Chapter 1150

Seeing these two walk up to Lü Xiaowen, one of them said softly to Lü Xiaowen:

"Xiaowen, we were also forced. Don't blame us, but rest assured, we definitely won't beat you hard."

As he spoke, this person kicked Lü Xiaowen without any pain or itch.

The other person, seeing this, followed suit, raised his foot high, and kicked Lü Xiaowen lightly.

It could be seen that this kid didn't even use as much force as the previous kid.

Wang An noticed this, frowned, picked up a pickaxe handle from the ground, and walked over.

To be honest, Wang An didn't know what these two were thinking; they wanted to be lazy in everything they did.

But these two didn't think that Wang An had already beaten the previous kid, so how could he be short of beating them?

Walking up close, Wang An said with a cold smile:

"You two are something. You don't want to be beaten, and you don't want to offend anyone. Are you two really taking me for a fool?"

Seeing Wang An getting angry, the kid who took the initiative to tell Lü Xiaowen not to use force immediately begged for mercy:

"Grandpa, Grandpa, give me a chance. I'll definitely use force this time, I'll definitely use force."

Wang An didn't say a word and swung a pickaxe handle toward the kid's thigh root.

This kid habitually wanted to block with his hand, but he forgot that fingers couldn't stop a pickaxe handle. So, immediately after, a scream that didn't sound human came out.

Seeing this kid squatting on the ground, holding his hand and starting to wail, the scream was so miserable that it gave people a feeling of hair-raising horror.

One must know that the four words "ten fingers connect to the heart" are not just empty talk, so one could imagine how painful the kid's hand was.

However, Wang An didn't care whether he was in pain or not; he swung the pickaxe handle and greeted his back and arms with a clatter.

To be honest, what Wang An hated and was most annoyed by was this kind of person who was inconsistent in words and deeds. They clearly promised well, but they had to play smart, as if they were the smartest in the world and everyone else was a fool.

Wang An swung the pickaxe handle and immediately beat the kid until he was paralyzed on the ground.

When the kid was left with only groaning, Wang An turned his head to look at the last person standing among the four and said with a smile:

"Look, he had to play tricks on me, so I beat him into this state."

Immediately after, Wang An handed over the pickaxe handle and pointed to the person who was slapped several times and kicked by Wang An, and was now lying on the ground playing dead, saying:

"I'll give you a chance. Use this pickaxe handle to break that kid's leg. If you can't break the leg, breaking the arm is fine too. Anyway, if you dare to play tricks on me, I'll break all your arms and legs."

Wang An's cruelty and ruthlessness completely refreshed the worldview of these people. But it must be said that breaking arms and legs at every turn was truly a bit hard to accept.

It was just that this was Wang An's style of doing things: either don't make a move, or if you make a move, you must give them a ruthless one.

Daring to commit robbery in broad daylight, this was too damn arrogant.

The key was that Wang An was the most wronged person. They were clearly fired from the processing plant because of their own character problems, but they attributed the responsibility to Wang An.

Too damn shameless!

After Wang An finished speaking, he saw the last remaining kid take the pickaxe handle from Wang An's hand, his eyes dazed and his lips trembling, and he walked toward the person playing dead.

It must be said that when anyone is in great danger, the "human nature" they show is mostly the same—that is, "dead friends, not dead poor Dao."

Therefore, he saw this kid swing the pickaxe handle, swinging it round like chopping wood, and very brutally hit the arm of the person playing dead.

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And the person playing dead, at this time, no longer played dead. He rolled on the spot, wanting to hide far away, and shouted loudly:

"Er Mingzi, are you really doing it?"

However, at this time, Er Mingzi had already been completely shocked by the big 54 in Wang An's hand and Wang An's skills.

At this moment, Er Mingzi knew very well that Wang An was a man who kept his word. But if he dared not follow Wang An's requirements, his own arms and legs would definitely be broken by Wang An.

It must be said that this kid guessed it without any error, because Wang An indeed thought so.

Er Mingzi wanted to hit the arm of the kid playing dead, and the kid playing dead wanted to dodge. It was just that how could the speed of rolling be faster than the speed of the pickaxe handle falling?

Therefore, this pickaxe handle of Er Mingzi landed solidly on the elbow of the kid playing dead. With a "crack," the left forearm of the kid playing dead hung down.

He heard the kid playing dead gnash his teeth and scream shrilly:

"Er Mingzi, I'll kill you."

If Wang An didn't see it wrong, the kid's arm was definitely broken.

It was just that I don't know why, but this situation of dogs biting dogs made Wang An feel incredibly stimulated and comfortable.

Consequently, Wang An laughed loudly like a mental patient:

"Good, awesome, just beat him like that, beat him to death, hahahaha..."

With this, among these four people, except for Er Mingzi who wasn't injured, Lü Xiaowen and the other three were all quite miserable.

However, as for this person named Er Mingzi, Wang An didn't plan to do anything to him anymore, because Wang An could see that this Er Mingzi was the kind of "dung beetle" in the team—aside from following behind, he couldn't accomplish anything big.

After laughing, Wang An patted Er Mingzi on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"In a while, you take them three back. When you have time, go and inquire about a drifter who used to be in our county, nicknamed 'Big Madman.' Who is he, what's his name, and then decide whether to retaliate against me or not. Hahahaha... By the way, I'm not called 'Big Madman' anymore; I've changed my profession to be a militia member. Hahahaha..."

After Wang An finished speaking, he turned to leave, but turned back and patted Er Mingzi on the shoulder, saying with a smile:

"That pickaxe handle you hit was really not bad, really good, hahaha..."

Giving Er Mingzi a thumbs up, Wang An walked back to the four-wheeled tractor with a loud laugh.

Carefully checking the places that had been knocked by the big knife and pickaxe handle, one had to praise the solid materials of things in this era.

Because the places that had been knocked by the pickaxe handle and the four-wheeled tractor, aside from the big knife cutting two small marks on the tire cover, the places knocked by the pickaxe handle were fine.

Too lazy to care anymore, Wang An disengaged the gear of the four-wheeled tractor and took out the rocker to start the four-wheeled tractor.

Glancing at these four guys who failed to rob and were beaten instead, Wang An drove the four-wheeled tractor away with a smile.

Thanks to "Climbing Wall Swordsman" for the tip, thank you, thank you!

Thanks to "Black Brother Niu" for the tip, thank you, thank you!

Wishing the two big brothers, may everything go smoothly and may you have great wealth and good luck!

(End of chapter)