Chapter 676

This is forced buying and forced selling!

Moreover, the stall owner is also very familiar. He doesn't dress and dress like people in Qiaogou town. Maybe this is the owner of an outsider who takes advantage of the new year to bully the honest villagers and take advantage of the opportunity.

When Hu Xiaolin was judging the origin of the man, the villagers around him surrounded him in a mess and scolded him: "twenty yuan per gram, a kilogram, how can you not rob him?"

"Yes! The pure wild deer antler sold in Qiaogou town is only 500 yuan a catty. " A woman was speaking at the top of her voice. He also said that he went to shangouzi village a few days ago and bought a kilo, and the boss gave him one or two.

"Who knows the old boy? What village is he from?" Several men with big arms and round waists have thought about beating up the stall owner. There are few people who dare to bully Qiaogou in Qiaogou town who can stand up and go out.

Tang Shi, who saw this scene, also went over, grabbed a few pieces of Velvet Antlers, sniffed them, then threw them into his pocket, and sneered, "how dare you sell them for 20 yuan a gram? Why don't you rob it? "

Seeing Tang poetry alone, without company around, she looks beautiful and charming.

The stall owner, who is thinking about how to frighten the villagers, is happy, so he takes this little girl for an operation! Give her a hard one later! After you beat her away, drive this van and follow her. Find a place where no one's in the car. It's killing two birds with one stone to be able to vent one's anger and have fun at the same time!

Think of here, the stall owner's eyes are green, gnash his teeth and said: "little girl, don't look for trouble! My velvet is pure Wild Sika Deer Velvet bought from the eastern region! If you get in my way, don't blame me for being rude to you. "

Apart from the father of Tang poetry, no one dares to call her Laozi! Tang poetry is hot temper, open mouth then scold: "you this great grandson, how to talk to your grandparents! Today, your mother is not here. If she is here, I have to slap her a few big mouths and ask her how to manage the children! "

Before the middle-aged stall owner could speak, Tang Shi scolded and said, "you don't pee. Look at your frustration. You're not afraid of the wind! What's special? I don't think the quality is good even if it costs 20 yuan a kilo. " With that, he grabbed the velvet antler bag and lifted it.

Middle aged stall owners didn't expect Tang poetry to be so fierce!

Leng for a while just scolded: "I don't kill you today this little girl, calculate you table son raise of life big." With that, he took a dagger out of his arms and rushed up.

At the same time, four big men and two women also walked towards Tang poetry with sticks and short knives, and threatened: "those who want to meddle in their own affairs should weigh up, don't lose their lives in order to show off!"

It's a long story, but it's only a matter of seconds. When Hu Xiaolin reacted, they had already rushed to Tang poetry.

Hu Xiaolin saw pumpkins and wax gourds on the stand next to him. He grabbed a pumpkin and smashed it at a middle-aged woman who raised a stick.

Ah!

The middle-aged woman screamed and fell flat on the ground with her front teeth knocked off. When they saw Hu Xiaolin, the three big men with short knives rushed over at the same time, shouting and swearing: "little bastard, you want to die!"

"Old bastard, you beat me up!" Hu Xiaolin rushed up like a whirlwind, pinched a man's wrist and hit him with a knee! Next, a blow hit another big man on the bridge of the nose.

Great power burst out! The big man's nose collapsed and his blood gushed out.

At that time, the big man with a face full of flesh covered his nose and screamed like a pig. His tears stayed uncontrollably!

Hu Xiaolin almost smashed his nose into his face with this blow.

As soon as he finished the battle, Tang Shi came to him shouting, "Hu Xiaolin, I can't beat them. Please help me quickly."

With this voice, the villagers around are stunned! No wonder the young man in front of him looks familiar. His feelings are Hu Xiaolin in mushroom village.

It's no wonder they didn't recognize it. After all, Peng kuohai, he Feifei, Huang Jinyu and Geng Cuicui were responsible for Hu Xiaolin's sales of new local chickens and pigs. Although he has been there, his stay is very short.

"Young and old men of xiaoteng village, copy guys and kill these dogs!" Two middle-aged men in xiaoteng village took the lead in roaring, grabbed the guys around and surrounded them.

There are several people also shouting: "Xiao Lin, you quickly back, don't hurt."

With these shouts, cuicunpu, dujiazhuang, wujiazhai old and young men rushed up. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged stall owner and his companions were beaten into blood gourds. The two middle-aged women were better. Although they had no blood on their faces and hair, they were all footprints.

The villagers are not merciful in dealing with this kind of guy who is forced to buy, sell and commit crimes.

"You have such a strong appeal here?" Tang poetry with a small mouth open, full of surprise.

"I just found it, too!" Hu Xiaolin replied, then hurried forward two steps, looking at the middle-aged stall owners and other people surrounded by the villagers, said in a loud voice: "Uncle Zhangyi, we Hu Xiaolin, thank you." With that, hold your fist high and send it to the right."It should be." All the old and young men are the same as Hu Xiaolin.

"Xiao Lin, what about these people?" A villager pointed to the middle-aged stall owner, who was shivering on the ground. This guy's mouth is full of blood, and his teeth are knocked off by the villagers.

"Beat to death and pull down!" Tang poetry hates Tao. She was still thinking about the middle-aged stall owner's scolding.

Hu Xiaolin didn't hear! A fight is a small matter, but a half fight can solve it. But if you do, it's a life lawsuit.

While he was thinking about how to deal with it, Wang Xiaoba came in with a few policemen and said in a loud voice, "what's the matter? Call the town hospital! Whoever moves his hand first will stand up. "

"The hands are lying there." Tang poetry points to the middle-aged stall owner.

Wang Xiaoba turned his head and saw Hu Xiaolin standing in the crowd. He quickly said, "brother Xiaolin, what's the situation?"

"Ask the elder sister." Hu Xiaolin pointed to the angry young woman.

"They pit me for money, and they want to buy and sell." The young woman said and handed the price tag of velvet antler to Wang Xiaoba.

Wang Xiaoba took a look, only to find that the front is 20 yuan a Jin, the back is 20 yuan a gram. The difference is tens of times.

Obviously, the purpose of these people here is to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit!

"Send me to the hospital, arrange a few people to watch, their situation stabilizes, and immediately bring them to trial. And those things, take them with me. It's evidence. " Wang Xiaoba quickly arranged the way.

"Police, police comrades, you have to uphold justice for us, they beat us!" The middle-aged stall owner said vaguely.