-a????? A scream rang out, and the butcher was holding the pistol, and the wrist was actually neatly cut off by Prajna with an ordinary-looking coin, and then the slap and the pistol fell to the ground?

It wasn't just the butcher who was stunned. Even Tang Yun and I were stunned, because I just saw Prajna's shoulders move. The butcher's palm was sliced off in the next second.

It seemed too fast? to feel the fainting pain, and it wasn't until two seconds later that the butcher screamed, sweating from his forehead, covering the wound with his other hand, and looking at Pranya in horror.

The subordinates behind the butcher were also dumbfounded? With a coin, the butcher who was the master of the list cut off the palm of the butcher?

Should this village chief hang himself like this? At this moment, those Zhao Wude's people no longer have any disdain and contempt, and they became very dignified and shocked.

Zhao Wude was sitting in the car, and he didn't want to come out, but when he saw the butcher's palm falling, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Zhao Wude pushed open the door and was very careful when he got out of the car. He was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes, he was used to walking on the red carpet, and it was the first time he walked on the bad roads in these villages. He thinks he's been unlucky lately, and he's been slapped in the face one after another. I didn't expect that there were masters in this poor and remote village.

After Zhao Wude got out of the car, his people immediately took a step back and let Zhao Wude come over. The butcher had been stabbed before, and he didn't say anything, and he had just cut off his palm, and he finally cried out in pain, because it came too quickly, too quickly. He didn't even react.

But the butcher was also able to endure it, except for calling it out, and soon stared at Prajna with murderous and hateful eyes, and his whole face was about to cramp? It can be seen how serious the anger in his heart is.

The villagers also knew that the man who got out of the car was the master of the butcher, so they were ready to fight.

Although Uncle Prajna is very powerful. But what do people call the prince or something? It should be a very powerful kind.

"Hmph, what is the Eighth Prince? It's not a dog yet. I sneered at Tang Yun in a low voice.

Tang Yun just smiled, didn't say anything, because after Zhao Wude came down, he looked at her, and she understood the meaning of that kind of look.

Although Tang Yun fooled Zhao Wude, he was not afraid, but at this juncture, he was embarrassed to turn his face with Zhao Wude.

"Your surname. After Zhao Wude came down, he smiled and said to Praruo.

"I'm the head of this village? Prajna said with a faint smile? What about you?

"My name is Zhao Wude. "Zhao Wude introduces himself?" A native of Beijing. ”

He especially bit the word Beijing very hard.

Everyone knows that Beijing is the capital of China, and the people of Beijing are full of a kind of extravagance and arrogance.

"And then" Praruo tilted his head slightly and glanced at Zhao Wude.

Zhao Wude smiled?" Maybe you're very strong? Really, I didn't even see you cut off the butcher's palm? But I'm going to tell you, in this world, it's not a problem that force alone can solve. Only the means and connections are the best? Do you know? I can call the mayor over with a phone call? I can call all the police stations in the vicinity? I'm not intimidating you? I'm telling you, I have a hundred ways to make you disappear into this world? Of course? I'm a very peaceful person? Now you leave here with your people? That's all the butcher's business? I'm going to go into the village. ”

I looked at this man with some concern? Zhao Wude's words just now were really not lies? A phone call was simpler than him eating and.

Because he is Zhao Wude, he belongs to that kind of awesome person in Jiangwu City.

Pranya smiled, as if he didn't believe it, and said, "Oh, that way, it seems to be very hanging, but, it's my business? It's the same if you call the emperor Lao Tzu to come? There is a ban on cars in this village? I am the biggest in this village? I have the final say? I am now representing the villagers? ”

Zhao Wude laughed, then turned around and asked the butcher, "How many guns did we bring?"

"Lord, five. The butcher said.

Zhao Wude said to Praruo: "If you don't want to get hurt because of these villagers? ”

"You're so stupid. Prajna shook his head and said? Although Guyuan Village is not a big village, as long as I blow a whistle, a hundred villagers will come? Do you believe it?"

"You. Zhao Wude thought that the other party would lower his head? Who knew that the other party would not give face at all.

"I don't believe it. "Zhao Wude with a sneering expression?" You're just unarmed villagers? I can call the police. ”

"You don't believe it. Prajna suddenly put his finger in his mouth and whistled very loudly.

"Someone came to our village to make trouble? ”

"Kill him. ”

"Who dares to bully the people of our village? Lao Tzu killed him. ”

Soon, the villagers with angry expressions were killed in all directions, and the weapons in their hands were the kind of family kitchen knives, kitchen knives, iron burdens, and the like, but the murderous aura and terrifying eyes on their faces were impossible to ignore.

Zhao Wude's gang also didn't expect that a small village chief would hang up like this, and they found so many more than 100 people in an instant.

There were only three of them, fifteen at best, and if they did, they would be abused to death.

Zhao Wude's face was very ugly, paralyzed, a little village chief didn't take him seriously, he was really angry, really angry, very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

After all, Zhao Wude is a person who has seen a big scene? Do you think these villagers are of any use?"

He took out his phone and made a few calls.

Then Zhao Wude hung up on his mobile phone and said to Praruo: "If you are an opponent with a well-connected person, will you die a miserable death? I, Zhao Wude, still don't believe in evil today? I won't walk and won't enter your village." ”

"Uncle Pranya. Don't talk to him so much? Kill him first. ”

"Yes, this person is chirping, and it doesn't look good. ァ”

A few villagers with a rough temper said.

Some of those people are older, but they are still called uncles.

This sounds strange to me.

Maybe it's because of the seniority.

Zhao Wude still smiled, his face was full of care, he could actually kill at least thirty villagers by himself, he was a hidden master.

But now, he still needs to hide, he doesn't need to do it. Naturally, someone helped him.

Moreover, he saw Tang Yun and Wang Chongyang together.

It seems that it is very likely that the bronze mask was in Wang Chongyang's hands, and it is very likely that he was the last to come into contact with an ugly-faced man.

Otherwise, why would a killer like Tang Yun be with him? He didn't even want a business list of millions?

Zhao Wude learned about Wang Chongyang's contact with the ugly-faced man through the video shooting of the community. Bujiejie.

"I'm not a big threat, if something happens to me? No, if I get a drop of blood, your village will be out of luck. Zhao Wude said slowly and arrogantly? I'm from the capital. ”

"There's a car coming. ”

"Look. ”

"Isn't that the mayor's car?"

"Holy shit, the mayor is here again. ”

Some of the villagers reacted very strongly.

I looked at it, there were two cars, and it was very fast.

After a while, the car came, the car was parked, and a few men came down, one was the mayor of the town, and he was fat-headed, wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes.

When the mayor was about to leave, he suddenly said, "My shoes are a little dirty? Damn? This village just doesn't build roads." ”

One of the secretaries immediately stooped down and polished the mayor's shoes with a white handkerchief.

When the mayor waited for his shoes to be clean, he walked over quickly, shouting as he went. What? Rebellion? What are you doing? It's all scattered? A bunch of Diao people don't know how to be polite? Is this Mr. Zhao, the eighth prince, from the capital, or are you a philanthropist from Jiangwu? What are you like? What are you doing around? You want to be arrested. ”

Mayor Mare trotted all the way over, like a dog that saw bones.

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