"What do you think? I have more people than you. I don't believe you can do anything to me. Come on, brothers, fight!" As soon as Er Laizi finished his words, a large group of people rushed towards Zhang Jianjun with hoes and shovels.

"Jingru, get back quickly!" Zhang Jianjun kicked Erlaizi in the crotch with a kick, leaving him with nothing.

Without waiting for Er Laizi to scream, Zhang Jianjun picked up Er Laizi and used him as a humanoid weapon, smashing him at the other scoundrels!

"Fuck! This guy is so strong! Don't worry about him for now. Come on, some people will capture his father-in-law and daughter-in-law and threaten him to give us the money." A smart man in the crowd shouted loudly.

"Hehe, what a good idea! If we can't handle him, can't we handle his wife?" Another man chased Qin Jingru with a hoe in his hand with a wicked smile on his face.

"Damn it! You are looking for death! Dad, you go away, let me take this." Zhang Jianjun was almost mad with anger. He picked up the hoe on the ground and stood in front of everyone alone, with the momentum of one man blocking the pass from ten thousand.

Everyone present was really frightened by Zhang Jianjun. They just stood there and no one dared to make any rash moves.

"Jianjun, can you do it alone? How about I help you?" Qin's father stood aside and asked with concern.

"No need! Go back to the house and bandage the wound on your head. I can handle these people by myself." Zhang Jianjun said without turning his head.

"Okay! Be careful!" Father Qin gritted his teeth, helped the village chief up, and turned to leave.

The guests present saw that a fight was about to break out and moved away for fear of being affected. No one was willing to come forward to help Zhang Jianjun, they all stayed away and watched coldly.

"What the hell are you afraid of? He's only one person, so all of you come at me, and I'll reward you handsomely when we're done!" Er Laizi lay on the ground and took out twenty ten-dollar bills.

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward. These people had never seen so much money in their lives. Considering the price of pork at that time was fifty cents, two hundred yuan was really a huge sum of money.

Seeing that Er Laizi dared to speak, Zhang Jianjun immediately hit him on the head with a hoe. Blood spurted out immediately, splashing all over the faces of the people around him.

"Come over here if you are not afraid of death!" Zhang Jianjun, holding a hoe, looked as cool and handsome as Zhao Zilong in ancient times, and took the head of Er Laizi among thousands of people.

"Wow! So handsome! I really envy Qin Jingru for marrying a handsome and rich man. When can we find such an outstanding husband?" Many unmarried girls who were watching stared at Zhang Jianjun's back with infatuated looks on their faces.

"What are you afraid of? We have more people, and this kid has even more money on him. And the wedding suit he's wearing looks very valuable, with a dragon embroidered on it." said one of the villagers.

As this sentence fell, other villagers also echoed: "Yes, his clothes must be very valuable, let's take them off and sell them for money."

"That's right, we can't let this guy get away, we must catch him." The villagers stared at Zhang Jianjun greedily, their eyes flashing with greed. They were just a group of ordinary farmers, but under the temptation of money, they became crazy.

As long as there was one person taking the lead, the rest of the people seemed to have found a backbone, holding shovels and hoes, and all rushed towards Zhang Jianjun. Their actions were rude and barbaric, and they didn't care about the consequences at all. For a moment, the scene became chaotic.

"Okay! Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me." Zhang Jianjun's eyes widened with anger. He decided not to hold back. After all, he was acting in self-defense, and so many people were watching. He believed that the law would be on his side.

You must not underestimate the hoe and shovel. If you must talk about the lethality, the hoe is very powerful. If it hits the head, if you are lucky enough not to die, you will have a crooked mouth and drooling eyes. These farm tools should be tools for labor, but now they have become weapons of violence. They are waving in the air, making a whirring sound, which makes people shudder.

Soon Zhang Jianjun was fighting with more than 20 hooligans. He dodged the attacks flexibly and fought back with his own skills. When his hoe broke, he used his fists. In short, he just wanted to do it!

His fists rained down on the scoundrels, making them scream. However, the scoundrels did not retreat, but rushed towards Zhang Jianjun more fiercely. They kept hitting Zhang Jianjun with hoes and shovels in their hands, trying to knock him to the ground.

But even though his clothes were torn, his body was not injured at all. His skin seemed as hard as steel, and no matter how hard he was hit, it could not hurt him.

Zhang Jianjun was secretly delighted. It seemed that the Bodhi Pill not only enhanced his strength, but also improved his defense. In addition, he had already cultivated to the third level of the Body Refining Technique. The hoe and shovel hitting him were almost like a massage.

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