should you kneel down, kowtow three times, and get out! Or should you let me destroy one of your arms and throw you out!"

Wan Ping'an smiled lightly and said, "Are you sure you are qualified to make me kneel down and kowtow?"

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined! Brothers, chop him up!" the man in sunglasses roared angrily.

Swish! Brush! Brush!

Several men around him flashed their machetes.

Wan Ping'an still stood there with a calm expression, seemingly not paying attention to these guys at all.

"Cut it!" Following the order from the man in sunglasses, these gangsters swarmed forward.

In an instant, various weapons slashed at Wan Ping'an's head and face with "530".

Wan Pingan dodged easily, and took advantage of the situation to strike back. In an instant, a dozen gangsters who rushed in front of him lay on the ground, holding their stomachs and wailing.

The remaining gangsters were frightened when they saw their companions being beaten into pig heads. They looked at each other and ran away. .

The man in sunglasses saw these gangsters abandoning their helmets and armor and running away in embarrassment, with a ferocious expression on their face. Immediately afterwards, he picked up an iron rod, waved it and rushed towards Wan Ping'an.

"Boy, take your life!"

Wan Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his toes, and rushed forward quickly.

boom!

The moment the two fists collided, a dull sound erupted.

Wan Pingan and the man in sunglasses both took a few steps back.

This result was obviously expected by the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses has a strong fighting ability and is a martial artist. He glanced at Wan Ping'an, with murderous intent deep in his eyes.

"Boy, I admit that you have some skills. However, in my eyes, you are nothing more than that. Today, you will definitely die!" The man in sunglasses said through gritted teeth.

"That's not necessarily the case." Wan Ping'an said with a smile.

"You're looking for death!" The man in sunglasses roared, and he hit Wan Ping'an with an iron bar.

Wan Pingan dodged quickly.

After a while, the two fought several times.

The man in sunglasses became more and more courageous as he fought, and his attacks were fierce and swift.

Wan Ping'an's defense was watertight, and no matter how hard the man in sunglasses tried, he was still unable to break through the line of defense.

Gradually, the man in sunglasses became anxious.

Wan Pingan stood aside with a calm expression, drinking tea leisurely.

boom!

Wan Pingan seized an opportunity and slapped the man in sunglasses on the shoulder, knocking him back a few steps.

The man in sunglasses stabilized his figure and stared at Wan Pingan fiercely.

Wan Ping'an smiled slightly and said slowly: "Do you want to fight again?"

The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wan Ping'an shook his head and said: "Since you have no strength to fight anymore, then kneel down and beg for mercy, so as not to suffer physical pain..."

The man in sunglasses had a gloomy expression.

"It seems you want to be punished." Wan Pingan sighed and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Pingan rushed towards the man in sunglasses.

The eyes in the dark room were rounded, staring at Wan Pingan with anger.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged several moves in an instant.

In every confrontation, Wan Ping'an was able to force the man in sunglasses back.

I don't know how long it took, but the man in sunglasses couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Are you convinced?" Wan Pingan asked playfully with a smile.

The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and said, "You win. Do whatever you want."

"Compensate for medical expenses. In addition, compensate me for some mental damages." Wan Ping'an said calmly.

"It's okay to pay compensation, but as for the mental damage fee of 5.2, that's absolutely impossible!" The man in sunglasses said with a tough attitude.

"Haha, what a coincidence. I didn't expect you to compensate. So..." Wan Ping'an smiled coldly and suddenly slapped the man in sunglasses on the face, knocking him to the ground.

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