Chapter 2

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Everyone here can't help but be cowardly. They have been farmers all their lives, and at most they can fight fiercely in front of their own people. Where have they seen a killing battle?

Seeing that the fool's performance became more and more cruel, the old village chief hurriedly took a step back, his heart became frightened, and his mouth softened: "Fool, you must think about it, do you really want to protect this treacherous boy? Now just drive him out Go out, I'll call the shots, and I'll get you a good girl again, she'll be prettier than this man."

Who knew that the fool immediately went crazy when he heard this, and the short stick immediately swung towards the old village chief.

The young villager next to the old village chief quickly blocked it with a wooden shovel, but the shovel fell to the ground, but luckily the village chief was not hurt.

However, the fool reacted very quickly and immediately switched the short stick to the other hand, still hitting the old village chief.

"Village Chief, Village Chief, run quickly." Everyone was frightened by this scene, and hurriedly backed away, shouting, for fear that the short stick would hit their head.

Just when the short stick was about to fall on the head of the old village chief, the young man in the wheelchair said, "Yan Yin, stop."

Just four words, like a spell, fixed the fool in place. , At this time, the short stick was only half a foot away from the head of the village chief.

"Come back and help me push the wheelchair." The fool immediately took a manic stance when he heard the young man's words, and obediently pushed the wheelchair out of the small dirt pit.

Seeing the young man calling the fool back to his side, everyone was relieved, but after such a commotion, the arrogant momentum just now has gone seven or eight points, and they can no longer say anything cruel.

The young man was pushed by the fool to get closer to the village chief. His pale face had a faint mockery, and his eyes fell on the village chief. He was a little more alive than before.

"Village Chief, you understand what's going on with this marriage. Although I've been asleep for the past few days, I can hear clearly what's going on outside."

These words made the village chief's brows twitch violently, and the originally embarrassed look turned horrific: "What do you mean? Are you threatening me?"

"I mean, the village chief is sure to force us. The fish is dead and the net is broken?" The young man was probably too weak, his voice was a little erratic, and those who were farther away could not hear clearly: "Is it worth taking your family's life for the so-called reputation? After all, deceiving the government will punish the whole family. "

The village chief of Youluo Village has poor supervision, allowing strangers from unknown origins to marry veterans. You think if I report all this to the government, will the government give you a charge of collaborating with the enemy? " The voice was a little louder than before, but for some reason, everyone still didn't respond. Only the village chief heard it clearly, and he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him, and his whole body was icy cold. Today, the saint is young and vigorous, and the war with Di Rong on the grassland has just subsided. If he is really accused of collaborating with the enemy, whether it is a fabrication of facts or a false accusation, according to today's situation, it is better to kill by mistake and not let it go. Nine tribes. The old village chief had spent most of his life dealing with the yamen in the county, and he knew this better than anyone else. The old village chief's teeth were shaking and his voice was trembling, and he looked at the young man with disbelief:
"If you use this reason to report on me, you must be the one who will die first, aren't you afraid?"
The young man laughed again. , with drooping eyelids and mockery on his face: "You didn't come here today to give me a way to live, can't I see it? And to tell you the truth, I've already died once, otherwise why would I appear here again?"
The silence spread, and everyone didn't know why the village chief and the young people suddenly stopped talking, so they hurriedly urged: "Village chief, if you rush up together, I don't believe you can't catch them."

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