Chapter 25

"Looks like someone!" a man looked back and suddenly shouted.

"Shua!"

The light of the flashlight shone out from the outside. An old man, tall and straight, dressed in greasy clothes, with a wine pot hanging around his waist, frowned and walked in.

His hair is gray, his legs are dressed in military green suspenders, standing in front of the door, his cheeks are full of wrinkles and his face glances at binzi expressionless.

"Dad... Help me!" Yang Song shouted when he saw the old man.

"What are you doing?" the old man swept the people in front of him, pondered for a while, and then asked like a loud bell.

"Old leather shoes boss, who are you? What does it have to do with you?" bin Zi stretched his neck and asked.

"What you fucking pinched in your hand is my son. You're in my house now. What do you say has anything to do with me?" the old man replied with a jerk in the corner of his mouth.

Binzi was stunned and loosened his grip on Yang Song. They came to us today. At this time, binzi didn't want to have more accidents, so he smiled and looked at the old man and said, "Sir, we're here to find some people today. Please forgive me for offending!"

"People are in my house. If you meet them, you can't ignore them. If they stay, you can go!" Yang Song's father twitched at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand in a crisp tone.

"How old are you a JB? You take care of a JB. Don't fucking get involved and roll the calf!" another young man stepped up to Yang Song's father and stretched out his hand to push it!

"Pa!"

Yang Song's father grabbed the young man's wrist with his left hand like a pair of pliers, then broke it down, pointed to his nose and asked, "you don't have parents? You talk to me like that!"

"Old leather shoes head, you loosen me!" the young man bared his teeth in pain and shouted.

"Stay! Get out!" Yang Song's father frowned and pushed the young man away, then looked up and shouted at binzi.

"Fuck your mother...!" the young man was so angry that he was about to hit him with his fist.

"Pa!"

Yang Song's father grabbed the young man's wrist again with the same posture and technique, then followed by a big mouth and asked in a thick voice, "little rabbit, you are also a mixed society! That's what your big brother taught you?"

"You son of a B, are you finished? What are you going to do?" binzi was angry at this time. He walked forward, shook his knife and asked, "I'm old. My head is hard to use, isn't it? Do you know what this is?"

"...!" Yang Song's father said nothing.

"Take him away, go back and talk, hurry up!" binzi angrily scolded the people.

"Hula!"

Seven or eight people surrounded in an instant.

"You said you were so old. What are you doing with this?"

"Hurry up, fuck you, don't let me drag you!"

These people went to Yang Song's father, picked up the rope, and then pulled it down and urged it.

"Loosen me!"

"Loose JB!"

"Bang, bang!"

Yang Song's father punched back at the young man's neck. He staggered back.

"Fuck your mother, fuck him!"

The young man stepped back and shouted directly.

At the same time, Yang Song's father turned and ran into the inner room. When he came out, he hid an old *!

Since the original government management was not strict, such * is still common in rural areas of Northeast China. When I was a child, I had two in my family, but they were used by adults for hunting. Later, the government was strict, and most of the shotguns were taken away. Unexpectedly, I saw this kind of shotgun at Yang Song's house today.

"Pa pa...!"

"Old B raised, you dare to play with a gun!" binzi took out the knife again.

"Say again, if people stay, you roll the calf for me!" Yang Song's father said, gritting his teeth.

"What can you do if I don't get out?"

"I can kill you!" Yang Song's father's voice was as penetrating as ever.

"You brag B...!"

"Kang!"

A gunshot, gunfire suddenly appeared, pulling the old man!

"Poop!"

After the gunshot, binzi fell directly to the ground!

The group of people behind binzi were shocked and looked at Yang Song's father. Even we didn't expect that he dared to really shoot!

The huge gunshot made my ears buzzing. This was the first time I saw shooting people in my life. I thought Yang Song's father took the gun just to scare binzi and them. Unexpectedly, he really shot.

Whether from Yang Song's father's skilled shooting action or his calm expression, I can feel that this is not his first shot!

"Just you motherfuckers who don't have all the hair. When I get rid of violence and live in peace, you still have a basket when you cross the threshold! If I were 20 years younger, I would fuck you with one hand!"

"Don't hurry!" Yang Song's father stared at the tiger, and his voice was very shocking.

After the people reacted, they quickly raised binzi, who was lying on the ground with blood in his thigh and crying with tears in his heart and lungs, and fled in a hurry!

"Dad!" when Yang Song saw the man leaving, he came to the old man with tears and shouted softly.

"Pa"

"Get all the worthless things away!"

Yang Song's father threw his mouth on Yang Song's face, then turned around and pointed at us, hummed coldly and left the house.

Yang Song stood in place with tears in his eyes and watched his father leave the yard step by step.

"Let's go... They'll come back later..." Yang Song wiped his tears with his sleeve and said as he untied the rope for us.

"Man, I'm sorry to bring you so much trouble..." I looked at the clearly visible palm print on Yang Song's face and said with some embarrassment.

"It's all right, my father is that temper..." Yang songleng looked at me and replied.

"Thank your father for me..." I patted Yang Song on the shoulder. I didn't know what to say. After all, we brought so much trouble to his family.

"Hehe, you can't ignore it when you catch up..."

"When we're all right, come back and thank your father..." Liu Rui moved his purple wrist strangled by the rope and said to Yang Song sincerely.

"Elder brother, don't come. Pull it down. It's no good to meet you. I don't want to see you in my life. I almost didn't get strangled just now. Don't come. I beg you...". As soon as Yang Song listened to Liu Rui's words, he immediately became excited and roared at us.

Seeing Yang song like this, I was relieved. It showed that he had slowed down from what happened just now and was not really angry.

"Er... It hurts your feelings to say that..." Liu Rui wiped his saliva on his face and said awkwardly.

"By the way, I'm almost strangled. You don't compensate me for some medical expenses, mental loss expenses or something!"

"You're courageous. If you ask for money, you'll lower your grade. Now you advocate spiritual encouragement. I'll send you a banner in two days. Do you think it's ok..." Liu Rui muttered at us as he spoke.

When Meng Liang and Yuan Yuan saw Liu Rui's eyes, we immediately understood and quietly moved to the door.

"Don't give it if you're brave... Shit... Why is there no one!" Yang Song looked up and found that we had already run out of the house.

"Shit, these white eyed wolves don't give any medical expenses. Bai fucking saved..."

Yang Song chased outside the door and found that we had disappeared. He stamped his feet and scolded.