"What are you doing? Why don't we build roads? " When Zhang Youhu saw the accident here, he quickly put down his work and ran over to ask.

"Why? That's it Ma Yong slapped Zhang Youhu in the face, and the thugs behind him threatened the workers with steel pipe machetes.

Zhang Youhu was slapped, and the workers who followed him to dinner all came up and almost started to fight with the thugs. Zhang Youhu stops the workers from doing anything. The workers eat by working, and these thugs eat by making trouble. If they get into trouble, they can't have a safe life to work.

"Well, you're smart! Who dares to work again? I'll cut him to death! " Ma Yong saw that Zhang Youhu did not dare to do it. With a proud wave of his hand, he took more than 20 thugs to the village. Ma Yong has been living in the city with his cousin in recent months. His cousin is a big jerk in the city and a thug of a sand quarry owner in the city. After mixing for several months, Ma Yong felt that he was also a character and didn't pay attention to anyone in Xiaowan village.

Ma Yong rushed to the small kitchen with people. Zhang Youhu called Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui had to deal with the matter.

"What about the rich boy? Lao Tzu's coming scared him away? " Ma Yong with more than 20 beaters rushed into the small kitchen, kicked over a table and asked Zhao Hongqi, who was washing rabbit meat.

"Wealth has not come back, you kick my table again, I'll chop you to death!" Zhao Hongqi stood up with a bloody pig knife in his hand, which made Ma Yong shrink his neck and step on the feet of the table.

"Let's go!" Just at this time, Zhao Fugui's voice sounded outside the yard. Zhao Fugui pushed aside the two thugs and came back from outside the yard.

"Damn it, little shriveled calf dares to push me, I'll chop you to death!" Zhao Fugui pushes away a gangster with moxigan's head and quit immediately. He cuts Zhao Fugui with a knife.

"Pa!" Zhao Fugui slapped the little gangster in the face with his backhand, and directly pulled him out. He spat out a few teeth and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Don't do it. I'm from the same village as Fugui. When I was a child, I played together. What's the matter with swords and guns?" Seeing that Zhao Fugui is so fierce, Ma Yong immediately stops the little gangster who wants to start. When he came here, Ma Yong thought he was very strong. With so many people, who dare not give him face in Xiaowan village? When he saw Zhao Fugui, Ma Yong suddenly remembered that he was the one who could fight against the boar. He was just about to start a fight. Today, it might be a bit troublesome.

Ma Yong doesn't care whether Xiaowan village will build roads or not. His father is not the head of the village. He wants to get some money this time. If Zhao Fugui hurts several people, he can't afford the medical expenses.

"Ma Yong, what are you doing in my house? You want to stop me from building the road? " Zhao Fugui stares at Ma Yong and asks. Ma Yong, Zhao Fugui, is not really in the eye. This little gangster is a fart.

"No, it's a good thing to build roads in the village. However, I'm not working on gravel and cement recently. You have to take care of your own business in a village, right Ma Yong said.

"Sand and stone cement is made by the engineering team, but if you give me a reasonable price, I can buy it from you!" Zhao Fugui thought about it and said that in order to make the project go smoothly, it's OK to buy some engineering materials from Ma Yong.

"Wealth, cheerfulness. I've calculated that if you want to build this road, add up the cement, sand and stone. If we are a village, I won't ask you for more money, you can give us 600000 yuan! " Ma Yong said.

"600000? Why don't you rob it? " Zhao Fugui's face became angry. Zhang Youhu and steel only need 300000 yuan, while Ma Yong only needs 600000 yuan for cement and gravel. Isn't that a bully?

"Richness, what do you mean? We are all from the countryside. I'll talk to you well. The supply of sand and stone in the city is handled by my elder brother. Do you want to be shameless? Do you believe that I can't build your road? " Ma yongmeng slapped the table and yelled angrily.

"Big brother, don't talk to this boy, just cut him down, and see if he dares not to give money!" A younger brother behind Ma Yong yelled.

"This guy looks like a bear. He really thinks he's a character, big brother. Cut him down!" Another little brother also said.

"Zhao Fugui, I'll ask you for the last time, do you want to buy this sand and stone cement or not? Fellow villagers, don't say I won't give you a chance! " Ma Yong's face was also gloomy and asked coldly.

"Ma Yong, what are you trying to do with me? I tell you, you can't make any money from me. It's not enough for you to plug my teeth. Let's go together! " Zhao Fugui "Hula" stood up and said with disdain.

"Zhao Fugui, you don't want to be shameful, do you? OK, I'll cut you first. Then, brothers, give it to me, and I'll cut him down! " As soon as Ma Yong's face changed, he waved his hand fiercely, and his younger brother immediately rushed to Zhao Fugui.

As soon as Zhao Fugui's face was cold, he strode forward, kicked the little gangster in the front with one foot, slapped the other gangster's face with one backhand, and turned over two gangsters in an instant. Zhao Fugui is no longer Zhao Fugui a month ago. Recently, he drank Lingquan water every day and practiced Taiping Daojing. He is as strong as King Kong. These little gangsters are no match for Zhao Fugui.A minute later, the yard of the small kitchen in the farmer's house was full of small gangsters. The only one who could stand was Ma Yong. Ma Yong's face was pale and his legs were shaking. Zhao Fugui came to him. Ma Yong's legs softened and he knelt down.

"Brother Fugui, don't beat me. I won't sell cement and sand. Please forgive me Frightened, Ma Yong quickly bows to Zhao Fugui and pleads.

"It turned out to be Ma Yong, a useless bastard. He dares not to let the village build roads. I'll be the first to let him go!" Hearing the news, villagers also gathered around and pointed to Ma Yong's breach.

"Ma has money. He doesn't take care of his son. This guy comes back to bully us with outsiders. He's a fart as the village head!"

Ma Qianqian, who shrank behind the crowd, heard the scolding and saw that his son was so useless that he didn't dare to make a sound. He ran away quietly. He was really a coward as the village head.

"The road building wheel in Xiaowan village can't be controlled by you. Ma Yong, I tell you, if you dare to come again next time, I'll break your leg! " Zhao Fugui snorted coldly and threw Ma Yong out of the yard with his neck.

Villagers throw all kinds of rotten eggs and vegetables at these guys. Ma Yong and a group of little gangsters run away with their heads in their arms.