V1.Chapter 150 (1/2)

The disheartened Liu pangzi is still wearing Xiaoyi, but the white Xiaoyi has been fragmented by the smoke and fire. As soon as he finished his speech, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

All the people in the yard were silly, until Liu Xiaoguang gave out a cry like a wolf howl, people woke up from the shock.

Liu Neng's coffin is still at home. Now it has been set on fire by Dongsheng's people. Let's not say that the valuable things in the family will turn to ashes. Even Liu Neng's body will be completely destroyed by the fire.

If it is said that Liu Sanye and Liu Xiaoguang use money to buy people's hearts, and the villagers in the village can still sit back and watch a good play, then now people on Liu Sanye's side do such things that transcend the moral bottom line, it will make everyone despise them!

Liu Sanye, who was already aware of this problem, looked at Ma Teng and mourning Kun beside him in a panic. He shivered for a long time and then asked, ”two big brothers, what can I do?”

”Damn it! This is planting! ” Mourning Kun was the first to jump out and scold.

Ma Teng, who was smoking a cigar, also looked gloomy and pointed at Wang Fan and said, ”Wang Fan, you are a thief shouting to catch a thief!”

Wang Fan, who was supporting Liu pangzi, looked up at Wu Kun and Ma Teng and said coldly, ”Liu pangzi is my brother, and Liu Xiaoguang is my man. Do you think I planted you and started on my brother? Damn you, why don't you say that I took the money from Dongsheng and worked for him! ”

Wang Fan's words were sonorous and forceful, and the expression on his face was more and more chilly. The look in his eyes at mourning Kun and Ma Teng was more like a sharp blade, as if he would cut them into ten million pieces at any time.

Staring at Wang Fan's fierce eyes, mourning Kun was flustered. He quickly turned his head to avoid Wang Fan's sight.

But Ma Teng met Wang Fan's eyes and said fiercely: ”Wang Fan, since you don't admit it, we'll talk with our fists!”

As soon as Ma Teng's words came out, Jesse, who was standing behind him, jumped to Ma Teng's body and looked at Wang Fan with a look of disdain.

Wang Fan stood up slowly, looked at Jesse with disdain, and said in a low voice: ”fellow villagers, as you can see, Wang Fan has no intention to interfere in the family affairs of Liu village, but someone wants to stir me in. Today, I will seek justice for Liu Neng's family.”

Wang Fan's voice is low, which makes people feel excited. The tragic chivalrous spirit infects everyone around him at this moment.

”Dad! The child is unfilial As a dutiful son, Liu Xiaoguang, with a cry, picks up the chair beside him and rushes to Liu Sanye and his mourning Kun.

Those villagers who had been favored by Liu Neng were also infected by Wang Fan's words, and they started fighting with Dongsheng's people one after another.

”We can't let go of these people with different surnames!”

Don't know who yelled a voice, people in the yard began to stir up, people have with a sad mood, take up next to anything can be used as a weapon, continue to join the fight against Dongsheng.

The people of Sihai Gang carried Liu pangzi out of the yard. Except for Wang Fan, all the people of Sihai Gang withdrew from the yard. This is not only to avoid being hurt by mistake, but also to prevent the Dongsheng people in the yard from escaping.

For a moment, the yard was full of people, chickens and dogs, shouting and howling. Several Dongsheng gangsters who wanted to escape were beaten back by Sihai Gang brothers who were standing at the door.

The red eyed Liu Xiaoguang is waving his chair and fighting with the powerful Liu Dazhuang. They seem to be crazy, and neither of them has evaded. They let each other's weapons fall on them. They just wave what they have in their hands and want to cause more damage to each other.

With the help of the big spout, Liu Sanye has long been hiding on the old stage. When he saw his grandson and Liu Xiaoguang strangling, he cried heartbroken, hoping to stop the chaotic fight.

However, before he could fly out of the edge of the stage, he was drowned by the cry of killing in the yard.

At this time, the old stage is more like a grandstand.