Chapter 725
: Two Fierce Old Brothers
Chapter 725: Two Fierce Old Brothers
It is said that the nerves on the human tongue are the most complex and sensitive, so humans can taste sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors.
If you bite your tongue accidentally, a light bite will only give you a momentary shock and make you very awake.
But if the bite covers a large area, it will cause direct pain and paralysis, and the person will enter a state of blurred consciousness.
So Wang An’s first punch actually made this kid question his life.
As for Wang An's subsequent punches, it seemed that the boy did not feel any pain.
Anyway, after Wang An hit him with a few punches, the guy collapsed like a dead dog.
Wang An's movements were extremely fast, so not only did Wang Dazhui, Wang Daliang and the other two fail to react, but even the person next to this boy failed to react either.
By the time these people reacted, Wang An had already let go of his hand, and the boy fell to the ground, his screams turning into "humphs".
The reason why Wang An let go was not because he had fought enough or was tired, but because Wang An found that the workers from the cement factory were running over.
At this time, Wang Dazhu shouted anxiously:
"Xiao An, why do you just start fighting as soon as you say so? How can you do things like that?"
As he spoke, Wang Dazhu reached into his pocket.
Then, Wang Dazhu said:
"You and Lao Wu should leave immediately. Don't stay here. Hurry up."
Wang Daliang also immediately advised:
"Yeah, Xiao An, we are still in someone else's territory. Well, your father is right. You and Lao Wu should go first. Your father and I will talk to them."
As he spoke, Wang Daliang pulled out a sharp knife from his waist.
This invasive knife is slightly smaller than the normal invasive knife, but the most amazing thing is that it has a leather scabbard.
It’s just that the sewing of this scabbard is not very beautiful, and it looks quite shabby.
The reason why it is magical is that the Qindao is like a kitchen knife. As a commonly used knife in Northeast China, it has no sheath.
After Wang Daliang took out the knife, he saw Wang Dazhu had already taken out the Type 54 rifle.
Wang An noticed the actions of the two old brothers and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.
To be frank, the performance of these two old brothers at this time can be said to be quite serious and vigorous.
Fortunately, Wang Dazhu pulled the slide, loaded the Type 54 bullet into the chamber, paused, turned off the safety, and put the Type back into his pocket.
Obviously, Wang Dazhu suddenly realized that guns, especially pistols, are better not to be displayed easily.
Although Wang Dazhu's movements were very fast, they were still seen by people who were slightly taller and the workers who ran over.
I have to say, it was still very strange at this time, if you carried a rifle, people would think it was normal.
Because the Lesser Khingan Mountains have always been a hunting area in this era, basically every village has a spear.
The most important thing is that the supply and marketing cooperatives only sell long guns, so people basically turn a blind eye to long guns.
But if you hold a pistol, it's a different story.
First of all, you can’t buy a pistol just because you want to. You need connections, you need to find someone, and you need to find the right person.
Secondly, China encourages hunting, not killing. Pistols are fine for self-defense, but they cannot be used for hunting.
Finally, and most importantly, who would be a good person if they had a gun? They would definitely kill you without hesitation. So, when the workers who were running over saw the Type 54 in Wang Dazhu's hand, they immediately stopped.
The slightly taller man in front of Wang An and the others also shut up and held back what he wanted to say.
At this time, Wang An pointed at a man who had just run past and shouted very loudly:
"You, you, go find your factory director for me, you idiot."
The man pointed at himself and asked in surprise:
"You, are you talking about me?"
Wang An roared again:
"I'm talking about you, quick-witted."
Wang An had no good feelings towards these people, because he saw why they ran over and why they suddenly stopped.
If they hadn't been intimidated by the Type 54 in Dad's hand, they would most likely have taken action by now.
Of course, Wang An also had a Type 54 rifle on him, but Wang An felt that in a small situation like this, it would be a bit unnecessary to pull out the gun.
After Wang An finished yelling, Wang Dazhu shouted anxiously again:
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"Xiao An, why didn't you leave when I told you to? Will you get any consequences if you call the factory director out?"
Wang Daliang also said anxiously:
"Well, you beat him up like this, and you're still waiting for him to punish you? Listen to me and take Lao Wu away."
Upon hearing this, Wang An smiled and said to the two fierce old brothers:
"This is just a small scene. Don't worry, it's all right."
At this time, someone among the workers whispered:
"Why do I think that boy looks like the crazy guy in the county?"
The distance was not far, and there was no roar of machines in the factory, so although the man's voice was low, it was clearly heard by Wang An and others.
However, although Wang An heard it, he did not care. He could not stop them from speaking. Besides, they were still useful to Wang An.
After this worker finished speaking, another worker lowered his head, not wanting others to see him, mainly not wanting Wang An to see his mouth moving, and said:
"It's him. I was so dumbfounded when I came here just now. If I had known it was him, I wouldn't have come here. Damn, this time I'm screwed."
To put it bluntly, Wang An never expected that his nickname of "big madman" was known not only by the workers in the forest farm, but also by the workers in the cement factory.
Damn it!
I have to say, this county town is really damn small!
Fortunately, in 83 of my previous life, I was following a visitor. Otherwise, with my reputation, that big cleaning machine would definitely treat me as garbage and clean me up.
To be honest, this is really a bit troublesome. I haven't appeared in the gang circle for more than half a year, but the word "big madman" always pops up from time to time.
Fortunately, Wang An thought of his awesome godfather, and suddenly he felt that there was nothing to worry about.
The third worker lowered his head and said in a low voice without caring:
"I'm fine. We didn't do anything. At most, we'll get beaten up. How can he kill us all?"
You know what, this kid has a pretty decent mentality. Just look at what he said, how calm and frank he is.
Just then, someone came out from the office.
(End of this chapter)