??????? The butcher's expression was extremely depressed? This was not the same picture he imagined? So he could only think like this? It must be that these people thought that they had lost too little money.

These people don't take a good look at it. Who is doing in the car? Who dares to block the road? Who doesn't know that the eighth prince is a bit clean. This Guyuan village has not been built on the road.

"You people don't want to be embarrassed, do you know who the eighth prince is?" Although the eighth prince, Zhao Wude, forbade others to call him the eighth prince. But the butcher felt that the words "Eight Princes" were powerful and imposing enough, and they were very stylish, so he still insisted on calling them Eight Princes.

Seeing that those Diao people looked very abrupt one by one, the butcher knew that they didn't know the name of the eighth prince.

A villager stepped forward and said loudly and angrily: "I don't care who the eighth prince is? ”

"You hurt our people? ”

"Our Guyuan Village is a place with aura, you filthy people are not welcome here. ”

"What the hell, you're looking for death. "The butcher went crazy, took a black pistol out of his belt, slammed into the sky, pulled the trigger, and screamed arrogantly?" I'll see who doesn't go. Lao Tzu sent him to hell to see the king of Yama? Dare to play tricks in front of my butcher? You are not qualified to do that. ”

The villagers were stunned for a moment when they saw the butcher take out his pistol, but everyone still had a look of fear of death on their faces?

"Guyuan Village is a very aura place. Your gunfire scared a lot of birds away? Only a very gentle voice could be heard.

The butcher looked over, and saw a man who looked like the village chief walking in slowly? Then, the butcher's pupils shrank? Wasn't that Wang Chongyang?

Sure enough, this kid came to Guyuan Village one step faster than the prince.

"Uncle Pranya. ”

"Uncle Pranya. ”

"Uncle Pranya, these people are so arrogant. Would like to drive in. ”

Just now, a villager who was not afraid of death immediately screamed in awe when he saw Pranya appear.

The butcher frowned and glanced at the man named Prajna, who was of the thin type, and whose eyes were not sharp, who looked at people with a slight smile, who looked very good at talking. There is no such thing as the momentum of a superior at all. But the villagers were in awe of the man.

"Dogs. "When you see a young man with a bloody nose, you scream?" You okay. ”

"Uncle Praruo, I'm fine? The rabbit cubs want to drive in? I'll stop them? Who knew that the man punched him. The young man who called the dog pointed at the butcher and said angrily.

"He punched you?" Prajna asked.

Goudan was a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, Uncle Praruo, I'm a shame for our village, I can't even take a punch from others." ”

"It's okay? People punch you? You just give someone a knife? It's a good deal. Pranya said with a smile.

"Dog, Uncle Praruo has given you a head. ”

"Blessed are you. ”

The villagers immediately cheered.

The butcher felt a little uneasy.

This man named Prajna seems to have a magical momentum, which makes people feel a little scared from the bottom of their hearts.

But the butcher is not an ordinary person? Can he be called a butcher? Can he think of a strong temperament? He snorted coldly: "You are the head of this village or something, right? Okay? It's good for you to come here? Our car is going in? You call all the villagers away? A million yuan is yours." ”

There are still a lot of these villagers, so if you can avoid making a big trouble, you still have to keep a low profile.

Just now he fired a gun to teach the villagers a lesson. Do you want the villagers to know? They're not easy to mess with. Since ancient times, poor mountains have come out of the people.

There is only one way to deal with the Diao people, and that is to be more ruthless than them, and even more arrogant.

"A million is a lot?" Pranya stepped forward and asked the butcher.

The butcher laughed, "Of course it's a lot? A million can buy a lot of things, eat a lot of things, play with a lot of women, you villagers must not have been to any big city, with this million? you can spend a while." ”

Tang Yun and I glanced at each other? I had some bad premonitions? This Zhao Wude is here? Could it be that Zhao Ritian is also here? I heard that Zhao Ritian is a peerless genius? If the Zhao family also discovers this bronze treasure here? Tang Yun and I will be very dangerous.

But how do they know? Because the bronze mask is in my hand.

Now Zhao Wude must be in the car? I wonder if Zhao Ritian is not there? If these villagers can't stop them, they will definitely find the treasure place.

At that time, didn't I just have a bamboo basket to draw water? I had to put the miracle on Uncle Praruo? I think this Uncle Praruo seems to be quite awesome? And it seems that I have seen it somewhere? It's so weird.

Prajna took out a very ordinary coin from his pocket and handed it to the butcher to look at, "Do you know how much it is?"

The butcher was surprised?" It's a dollar coin. ”

Prajna asked. "How much do you think this coin is worth?"

The butcher laughed, "Is this man sick?" but replied, "Of course it's only one dollar." ”

"No, it's worth ten million. Prajna said solemnly.

"What?" The butcher and a few men who got out of the car looked at the man called Prajna with a stupid look.

It's a dollar coin that you can see everywhere on the street, it's not an antique, it's collectible. Actually said it's worth 10 million?

He must have been mentally ill? And very sick.

The butcher laughed?" It's the funniest joke I've ever heard. ”

Several of the other Eight Princes' subordinates also burst out laughing.

Only the villagers don't laugh, they look serious.

Tang Yun said: "Chongyang? This Prajna seems to have a very good background? ”

"Quite possibly. ”

"His name is Prajna? Ordinary Zen practitioners don't end up by his original name? Prajna is likely to be his Zen name? I don't know what his real name is?" Tang Yun said.

"So, we'll see. I smiled and said, "Because I have a good impression of this uncle."

"He's just a dollar in your hand, but it's not the same in my hand. "Prajna said?" I said this coin is worth a thousand? It's worth 10 million. ”

"You're sick. "The butcher scolded?" I'm going to give you the face of the village chief? Don't be here crookedly? I'll tell you, if you don't leave, we'll just start killing people. ”

The butcher said with a murderous face. Cloth Introduction.

"Lao Tzu again, get out of here. Roll away. "The butcher took a step back with his gun, pointing at Pranya's forehead?" It is not illegal for us to kill people. ”

The butcher thought that Prajna would pee his pants in fear, but Pranya didn't seem to see his pistol.

The villagers also looked at the butcher with idiotic eyes.

In the end, the butcher felt like he had become an idiot.

He wondered why he was on the stronger side, and he had a gun in his hand, but he was still faintly uneasy and afraid.

These butchers don't think it's scary.

What is terrible is this man called Prajna? This village chief called Prajna.

"No one has held a gun to my forehead for nearly 20 years. Prajna's eyes were filled with a color of memory, and the smile became blurred and distant.

"But, I'm now, I'm holding a gun to your forehead. The butcher also sneered and said arrogantly? Let me tell you, we are the people of the Eighth Prince? You go to the city to inquire about it, what is the identity and status of the Eighth Prince? When you come to your village, you are already giving you face? You still dare to block the road? What is this not looking for death? The Eighth Prince's finger can make the mayor here disappear? Not to mention you, the village chief? So, you'd better not toast and don't eat and drink? Take your people and flash to the side. ”

Under the sun, there was still not the slightest anger on Prajna's face, and he still spoke gently: "Do you remember what I said just now? ”

The butcher couldn't help but laugh: "Really? Then I'm going to see what you give me a knife." ”

"That's how it gives you a knife. ”

Prajna's fingers were still holding the coin, and while the butcher was pointing at his forehead, in such a way that the butcher didn't even have the time to pull the trigger, the coin lightly scratched the skin of the butcher's wrist with the gun, like a lover's gentle touch.

"Ahh

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