Chapter 705: Double-Standard Dog, Iron Mountain Lean

It must be said that the "double-standard dog" is absolutely one of the most infuriating creatures in this world.

So-called "double standards" mean having two different sets of criteria for oneself and for others.

The reason it's so infuriating is that it can defecate and urinate anywhere and won't let anyone say a word, yet it won't even let others spit a single mouthful of saliva.

And right now, this young man's behavior was clearly that of a dyed-in-the-wool "double-standard dog"! He had already been blustering and bragging for the whole journey, and now that he had nothing left to brag about, he wouldn't even let Wang An and Wang Li talk.

The main thing was that this commuter train not only lacked any comfort, but there was also no such thing as disturbing others.

Besides, although the carriage wasn't full, there were still a good thirty or forty forestry workers sitting there, and most importantly, everyone was talking.

So this double-standard dog was clearly just looking for trouble.

Wang An and Wang Li were startled when they heard the double-standard dog's roar, but with so many people in the carriage, the two of them didn't think much of it. They didn't even turn their heads and continued chatting happily.

It was Wang An and Wang Li's indifference that angered the double-standard dog, and he directly raised his voice and roared:

"I'm talking to you two! Didn't you hear me? Fuck your mother, stop yapping, did you hear me?"

This time, Wang An and Wang Li both turned their heads and looked at the double-standard dog at the same time, but they didn't speak.

The two of them reacted like normal people; after all, it was hard for anyone to imagine that chatting could make someone else unhappy.

Moreover, the two of them were speaking in normal voices and tones, not shouting or making a scene.

Seeing Wang An and Wang Li looking at him, the double-standard dog immediately said arrogantly:

"I'm talking to you two, you ugly ghost and that idiot opposite you."

When Wang An heard this, he was stunned for a moment. The main thing was that in all his past and present lives, Wang An had never seen anyone so arrogant.

At the very least, he had never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant toward him.

Not to mention anything else, just the way Wang An's large frame stood there invisibly radiated a deterrent force that was not to be trifled with.

Wang An didn't even speak; he stood up from his seat and walked straight toward the double-standard dog.

Wang Li was not a coward to begin with, and now that his face was disfigured, he was even more sensitive to the words "ugly ghost," so he stood up almost at the same time as Wang An and walked toward the double-standard dog.

Seeing Wang An's solemn face and the ferocious scar on Wang Li's face, the double-standard dog probably realized that Wang An and Wang Li were about to make a move.

He casually picked up a measuring rod about 80 centimeters long, pointed it at Wang An and Wang Li, and said: "Fuck your mother, I'm talking to you two and you're not happy about it? Brothers, get them."

It was clear that this double-standard dog was likely a timber scaler for the forestry farm. A so-called scaler is a job that measures the diameter and length of tree trunks.

That was why this double-standard dog was usually haughty toward the workers and accustomed to being arrogant and domineering.

After all, the measuring rod in the scaler's hand directly affected the tasks and bonuses of the loggers and the haulers.

As soon as the double-standard dog finished speaking, two other young forestry workers stood up.

However, apart from them, the other forestry workers either lowered their heads as if they hadn't seen anything, or tilted their heads back and closed their eyes, pretending to be asleep.

It was clear that these forestry workers didn't want to be accomplices, nor did they want to get involved. Of course, in this situation, unless someone was brainless or an idiot, they basically wouldn't take the initiative to help fight.

Wang An ignored the two young men and stepped forward, throwing a punch at the double-standard dog's head.

The reason it was a "smash" rather than a "hammer" or "hit" was because the double-standard dog was shorter than Wang An, only about 1.7 meters tall.

The double-standard dog probably hadn't expected Wang An to act so decisively, not bothering to waste words with him at all. Most importantly, Wang An directly ignored the other forestry workers.

In fact, the reason Wang An ignored them was that these people pretending to be blind or asleep didn't look like young people; they should have long since lost that "idiotic" enthusiasm.

And Wang An knew a very sensible saying: "Colleagues are colleagues, friends are friends, brothers are brothers; these three must never be confused."

Friends will help settle disputes and keep things from escalating; only brothers will pick up weapons and fight regardless of right or wrong.

As for colleagues? Who cares about your damn business? Do you want to die or not? As Wang An's punch landed, the double-standard dog naturally resisted and fought back, swinging the measuring rod at Wang An.

At the same time, one of the two young men who had stood up kicked at Wang An, but Wang Li flew forward and wrestled with him.

It must be said that the double-standard dog's measuring rod was actually made of Manchurian ash wood. Wang An felt that if this rod hit him, it would definitely be quite painful.

So, Wang An didn't retreat but advanced, directly using the "Iron Mountain Lean" taught by his father-in-law, Mu Hua, and slammed hard into the double-standard dog.

Wang An's 170-jin frame, no matter who he hit, would likely be enough to knock the wind out of them.

Therefore, the double-standard dog's feet left the ground, flying into the air, and he also knocked the young man who hadn't yet joined the fight due to the narrow space backward.

Of course, before the double-standard dog took flight, the measuring rod in his hand still whipped across Wang An's arm.

To tell the truth, it was really fucking painful, countless times more painful than being whipped with a feather duster, making Wang An grit his teeth and grimace.

Fortunately, after the two of them fell to the ground, the situation reversed directly; to be precise, it became Wang An's solo performance.

Wang An snatched the measuring rod and, regardless of anything else, started whipping the two people on the ground.

Following this were the screams of the two men.

To be honest, Wang An didn't know how painful it was for them, but he knew that he had used all his strength.

Until a crisp "crack" sound, the Manchurian ash measuring rod snapped in response.

It was only then that Wang An had the chance to care that Wang Li was also fighting.

Subconsciously looking back, he saw Wang Li and his opponent were evenly matched, neck and neck.

Although Wang Li didn't have a cowardly personality and was nearly 1.8 meters tall, he was only 17 years old after all. Not only was his strength not yet fully developed, but his fighting experience was also very insufficient, so it was normal for him to be fighting like this.

Seeing this, Wang An turned around and, in three steps, reached the guy fighting Wang Li and grabbed his hair.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he pulled him back and pressed him down, directly laying him flat on the ground, and then Wang An's big foot kicked up.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 706 =====