"By the way, who is the village chief of Yuanping?" asked County Magistrate Zhang suddenly thought of something.

"It seems to be Zhao Changcai", the secretary thought for a while and said.

"Zhao Changcai?" A sharp-beaked monkey's cheek face appeared in the mind of the county magistrate Zhang, and he frowned slightly, his impression of this person was actually not very good, on the one hand, his appearance was not pleasant, on the other hand, this person was too greedy, and some people had already reacted to his sale of land in the village, but he was the secretary of the county party committee, and he was not easy to interfere.

He glanced at the other crown car that followed him, but there was the secretary of the county party committee, this old fox must have also smelled the key, and he must follow him to Yuanping, and the fact was indeed as he thought, and a similar conversation was going on in the other crown car.

"Drive faster, try to arrive as early as possible", County Magistrate Zhang thought for a while and said to the driver, the vehicle increased the accelerator and drove forward.

"Woo woo woo! Everyone, come and comment! The politician knocked my man to a cripple, but he hit and run, how can we orphans and widows live!!" said that it was a happy day, but at the door of Zheng Xueyi's house, there was a woman wrapped in a headscarf who was lying in front of the Humvee of political discipline and pointed to the door of the politician and cried with a handful of snot and tears, while slapping the car door hard, as if he had a deep hatred for this car, and the man on the stretcher had bloody arms, but his eyes were slightly closed and painful** , leaving a gap and secretly looking at the door of the politician.

"What's the situation? What are you doing during the New Year? You can't slander people?" Zheng Xueyi and the others ran out when they heard the movement at the door, frowning and looking at the barbaric women in front of them.

"Slander, look at what has become of my man? You ask the person who drove this car in your family, does he admit that he made my man like this!" The middle-aged woman stood up, pointed at the tip of Zheng Xueyi's nose and said sharply, but a pair of eyes quietly scanned the crowd at the door of the government's house, and after seeing Zhengji, her eyes lit up, and she cried even louder.

Hearing the woman say this, Zheng Xueping and his wife subconsciously glanced at the political discipline behind them, and the political discipline saw the worried eyes of the family, gave a reassuring look, slowly walked out of the crowd, looked at the woman on the ground, and then looked at the man who was peeking at this side on the stretcher, for the purpose of the two, he already knew in his heart, although he didn't know how the man from last night found him, but he was not panicked.

"Your man's arm injury is indeed done by me", Masaki's cold voice sounded clearly in everyone's ears through the woman's cry, the woman's cry was paused, with a surprised expression, probably didn't expect Masaki to admit it so easily, but then she cried louder and louder, and her hoarse appearance made people who didn't know think that she had killed her husband, and the surrounding crowd also heard Masaki's voice in an uproar.

"Isn't it? The kid of the politician would do such a thing? When I came back last year, I looked at this kid with a very soft temperament", the political scientist in the crowd said with some suspicion to the aunt Ma at the door.

"Hmph, I don't think necessarily, some people become bad when they are rich, who knows how this politician made his fortune, maybe it was really he who hit someone and drove away with his money, you see that there are still blood stains on the license plate in front of the car!" A voice in the crowd sounded in the ears of the people, changing the hearts of the politicians in the same village a little.

"Xiao Zheng, is this really what you did?" Zheng Xueyi and Zheng Xueping stepped forward to look at Zheng Ji, their eyes flashed with disbelief, the two of them didn't believe that their son and nephew would do such a thing anyway.

"Woo woo! Everyone heard it, this man who was stabbed with a thousand knives admitted it himself! He broke my husband's arm! My family is just a laborer of my man, and now he is injured like this, how can we live! Tell me how we still live! I really want to die in front of this car and become a ghost who haunts your politician for the rest of my life! Let you die a good death for the rest of your life!" The woman's vicious words came casually, making the faces of the political family standing at the door darker and darker, this festive day is the most taboo so cursed, whether it is done by Zhengji or not, they are full of disgust for this woman, but Zhengji does not move, but his eyes are a little cold.

"That's enough! Don't talk about it! How much do you want? We'll pay you!" Zheng Xueping really couldn't listen anymore, and stood up and looked at the Sappo woman on the ground and said in disgust.

The woman on the ground wept and mourned, her eyes rolled sinisterly with her head down, and she sobbed while crying and said: "Is this a matter of losing money? Is this a matter that can be solved by losing money? My man will not be able to do heavy work in his life! Will you not be able to support us for the rest of your life?"

"Yes! How pitiful these two are! I'm afraid that the appearance of that arm can't be cured! If you have a child in the future, how will you raise a child? How can this be solved with a little money?" Another man's voice sounded in the crowd, winning some sympathy from the hearts of those present.

"That's true, how pitiful, how miserable, to say that this rich man is so unkind to the rich? Do you really think that a few stinky money will not take us poor people seriously?" Another voice came from the other side of the crowd, singing and harmonizing the success of the politician and the village name present invisibly divided into two hostile lineups, the originally neutral people in the crowd couldn't help whispering at the moment, looking at the politician's eyes are no longer as friendly as they were at the beginning, human nature is actually not to see others stronger than themselves, not to mention that people who were the same as themselves or even inferior to themselves in the past suddenly become much stronger than themselves one day, the jealous side of human nature will be unreservedly revealed, and these voices in the crowd are like a catalyst to make this mentality more and more ready to move。

The woman's voice cried higher and higher, and while crying, she hit her head on the tires of the Hummer one by one, as if she really wanted to commit suicide in front of the car of Zhengji, and then careful people could find that whenever her head was about to hit the tire, she would retract violently, and it seemed to be very hard but it was actually very light to hit the tire, but it created a false impression of looking for death and life for the onlookers of the village, and several village names who couldn't help but stand up and pull the woman to stop her, while comforting, the woman was crying out of breath.

Masaki will naturally not be confused by this slight trick, his sharp eyes can easily see the woman's acting, and the few people in the crowd who are fanning the flames can't escape his eyes, although they are very deep, but he still caught their figures, obviously, these people are a group of people who slandered people at the intersection last night, and he naturally recognized it on the ground, so he didn't take measures, because he instinctively felt that today's events were not so simple, these people could find themselves in such a short time, and understand the name of their home clearly, and they could perform such a play so well, I'm afraid the purpose is not so simple, should still have a back hand, he decided to wait and see what happens, to see who is behind the scenes.

"What's going on? What's going on? What is the crying of the New Year?" It was a sharp voice that came in from outside the crowd, but it was Zhao Changcai who walked into the arena with a puzzled face, and saw a man and a woman on the ground, his expression changed slightly.

"What are you doing lying at the door of the government's house?And what's wrong with your arm?" Zhao Changcai's squinting eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, but his face was suspicious and worried, looking at the men and women on the ground and asked.

"Village Chief Zhao, you can call the shots for us!" Before Zheng Xueyi could speak, the woman threw herself on Zhao Changcai's lap, pointed at Zhengji with a handful of snot and tears.

"This aunt, don't worry, say slowly, what's going on, I'll be in charge of you", Zhao Changcai squatted down and helped the woman and said, and a hint of understanding flashed between the eyes of the two.

The woman wept and sobbed and pointed to the political discipline over there, and told the matter just now, looking at Zhao Changcai pleadingly, looking forward to his ruling.

"Okay, I understand the matter, this is Zhengji, you kid is wrong! It's okay to hit someone, but how can you escape? Don't you want to think about how this family will live after you leave?" After Zhao Changcai heard this, he nodded and stood up, but he looked at Zhengji and said bitterly.

"Do you think it's my fault based on what they say?" Zhengji looked at Zhao Changcai coldly, he already had some guesses when Zhao Changcai appeared just now, the time of his appearance was simply too ingenious, it can be said that it was not bad in seconds, on the one hand, as an intermediary, on the other hand, he broke the deadlock between the two parties, and Zhao Changcai's eyes that he thought were secret also did not escape Zhengji's sharp eyes, perhaps it was the experience of writing wheels, or in the space, with the Itachi learning illusion to fully understand the human psychology, he was more and more able to feel the person's mood and attitude according to the expression of each person's face, the slight change in his eyes, and the so-called hypnotist was also judged according to the expression of a little bit, Symptomatic hypnosis according to the situation, although Masaki's attainments in this area at this time dare not be said to be at the peak, but they are also rare.

ps: The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and my heart is so cold~~