"Boss, can we get up first?" Two younger brothers couldn't help it and walked forward tremblingly, ready to reach out and pull Feng Guoqiang up.

They have been collecting debts all year round, but this is the first time they have encountered this situation. It is so embarrassing. There are a lot of people around them, just like they are playing with monkeys.

Woo--Feng Guoqiang's eyes were fierce, he opened his mouth wide and roared in a low voice. He suddenly rushed forward, biting the palm of a little brother's stretched over, and shaking his head vigorously.

The poor little brother screamed in fear and tried his best to pull back his palm. A string of blood beads was thrown out. He looked down at his palm and was bitten a bloody hole.

Crazy, this guy is really crazy - the onlookers are starting to retreat, even those little brothers are no exception.

"Good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. This guy is tying usury, and I don't know how many people have been forced to lose their money and be punished!" The second grandma was relieved this time and was muttering.

The villagers also looked at it and gave thumbs up to the old Taoist, praising the owl's magic power.

Although I knew that Tian Xiaopang was making trouble behind, the old Taoist also enjoyed the feeling of being noble in front of people, and put the owl on his arm in a big way: "Since I have received the salary of Heixiazitun, of course I have to do my best to punish evil and promote good. Everyone has the responsibility, Amitabha Buddha—"

The live broadcast room was even more lively. At first, the audience didn't know what was going on. After Xiaoya talked about Long Qumai, the live broadcast room was filled with cheers. People generally had no good impression of those who offered usury, especially those who were so damned that they dared to ask for 30,000 yuan, and they were even more hated.

As he spoke, the final focus was on the old Taoist. Some said that the Taoist master had endless magic power, and some people didn't believe it. They said that it was a coincidence that the loan shark happened to be crazy.

Even among the villagers, there were two factions and discussions. The old Taoist was crazy. Anyway, he was so arrogant that he had been targeted. He just let go and get more believers in the village. If he went to someone's house in the future, he would be righteous.

So he cleared his throat: "A dog bites a dog's mouth, who will bark his big dog and bite it with this mad dog?"

Although Feng Guoqiang's nickname is Mad Dog, if he really bites it with the big stupid dog in the village, he will definitely not be able to bite it. If he bites this guy, it will be troublesome.

It was a good day for everyone to share money, so Tian Xiaopang certainly didn't want to cause trouble, so he sneaked to the old Taoist side: "No, this guy will go crazy when he sees it. What if the dog in Heixiazitun is infected with rabies?"

Why does this sound so awkward? The younger brothers brought by Feng Guoqiang stared at Tian Xiaopang. If it were normal, as long as the boss gave the order, they would dare to destroy the little fat man. But now that the boss has become like this, they are a little numb.

As soon as Tian Xiaopang spoke, the old Taoist knew that this kid was not holding back anything, so he gave a message: "Little Pang, what's your wonderful method?"

The little fat man smiled: "The old saying goes, it's because dogs can't change their shit. Is this guy really crazy or run away? Let's pretend to be crazy and stupid. You can tell at a try."

Well, you are shameless enough, Master Dao admires you very much--the old Taoist nodded slightly, twisted his beard and said, "Okay, Xiaopang, you can work hard to go to someone's thatched building to get some real goods."

I, Tian Xiaopang, glared at the old Taoist: You can't act like this, don't follow the script.

He was touching around and seeing Xiao Bala leading a few kids with shovels and shovels to build snowmen not far away, so he shouted and called over, including Xiao Guangguang and Xiao Nannan. Tian Xiaopang was lazy and asked the kids to go shovel the shit.

Although the little kids usually get along with Tian Xiaopang, who would do this? They all ran away in a flash, leaving only Xiao Guangguang and Xiao Nannan to help their godfather stand up and cheer.

"Godfather, it's so dirty to go to the thundering building to shovel the poop!" Xiao Nannan blinked her big eyes and made a suggestion, "It's better to ask Brother Guangguang to make it directly here-"

The people watching the fun cheered, and Bao Daming was so happy that he only slapped his thighs: "Miaomiao, it's still hot!"

Why do I feel that my little girl has learned bad things from the fat man? Mrs. Lin is a must-watch live broadcast. Looking at her cute daughter on the screen of her mobile phone, she couldn't help but smile on her face.

It was a bit embarrassed that Xiao Guangguang was being looked at by so many people. The little guy now knew he was shy.

Tian Xiaopang kept encouraging: "It's okay, the child is not afraid of seeing it. My father was seven or eight years old back then, and he was still squatting on the side of the road and was waiting with several big dogs next to him."

Xiao Guangguang was young and couldn't resist his father's tricks, so he took off his cotton pants and squatted on the ground. Under the gaze of hundreds of people, the little guy was a little nervous. After squatting for a long time, his face turned red: "Godfather, I can't come out--"

"Or what if I go home and get a Kaiselune?" Bao Daming came again and volunteered.

"Take it down - the child is shitting and moving the nest, and the nest is coming out!" Tian Xiaopang began to give advice again.

It was really good. Xiao Guangguang stuck out his little butt and moved a few steps. Soon, a small pile of golden yellow appeared on the snow.

The old Taoist smiled at the sight: "You all, wolves eat meat, dogs eat shit--Wuliang, you Tianzun, you really eat it!"

Feng Guoqiang, who was crawling in the snow, twitched his nose a few times, then rushed over and sneered. After a few sips, the snow would be cleaned again. Feng Guoqiang's mouth still had a few yellow things sticking to the corners of his mouth.

It's really delicious! The people onlookers were stunned. Is this still a human being? It must be really crazy!

Bao Daming started to talk about the past: "I remember back then, during the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Sun Bin was framed by Pang Juan and had to pretend to be crazy, just peeing against the wind and shitting down the wind. However, although Sun Bin is powerful, he is not as good as this guy--"

The audience in the live broadcast room were also shocked: they watched many live broadcasts, such as singing, dancing, fishing outdoors, etc., which are not new. It is really the first time I watched the live broadcast to eat Xiang!

There are many people who set up flags, saying that they are live broadcasts, but that is just a talk, who is serious?

Even Xiao Guangguang was frightened and didn't close the door when he was nervous. He made a lot of them out.

When Feng Guoqiang saw it, he immediately ran over again. He thought Xiao Guangguang was in trouble, so he tilted his head, pushed the little guy aside, and then started to feast on his face.

Wow——The live broadcast room was filled with the vomiting expression.

You are a vicious dog licking your butt! Tian Xiaopang hurried over, brought his godson aside, and wiped his little butt with toilet paper.

Then he came to Feng Guoqiang's younger brothers: "It's crazy, it's so crazy. Why didn't you treat your illness early? You're even going to our village to cause trouble?"

Without the backbone, those little brothers were all in vain and didn't know what to do.

It was Tian Xiaopang who asked Bao Daming to pay 90,000 yuan from his family's dividend money. Anyway, he and Xiaoya combined, they could almost get one million yuan.

He handed the money to the little yellow-haired man: "According to the interest rate of the bank loan, even the principal and the interest are here, let alone we bully people. As for the algorithm of the donkey rolling, we don't recognize it. If you are unwilling to give up, you can sue."

Look at the boss, who are like this, and those little brothers have no other thoughts. They obediently put the money away and handed the IOU to Tian Xiaopang. They wondered: Although the boss was crazy before, it wasn't like this, what happened today?

Could it be that he really fell into the evil technique of that old Taoist?

When these gangsters think of this, they feel a chill on their backs. There is something strange about this Black Hacked Zitu. Don’t turn us into mad dogs later. We don’t want to eat Xiang!

After discussing, I wanted to take Feng Guoqiang away, but I was afraid that he would bite people, so I had to ask Tian Xiaopang for help with a shy face, hoping that a few people could be found in the village to force Feng Guo.

Tian Xiaopang also kept smacking his lips: "It's not easy to deal with. You can see him crazy, dancing and silence. What if he bites someone, what if he does this? Why don't you do this? I'll find you a few sticks, beat this guy unconscious, then tie it up and take it away?"

With a puff, the old Taoist next to him couldn't help laughing: The little fat man is too bad, he beats his own people.

"Does there be a big net in your village?" Huang Mao and others discussed it, feeling it was a bit too violent. Look at the pickaxe handle that big man was swinging just now. What if he accidentally beat the boss to death?

Tian Xiaopang shouted and asked who had an internet connection. At this time, it was necessary to say no. The villagers shook their heads in unison.

In desperation, Huangmao and others had to carry pickaxes and shovels and forks to surround Feng Guoqiang, and the villagers around him cheered up.

As if he felt danger, Feng Guoqiang lay on the ground and let out a series of threatening roars in his mouth, really like a dog.

"Boss, our brothers are also for your own good--" Huang Mao muttered, shaking the two forks in his hand, and forked Feng Guoqiang's neck.

These two forks are made of wood, and the gap between the two forks is more than one foot. In rural areas, it is used to pick grain or wheat.

It means that after the millet or wheat is harvested, it is bundled into bundles, and then when loading the truck, it is used to lift two long-handled wooden forks and can be thrown up no matter how high it is.

Huangmao had never done farm work, which made this a little uncomfortable, and Feng Guoqiang also became extremely flexible, suddenly spreading, and his two strands were pierced on the snow.

Feng Guoqiang was extremely crazy and rushed over to bite the fork, shook his head and bit it hard. Anyone who has raised a dog knew that when a dog got angry, he had this habit.

Taking advantage of this time, another little brother swung the pickaxe behind his back, and he was cruel and knocked on the back of Feng Guoqiang's head with a bang.

Maybe he didn't dare to try too hard, Feng Guoqiang was not knocked out, but instead whined and turned around and rushed towards the little brother, biting the other party's thigh and not venting his mouth.

Huangmao took advantage of the situation and raised his two forks again, inserted Feng Guoqiang's neck and fixed it on the snow. The others rushed forward and then held Feng Guoqiang down.

The two little brothers who were bitten by him also made a ruthless move and took advantage of the chaos to kick Feng Guoqiang. No matter whether you are the boss or not, you probably will spend the rest of your life in the asylum in the future. Let's be the boss!

He tied Feng Guoqiang up and stuffed it into the car, and then the group left Heixiazitun in shame. Looking at the car that was leaving, the old Taoist shouted arrogantly: "If you dare to show off again in the future, Daoist will launch the owl curse and ask you to eat shit!"
Chapter completed!