Douluo: You call this a toy

Sun Shancheng never expected that Yang Fan would get into a fight over a disagreement. He wanted to hide from the attacker, but unfortunately the slap and the magic spell were cast on him. It hit his face in an instant, and with a crisp sound, he spun 720 degrees on the spot. , dizzy, and fell down like a dead dog.

"Brother Xiaofan."

Even Sun Zhihan was a little surprised when he dared to beat up the village chief. When he realized that he was in trouble, he pulled him up and ran away.

In Xiaowan Village, no one dares to offend Sun Shancheng, let alone his father, Sun Futian. Sun Zhihan must have known the stakes, so she urgently pulled him away. If he was afraid, he would not fight. If he dared to take Sun Zhihan's idea, he would live impatiently. .

"Don't worry, even if I cut him into pieces, nothing will happen to me. You go back first and I'll have a heart-to-heart talk with him."

Seeing Yang Fan's unafraid look, Sun Zhihan felt that his brother Xiao Fan was not joking, so he nodded seriously, "Tell him well and don't do anything."

Yang Fan reached out and took off a blade of grass from her head, "Go."

Sun Zhihan left with a blushing face.

"I've been putting up with you for a long time. Don't think I'm afraid of you, Yang Fan. Don't get too proud too early. When you're not around, I'll beat your mother! Until she's disabled!"?

Sun Shancheng gritted his teeth and climbed up, threatening him fiercely. After hearing this, Yang Fan looked at Sun Shancheng and his pupils shrank. This damn guy has touched his inverse scales. He will not be allowed to stay in bed for a few days. I'm sorry for his bad words.

How to deal with him?If a group of local dogs are summoned to bite him, the flesh and blood will be too bloody, and if his legs are broken too directly, so that he is disabled unconsciously, that is the best way, his mind is running fast.

Suddenly I thought of the simplest and most direct method. I had an idea in my mind and approached Sun Shancheng.

"What else do you want to do? Let me tell you, a gentleman uses his words but never his hands."

Afraid that Yang Fan would kill him, Sun Shancheng trembled and backed away.

"If you dare to touch my mother, I will make you live in fear for the rest of your life."

huh huh.

Yang Fan pressed his shoulder, and a few silver needles penetrated Sun Shancheng's body silently, and then took them out imperceptibly.

"Take your paws off and don't touch me."

Sun Shancheng stepped away and said, "We'll see." He was faster than a rabbit.

"Slow down, don't fall. If you injure your leg, it will be scrapped."

Yang Fan shouted from behind, and Sun Shancheng ran in front. Now he would fight Yang Fan to the death.

Even Sun Zhihan was not spared. What is the difference between him and an animal? He wanted to eliminate harm to society so as not to harm the world. Seeing Sun Shancheng return home, Yang Fan twitched the corner of his mouth with a sneer. Since Sun Futian was incompetent in teaching his son, he would teach him a lesson.

Not far away, there was an angry shout from behind.

"If you have the guts, stop me!"

Yang Fan looked back and saw Sun Shancheng angrily chasing after him with a hunting gun, followed by Sun Futian, shouting, "Fight to death!"

That guy's brain is so hot that he might really dare to fight. He hasn't dodged the bullet yet. Do you want to try?It would be terrible if it were a shotgun.

When Yang Fan was hesitating, Sun Shancheng had already caught up with him, pointing his gun at his chest, roaring: "For many years, no one in the village has dared to hit me. It would be better for you to beat me every two days. You have seriously injured my body." Self-respect, kowtow to me now and apologize, maybe let you live, otherwise, I will kill you with one shot."

Seeing that his son didn't seem to be joking, Sun Futian was dumbfounded. He knew better than anyone else that if someone was killed, no one could save his son. He shouted: "Shancheng, calm down. If you want to hit the legs, don't hit the upper body." .”

This was not trying to stop a fight, but it was a disguised attempt to encourage her son's arrogance. When she heard the noise, Mrs. Guihua stuck her head out of the supermarket, and when she saw clearly, she ran out quickly.

"It's just a small fight, why are you fighting with each other? Shancheng, put it down quickly."

"You bitch, get out!"

Knowing that Sister-in-Law Guihua was close to Yang Fan, and she risked her life to help him talk, Sun Shancheng wanted to turn his gun around and shoot her first.

Sister-in-law Guihua's expression changed slightly, her mind was broken, and Sun Shancheng was probably crazy. He could do anything. She added: "Killing requires a life. If a gun is fired, you won't survive either."

"Hmph, even if I die, I will have someone to support me."

Sun Shancheng lost control of his emotions, his finger was on the trigger, and he might shoot at any time.

Sun Futian had never seen his son behave like this. He thought he was just intimidating Yang Fan, but he rolled his eyes and cheered up his son.

"Kill him as a bastard."

boom.

puff.

There was a gunshot, and Yang Fan stood unharmed, but Sun Shancheng collapsed on the ground. The bullet flew out diagonally. If Sun Shancheng hadn't suddenly fallen to the ground, it would have hit Yang Fan.

"Shancheng, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Futian secretly raised his thumb, isn't his son very smart?In order to find a step for himself, he fired a false shot and pretended to slip, what a talent.

"Dad, my lower body seems numb."

"Okay, I'll settle the score with him later, and I'll help you go back."

Sun Futian picked up his son and returned home.

"Are you OK?"

The moment the gunshot rang out, Mrs. Guihua's heart was broken.

"It's okay, it's just that my ears are buzzing."

"If you still want to joke, go back quickly."

When Yang Fan turned around, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Sun Shancheng actually fired. This matter could not be settled. If he hadn't pricked several important points on his body beforehand and collapsed at the critical moment, how could he have missed the target.

When he returned home with a pale face, Little Bald flew over and wanted to get close to him, but Yang Fan slapped him away.

Xiao Huang and Xiao Lang wanted to imitate Little Bald, but they were so frightened that they rolled away a few meters away. The owner was unhappy and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Yang Fan walked into the vegetable garden and picked a bright red tomato, rubbed it on his body a few times, opened his mouth and bit into it, thinking about whether to call the police to arrest someone, openly armed with a gun, and shot to kill. The nature was extremely bad.

Then I thought about it, that guy would get sick from time to time anyway, so let him repent in pain.

Then I felt very happy and saw that he was smiling. Only then did Xiao Bald, Xiao Huang and Xiao Lang dare to approach him. These guys actually learned to read words and expressions, which showed that they were full of intelligence.

When he was in a good mood, veterinarian Wang Hu shouted from outside the door.

"Brother Yang Fan, I have completed the task you assigned me."

Yang Fan did not let him enter the hospital and took Xiao Huang and Xiao Lang to the door.

"Haha, your big dog is like a calf, don't let him bite me."

Wang Hu was not afraid of Yang Fan, but now he was also afraid of Xiao Tu and Xiao Huang. A shadow fell in his heart, and he didn't dare to get too close every time he came.

"Go ahead."

This guy has indeed changed a lot compared to before, but Yang Fan doesn't like him deep down.

"I have reached an agreement with your village chief Sun Futian. Six hundred per acre is the lowest price. How about it? If you successfully complete the task, do you want me to hang out with you?"

Wang Hu waited for the result with a flattering look on his face. Yang Fan shook his head at him. Even if he had one hundred and one acres, he could not keep a local ruffian by his side.

"Too high."

"No, it's not high. Sun Futian promised me that no matter who contracts it, it will not be lower than this price."

Yang Fan sighed, "You can't do anything small, and you still want to hang out with me. Come back."