For a month, the wasteland has been worried every night in Yunxian Mountain, so it has been half-asleep and half-awake, and his mental state has been tense.

However, at this time, the wasteland is sleeping very soundly, and carefree is really beautiful.

The sun in the sky was already hanging high, and it was very lively outside.

"It's okay, it's okay if it's okay."

Pu Hai, the representative of the three groups, nodded again and again at this time, and his eyes were very relieved.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyu had been accompanying Boss Wang's bed, and even she was surprised to see so many people coming.

Something you've never seen before!

Wang Xiaoyu kept telling everyone about Boss Wang's situation.

"Xiaoyu, if there is any difficulty at home, respond to the village in time, we will definitely help if we can help"

Village Chief Zhu Yicheng looked at Wang Xiaoyu and said kindly.

"Well, I see," Wang Xiaoyu whispered. In this case, it is obvious that Wang Xiaoyu is not suitable for it.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyu was very nervous and apprehensive in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, let's come here today, one is to see your father's situation, and the other is to tell you some things."

The village head, Zhu Yicheng, continued, and a group of people quickly walked out of the room and came to the restaurant.

Yesterday, with the help of many villagers, the restaurant was apparently cleaned up, and some tables and chairs were put together.

"Say it" Wang Xiaoyu beckoned everyone to sit down one by one, and at this time she stood next to the village chief and said quickly.

Several representatives of the village also fell completely silent when they heard this.

"Xiaoyu, the representative of the seventh group, Ping Taiqing, is dead, you know," village chief Zhu Yicheng asked.

"Hmm," Wang Xiaoyu replied in a low voice.

"Although the grievances between your Wang Ping family have always existed, after all, in the same village, sometimes they target each other, and they don't do anything out of the ordinary."

"But yesterday Ping Taiqing's actions did pass, but fortunately, your father is safe and sound now"

"As the head of a village, there are some things that I didn't handle well, which led to yesterday's tragedy. “

"But after all, Ping Taiqing is dead, and we can't blame him anymore."

"No matter how you say this matter, it's all an internal grudge in our village, but yesterday it was an outsider who killed Ping Taiqing"

"So, our village naturally can't keep him"

"What do you think, Xiaoyu?"

Village Chief Zhu Yicheng looked at Wang Xiaoyu and said slowly.

It was very direct, and after last night's discussion within the village, it was clear that this was the final result.

"I, I..." Wang Xiaoyu naturally understood the village chief's words, but at this time, she was flustered and stammered, not knowing what to say.

"I can't walk yet" The wasteland didn't know when he got up, but at this time he slowly came to the crowd, and he was still stretching.

"Boy, it's not your turn to speak" Seeing the lazy appearance of the wasteland, Yuan Zhen, the representative of the second group, suddenly lost his temper.

"My name is Wasteland, not Boy" Wasteland looked at Yuan Zhen's fat appearance, it was simply an upgraded version of 'Fat Man'.

"I don't need you to remind me what your name is, now your name has already spread throughout Luoxian Village" For some reason, Yuan Zhen just couldn't get used to the arrogant appearance of the wasteland.

“...“ The wasteland really doesn't know how to refute it.

"Tell me, why can't you leave yet?" Village Chief Zhu Yicheng didn't care about the wasteland's attitude, he looked at the wasteland and asked.

"Don't you know?" The wasteland also looked at the village chief Zhu Yicheng and asked rhetorically.

At this time, everyone was silent for a while.

Everyone knows what the wasteland means, but they don't say it explicitly.

"You should know that leaving the village now is not only good for our village, but also good for you" Zhu Boyu stood up at this time and said.

"How can you call it good to me?" said Wasteland, with a light smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you really not know, or are you too young and ignorant," Zhu Boyu said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, you don't know it, you don't know it, if you are young or ignorant, if something happens, someone naturally needs to take care of it," Wasteland retorted.

"You can't afford it" Zhu Boyu said seriously, with a serious expression. Apparently there is no disregard for the wasteland.

"Thank you for telling me" The wasteland actually clasped his hands into fists and looked at Zhu Boyu.

"Boy, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink" Yuan Zhen looked at the wasteland with an impatient expression.

"I'd like to see how you prepare for this punishment" The wasteland was domineering at this time, looking at everyone, and some bloodshot appeared in his determined eyes.

"Boy, you can't do it" Swept by the eyes of the wasteland, Yuan Zhen's whole heart was suddenly shocked, and his momentum immediately wilted.

"Wasteland, this is not just your personal matter, it involves our entire village," Zhu Boyu said.

"Oh?" The wasteland was puzzled for a moment, and looked at Zhu Boyu, very curious.

"That guy grew up in our village since he was a child, and we couldn't know his personality better," Zhu explained.

"What character?" Wasteland continued.

"If you look at it, you will repay it, cut the grass and eradicate the roots" Zhu Boyu said with a serious face.

Hearing this, the pupils of the entire person in the wasteland shrank back.

"If you continue to stay in the village, then he is not only targeting you, our village may even be implicated, and even worse, Wang Xiaoyu's family may also be in danger," Zhu Boyu said slowly. The expression on his face turned pale.

"Doesn't the Department of Internal Affairs care about a person like him" The wasteland is not afraid, but if it involves Wang Xiaoyu, he naturally has to make more plans.

"How to manage, how to manage? They are the sky, they are the law, we are the people of a village, who cares about our life or death" Zhu Boyu said with a smile, with a sarcastic face.

Is it a satire of the wasteland? or a satire of yourself? Or is it a satire of the world?

In a world where the law of the jungle is the strongest, where there will be fairness.

"That's how you forced the knife to leave with this so-called righteousness" The wasteland's slightly closed eyes seemed to be thinking, and he spoke slowly.

And Zhu Boyu, who heard this, unconsciously took half a step back, and even Yuan Zhen, who had a loud voice, turned his face away.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyu clenched her hands tightly, and cold sweat continued to break out in her palms.

Naturally, the wasteland will not run away, and from the moment he slashes Pingtaiqing, he will take the responsibility.

So from beginning to end, in the heart of the wasteland, this responsibility will never change.

But now that you know that person's character, you will naturally not let him go. At this time, the eyes of the wasteland were suddenly filled with coldness, and the anger in his body suddenly rose.

The temperature of this space has dropped a lot, and everyone in the restaurant feels the slightest chill.

"Hey" At this moment, Deng Zhu stood up from the wooden chair, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and walked tremblingly.

"Wasteland, sit down first" I saw Deng Zhu slowly approaching the wasteland, pulling the wasteland and sitting on the chair next to him.

"Old sir..." The wasteland hurriedly stood up and helped Deng Zhu.

"Sit down" Deng Zhu looked at the wasteland and nodded.

I saw Deng Zhu say slowly:

"There is no right or wrong thing, and there is nothing wrong with you being young and vigorous now"

"That Ping Taiqing is the first to act, aggressive, when will the two families retribution?"

"It's just that these sins are made for you to bear."

"That Pingqi is ruthless, and he is also very sophisticated and sleek in handling things, and he mixed into the position of the collar at a young age, after all, the Department of Internal Affairs has big roots and deep roots."

"I'm old, and I'm not as energetic as you young people, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I just want to spend my old age in peace, that's my biggest wish"

"Back then, our Luoxian Village also went through a bloody storm, in the past, most of the people in this village were surnamed Huang, and they laid the foundation of this village."

"It was just a betrayal that made this village fall apart in an instant, and from then on, there was no more Huang family name in this village"

"The people who came to this village all took refuge, like a hodgepodge, and the village of Raxian slowly regained its vitality."

"We're just ordinary people, we don't want to fight and we don't want to fight."

"I hope you'll be considerate."

Deng Zhu was very serious, and at this time, a trace of tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes.

Move it with emotion and know it with reason!

Looking at the old man in front of him, the wasteland didn't know how to talk for a while.

"If I leave, what will Wang Xiaoyu do" The wasteland slowly spoke, struggling in his heart.

"Naturally, we will fight to protect their family, we are old bones, I believe he will not be too out of line," Deng Zhu continued.

At this time, the wasteland looked at Wang Xiaoyu, and his heart was very entangled, in terms of his temperament, he would never escape in this situation.

But looking at the people in front of them, most of them were already old.

In a dilemma!

And at this moment, Jun Buyu walked quickly in white.

Seeing this, the village chief immediately stood up, looked at Jun Buyu and asked, "How is it?"

At this time, Jun Buyu's expression was very solemn, and he shook his head at the village chief Zhu Yicheng.

When everyone saw this, they were like frosted eggplants.

"Hey," even Deng Zhu sighed.

"It's really troublesome now" Zhu Boyu walked back and forth, his palms constantly rubbing against each other, obviously even he was very nervous.

Although the wasteland didn't know why, looking at their expressions one by one, it was obvious that he had roughly understood.

The one was furious!

"I'm afraid it's not easy for you to leave this time" Jun Buyu looked at the wasteland and said with a solemn expression.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it," said the wasteland, clasping his hands into fists at Jun Buyu.

"The Secretary of Internal Affairs has the right to transfer the Three Hundred Gods and Demon Corps if he holds a position above the rank of guardian."

"In other words, what you are about to face is not just one person, but the more powerful Three Hundred Gods and Demons Legion."

Jun Buyu said solemnly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately gasped.

Only the wasteland still doesn't understand what the Three Hundred Gods and Demon Corps means.

"The strength of the three people you faced yesterday can only be regarded as above average among the gods and demons legion."

"That is, you are about to face a hundred times the power of yesterday"

"No, even more terrifying, their combination is enough to make the heavens and the earth lose color"

Jun said slowly.