Chapter 3: Fanning Away Until Teeth Fall Out
The young man quickly walked towards the pond, those five bastards were about to climb ashore, go ask them first!
At this time, he felt his legs and feet a bit sore and numb, as if he had overexerted himself. Just now, he had only kicked out three kicks, how could he be exhausted? He could kick a hundred-pound sandbag for an hour continuously.
The young man looked down and found that he was wearing a sky blue pants, made of unknown material, not silk or satin, but somewhat like silk and satin, making a "rustling" sound when walking, and it felt comfortable to wear. The top was sky blue with some white stripes inside, with extremely fine stitches. This set of clothes should be quite valuable, right?
It's strange that there are no buttons on the whole body, waistband, cuffs and trouser legs inside should be elastic bands. What kind of dress is this? Why not sew buttons?
Ma Lao Si didn't jump out too far after all, and after drinking two mouthfuls of water, he swam back. The dog was very obedient. As soon as he climbed ashore, he saw the young man's two legs, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to move again, and called out in a trembling voice, "Shunzi, Shunzi Ge!"
Everyone calls me Shunzi, am I really a Shunzi?
The young man squatted down and patted Ma Lao Si's face with a gentle and amiable expression, looking somewhat like he was eager to learn and not ashamed to ask questions. "Qí Rè" chapter updates the fastest.
"Are you calling me Shunzi Ge?"
Ma Lao Si clearly saw the killing intent, and it was as terrifying as it seemed. It seemed that this person could easily pinch him to death with just two fingers. His whole body trembled, and he quickly changed his words, "Shunzi Ge! No, Shunzi Shu, Shunzi Ye, I was wrong!"
It's not easy to win people over with virtue!
The young man had no choice but to slap him, and Ma Lao Si's half face immediately went numb, two teeth flew out far away. Two more molars also fell out, but didn't fly out. Ma Lao Si struggled to swallow the two molars into his stomach, mumbling unclearly, "I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"What's your name?" the young man asked, thinking that he should speak nicely now.
Ma Youzhi.
As expected, Ma Lao Si lowered his head and answered the questions honestly. In his heart, he thought, "Why am I so unlucky? Why couldn't I just stay in the pond for a while longer? The water isn't even that cold, but I had to be the first one to climb out and get beaten up." Nima asked me what my name was, do you think you're interrogating someone for the government or something?
"Look up, am I being treated like this by you?"
The young man gave another slap, and the smile on his face grew thicker. However, this time he used less force, still wanting to ask the fellow questions, didn't want to knock him out. Ma Lao Si hurriedly lifted his head, making an effort to squeeze out a smiling face.
"What's my name?"
"Ah? You're calling Yu Gen Shun."
Ma Lao Si adjusted his body into a standard kneeling position, with both hands on the ground and his face upturned. He thought to himself, "How can this bastard be so bullying? Asking someone what they're called..."
"Great!"
The young man slapped another slap. This time he hit his left cheek, and his right cheek was swollen too high to make a sound. Moreover, his palm seemed a bit numb, so he used the back of his hand to slap him instead. His body really had some problems, not agile, kicking people's legs were numb, slapping people's hands were also numb.
Ma Lao Si knelt there, not daring to move, thinking "Damn it, you're also hitting..."
The reason why the young man hit him is that this bastard's name sounds better than mine! Yu Gen Shun? Who gave me such a name?!
It's okay, at least they didn't change my surname. I'll just go with it for now, but it's really a bit embarrassing! I'm the great leader after all.
"What are they called?" Yu Gen Shun pointed at Ma Changfu and his three other sons.
Ma Changfu and his son had just climbed ashore when they saw Ma Lao Si kneeling there being slapped, these four didn't dare move. A stout man with a big waist flew out more than ten meters in the air, still three times in a row! Could it be that this bastard was possessed by Master Hu? Great luck and great benefit, nothing is forbidden...
"My father is Village Director Ma Changfu, my elder brother is Ma Youren, my second elder brother is Ma Youyi, and my third elder brother is Ma Youli."
Yu Gen Shun looked at the four of them with a smile that was not quite a smile. Clearly younger than Xiao Gui Zi, what kind of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom is this!
He wasn't very clear about what had happened earlier, but he did see his sister get hit. Who dares to hit my sister? I've lost count of the lives in my hands, not to mention these few! Yu Gen Shun turned around and saw that his sister had already helped the two old men into the grass hut, which was a bit dilapidated.
"You four, divide into two groups, fight among yourselves."
Yu Gen Shun's words were understated, but carried a kind of contempt for life, like an invisible murderous aura shrouding Ma Chang Fu and his son. Ma Chang Fu and his son simultaneously fell into a cold war, Ni Ma, it's already summer, the pool water is still so cold...
Ma Lao Da was still a bit stunned, but Ma Chang Fu's slap had already come over. The village director who spanned the century understood the leader's intention and insisted on being faster! In fact, Ma Lao Da hadn't been spared his father's slaps, but they were all many years ago. This time he was so wronged that he couldn't help but glare at his old man with hatred.
"Brush your teeth until they drop out!" Yu Gen Shun added.
Ma Lao Da finally understood and immediately slapped him back, slapping Ma Chang Fu almost to the ground. It's strange, slapping his own father, why does he still feel a little cool about it?
Ma Changfu felt displeased in his heart. He thought to himself, "Damn it, you little brat, have you been wanting to hit me for a long time?" I let you slap! You dare to slap me again! Ma Changfu gritted his teeth and straightened his body, slapping him back with even more force this time.
On one side, Ma Lao Er was hanging a child with one hand, but the other hand was still usable, and he couldn't help but fight with Ma Lao San.
At first, the two brothers didn't use too much force, after a few rounds, both of their arms were swinging wildly, staring at each other fiercely. Damn it, you hit me so hard! I let you hit me, I let you hit me!
On one side are the father and son who went into battle together, on the other side are the sworn brothers who fought against each other.
This time Ma Lao Si is no longer resentful, everyone shares a bit of the burden, this bastard only faces me alone, what great pressure! Anyway, my task of losing teeth has been completed.
The four of them opened their formation, fanning out with a "crackling" sound, but Yu Gen Shun didn't have the heart to care about them. Letting them fan each other's ears, apart from humiliation and punishment, there was another reason - he didn't want others to hear his question.
How could I have called Yu Gen Shun? What happened here after all? Where can I find Yu Nu? Are my brothers still alive? Where did the little devils go?
Watching the sunset, a wry smile appeared on Yu Gen's lips. For a moment, he felt weak all over his body.
"Brother, sit down and fight!"
My sister's voice is crisp and sweet. She moved over two cushions, carefully stuffing one under her brother's butt. Yu Gen sat down smoothly, it's really great to have a sister like that. Sitting and hitting? My sister is a bit violent!
In such a short time, my sister had already changed her clothes and tied up her hair in a ponytail, looking very neat and tidy. This outfit didn't have any buttons either, the top was still open, with a plain white blouse underneath.
Another mat is not for Ma Lao Si to sit and get beaten. The younger sister leaned against her brother, sat down, leaned on her brother's body, arched several times, and finally found a comfortable posture. Watching the excitement can't be tiring oneself, right?