The Mightiest Little Peasant

Feng Jun sat on the ground, his face clouded.

He still couldn't believe that he was beaten by a farmer in a mountain village, and he was slapped with two slaps.

"Beating!"

The matchmaker screamed.

Among the group of people, there were many young people who came with Feng Jun, all rushing towards this side with anger on their faces.

"What are you doing, want to bully Xiaohao?"

The villagers were immediately indignant.

Who is Xiaohao? That is the benefactor in the village. He built a road for the village. In the future, he will establish a planting base to help the village develop. It can be said that it is the hope of Longshi Village. How can they tolerate outsiders bullying Xiaohao.

The villagers picked up the guys one by one nearby and surrounded them.

The group of people almost scared their urine when they saw the posture, and their faces were pale.

They are such a bit of people, they really want to fight, and were suddenly overwhelmed by this crowd of people.

"You... you mob, shameless mob, what do you want to do?" The matchmaker screamed.

Tang Hao smiled coldly and strode forward.

"You... what do you want to do?" The matchmaker couldn't help but step back, her face pale with fright.

"What are you doing? Isn't that obvious? Of course it hit you!" Tang Hao coldly slapped him.

Snapped!

This palm, fanned on the matchmaker's left cheek.

With a cry of pain, she stumbled back, and the cheek on the left suddenly became red and swollen.

"You...you...you dare to hit me!" The matchmaker's expression was distorted, screaming wildly.

"Why don't I dare to hit you, your mouth is so cheap, don't fix it." Tang Hao sneered, stepped forward, and slapped again.

Snapped!

This palm, fanned on the other cheek.

The matchmaker fell out, sat down on the ground, her hair was scattered, her cheeks were red and swollen, and she looked very embarrassed.

The people from the Gao family stood there stunned, stunned.

Some of them don’t understand it. Okay, things have become like this. Who is this guy?It’s not very young, how can you be so arrogant, just hit your hand!

"You, you...you stinky peasant, you are dead! I tell you, you are dead! I want to call the police, let the police arrest you, and let you lose everything."

With the help of others, Feng Jun stood up and pointed to Tang Hao, roaring like crazy.

"And you, you mob, you can't get rid of it!" He said, pointing to the villagers around him.

After he finished speaking, he grinned hard and took out the phone in his pocket.

"Now, I'm going to call!" Feng Jun shouted, waving his mobile phone.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "You are fighting! Idiot!"

Feng Jun almost burst his lungs when he heard it.

This stupid boy is simply too arrogant and awful!How could he swallow this breath without killing the kid?

"Okay! I'll call now!" He grinned and called the police station in the town.

"Hey! I want to call the police and send someone to Longshi Village. There is a mob here. I was beaten by him. Come and catch him!" Feng Jun shouted excitedly.

On the other end of the phone, the police officer picked up and was about to ask in detail. Suddenly, "Is Longshi Village?"

"Yes, it's Longshi Village, the Longshi Village where the birds don't shit! It's worthy of the backcountry, and some mobs are cleared!" Feng Jundao.

The police officer's heart tightened, but he knew that the last director was just because he went to Longshi Village and provokes people who shouldn't provoke him.

The newly-appointed director also specifically told the people in the office that he should take special care of the Longshi Village, and pay special attention to a person named Tang Hao.

There was an unknown hunch in the police officer's heart and asked, "What's the name of the beating man?"

Feng Jundao: "This... I don't know very well, it's just hitting someone, you're sending someone soon! Oh! By the way, what is called Hao, and he's not very old."

After receiving the police officer, cold sweat instantly came down.

God!It really is that Tang Hao, he can't control this matter, he dare not control it.

He wiped his sweat and said, "Hey! Why is there no sound, oops, there must be something wrong with the phone line, someone has to fix it." He shouted pretendingly, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Feng Jun was stupefied there, and he looked dumbfounded again.

What's wrong with him?

What is this policeman doing!The phone is clear, what's wrong!

He froze for a while, and then the reaction came. The policeman was clearly afraid. After hearing the man's name, he was afraid and hung up in a hurry.

But isn't this just a farmer in a mountain village, how can he scare a policeman like this?

Wait, the police can be scared like this. Is this farmer a super brutal mob, even the police have no choice?

Thinking of this, Feng Jun trembled and shivered.

"Ying'er, have you seen it? The people here are all a mob, even mobs that the police dare not manage. If you marry here, it will be miserable. Come with me!"

Feng Jun rushed to Gao Ying, anxiously.

Tang Hao kicked him off with a kick, "What mob, this kind of thing we don't have in Longshi Village, our Longshi Village has always had a simple folk style."

Hearing this, Feng Jun and the matchmaker almost vomited blood.

When you stretch your hand, you slap people. This is also called simple folk style?

Tang Hao punched Shi Dazhu and Gao Ying smiled and said, "Brother Dazhu and sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll solve it for you, isn't it just a gift, I'll give it to you, it's a gift for both of you ."

"Xiaohao, this...how did this happen." Shi Dazhu said urgently.

Uncle and aunt also anxiously said: "Xiaohao, this is not possible, how can you come out."

"It's all right!" Tang Hao waved.

At that moment, Feng Jun sneered, "Yo! Not bad breath! Just one farmer, can you get 100,000, really a joke."

"Small meaning! However, how much is enough for one hundred thousand, you have a half a million, right, then I'll make a 800,000, but if it doesn't work, just come a million," Tang Hao said.

Suddenly, Feng Jun was stunned. The high mother and matchmaker were also stunned.

What is this guy talking about, a million?With him as a farmer in a mountain village, how could a million people be offered as a gift to others? This is a joke!

Even Uncle and Aunt, and Dazhu, they all looked dumbfounded.They knew that Tang Hao was capable and a little rich, but they didn't know that it was so rich!

"Humph! Bragging, you farmer, you can't make a million in a lifetime!" The matchmaker covered her cheeks with a sour sarcasm.

Tang Hao was too lazy to ignore her, took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Dajun's phone.

"Hello! Brother Liu, my cousin is going to offer a gift today. You have a shortfall of money. You get me a million cash. By the way, the car also comes in one, about 400,000."

When he was finished, he hung up the phone.