The second child sneered at Brother Qiang.

"XX, to be honest, that fat guy, I've been putting up with him for a long time."

"How about I go out and play too?"

"Go ahead, brother, some people go too far."

Seeing the second child's eagerness to fight, Brother Qiang agreed. Since they were already doing it anyway, he would just let them have fun.

In the stadium, the already vicious-looking Lao San was slashed on his right cheek, and blood was flowing out. The blood-covered Lao San looked even more ferocious under the dim light. Every time he frowned and made other facial expressions,

It's a bit spine-chilling.

But Brother Fatty was already pinned down to the ground by the third, fourth, fifth, and three others and beaten severely.

Fatty screamed repeatedly, his cheeks on both sides were completely bruised and swollen, his nose was bleeding, and a screwdriver was inserted into his thigh.

I saw the corners of Lao Wu's mouth twisted, his tone cold and scary, and his hands tightly holding the rusty screwdriver and spinning it.

"Uh - I will chop up some of you sooner or later!"

"Fat brother?! Are you feeling comfortable? Hahaha!"

Looking at the second brother walking towards him with a flashlight, the third brother touched the blood on his face and smiled hard, but the pain made the muscles on his face twitch.

"Hi-ha!"

"It hurts!"

"Second brother, how do you think it's better to deal with him?"

The wounds on the third child's face were shocking, and the second child felt a little distressed when he saw it, and he couldn't suppress his anger.

"Damn it, you haven't found your mother-in-law yet, what will you do next!"

"How else to deal with it? Let me do it!"

"Old Four and Old Five, turn this fat pig over."

The second child grabbed the vise directly from the fourth child's hand, and within a few dozen seconds the entire stadium echoed with Fat Brother's screams.

The howl like a slaughtering pig made other people in the stadium palpitate.

Either they were glad that they were not involved in the fight, or they blamed Shen Junwei for leaving, or they lamented the darkness of the world, but no one dared to take a look.

Brother Qiang came out of the conference room with several huge backpacks on his back, which looked heavy.

As he bent over and walked heavily, he noticed that some people were looking at his hands.

Brother Qiang reached out and held up a half-eaten chocolate bar, pointed at everyone and shouted with gritted teeth:

"They're all such sheep!"

"Sooner or later a wolf will appear and eat you all up!"

Some old men who had been sitting around noticed the huge backpack on Brother Qiang's back. At this moment, the "old sheep" couldn't sit still anymore and couldn't help but blame Brother Qiang.

"Unkind thing! You took away everything you collected. What should we do?"

"Can't you leave some for us? You have no parents? Are you going to watch us old bones starve to death?"

Boom, boom, boom!

While accusing Brother Qiang, the crutch in his hand was still tapping on the floor, making a dull tapping sound.

Unexpectedly, Brother Qiang left without looking back after hearing this.

"This world..."

What's wrong with taking away the things I went out with a few brothers to bring back?

Many of them were saved by me with my own blood and sweat. When my brother, the third child, was being beaten, no one stepped forward to help him.

The aggrieved Brother Qiang walked into the dim stadium, looked at the brothers who were throwing themselves at Brother Fat and said.

"Lao Wu, it's almost done. Lao Four, Lao Er, stop it. It's time to go!"

Lao Wu is the only one among the brothers who has read a book. He wears a pair of big and thick black-rimmed glasses.

After looking around with his flashlight, he said to Brother Qiang: "There's no boat, what should I do?"

Brother Qiang: "If we don't have a boat, we'll just swim away. What else can we do?"

Four people: "Okay!"

Brother Qiang's several sworn brothers were very obedient and loyal. They each took a backpack from Brother Qiang's back and carried it on his back.

Lao Wu: “Wow, it’s so heavy!”

I saw them all holding flashlights in their mouths, holding weapons on their waists, and swam out of the stadium one by one.

This strong brother and these good brothers have both fighting ability and cohesion. Now that they have walked out of the stadium, they are naturally destined to live an extraordinary life in this world in the future!

I only hope that they can always maintain their original kindness and inner justice.

Soon after, Shen Junwei had not returned, and a new commotion broke out in the stadium, but this is a story for another day.

…

Less than two kilometers away from the stadium, Fan Ma Yekuang and two people were "destroying the house" after Fan Ma Yekuang finished lighting the fire.

One is holding a screwdriver to dismantle the door, and the other is holding a hatchet to dismantle the bench and bed.

The sound of two other people talking could be heard in the living room.

As a big fire was burning in the living room, Zhang Juyan and Chen Jie were not only baking their men's clothes inside, but also grilling on the burnt charcoal.

I don't know where Fan Ma and Chen Jie got the chicken and fish. They roasted them until they were browned on the charcoal. Chen Jie used a knife to cut the chicken and sprinkled it with various spices.

The fragrance spreads ten miles away!

During this process, Chen Jie was very busy with her hands and never stopped talking.

Chen Jie:

"Your husband is fairer than mine, but not as strong as mine..."

"Let me tell you, this grilled chicken is not like grilled fish. We have to first...then..."

"Sister Zhang, when do you plan to have a baby?"

"..."

Zhang Juyan:

"Hmm...right...ok."

"You're right, I think so too."

During the process of baking clothes, Chen Jie kept talking non-stop. Zhang Juyan didn't even bother to refute her relationship with Ye Kuang, she just complained secretly in her heart.

"Why is this woman so talkative? I'm convinced."

This Chen Jie looks very tall, with a convex front and back, and a round face with a ponytail that looks more like a glutinous rice ball. The only drawback is that her face is a bit yellow, which is exactly the same as Fan Ma's skin color.

Compared to Zhang Juyan, she was much fairer, but she was already drowsy at the moment, because she was not fully recovered from her illness. Chen Jie also noticed her abnormality and hurriedly supported her to prevent her hair from being accidentally burned by the fire.

On the water outside the window, Ye Kuang squatted on a huge billboard and looked at Fan Ma on the water.

The two of them looked at the wood at each other's feet, both looking down on each other, and asked each other.

Ye Kuang: "Is there a rope?"

Fan Ma: "Are there any nails?"

The two of them said in unison: "Yes!"

The two people who reached an agreement to exchange supplies quickly started busy building boats in the water.

It was said that there were two people. In fact, one person directed the other person to do it. Because Ye Kuang was injured on his back, he did not go into the water. He just held a flashlight and held a big umbrella and watched Fan Ma knock on it.

While providing light, Ye Kuang also stepped on the freshly sharpened watermelon knife. The warning was something that should never be forgotten.

Today is different from the past, and there is no room for carelessness.

Looking at Fan Ma Yekuang who was moving freely in the water, he felt a little puzzled.

Are all people these days that good at swimming?

Ye Kuang squatted on the billboard while watching Fan Ma work while enjoying the cool and moist breeze blowing from the water.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a moving figure.

That was Zhang Juyan sitting on the sofa drinking hot water. Her waist-length straight black hair was finally no longer wet. A pair of almond-shaped eyes appeared on her charming face. She was obviously in a much improved condition. She was holding a cup.

Smiling, she looked at Chen Jie, who was sitting beside her and roasting chicken seriously.

This scene is so harmonious. If the sky is no longer dark and the flood subsides, maybe these people Ye Kuang can be friends with each other for a lifetime.

But God, I don’t always follow people’s wishes, and all my wishes come true are always just verbal blessings.
Chapter completed!