"Of course, as long as you compensate this aunt for her losses, it's naturally okay if you want to apologize to him," Zhao Changcai nodded and said.

At this time, on the village road outside the crowd, three black crown cars were seen slowly coming, and the driver was impatiently trying to honk the horn, but was stopped by the man behind the seat, but it was the county magistrate Zhang and his party who came to find political discipline.

"Xiao Liu, go down and take a look, what's going on in front of you?" said County Magistrate Zhang as he looked at the crowd with a frown.

"Okay," the secretary surnamed Liu nodded, stepped down from the co-pilot, walked to the back of the crowd, and asked casually, "What's going on inside?"

The village name who was asked glanced at him vigilantly, looked around and whispered: "The politician hit someone, and people came to the door to ask for compensation!"

"Which politician?" asked Secretary Liu, frowning.

"How many politicians does Yuanping have?" is Zheng Xueyi's family!" Mura Ming looked at Secretary Liu with a foolish expression, and at the same time secretly looked at the three crowns behind him, guessing whose family it was back.

Secretary Liu's face changed, and his heart was shocked, the politicians, the political discipline, could it be together? Thinking of this, he hurriedly returned to the car, and said a few words in the ear of the county magistrate Zhang, the county magistrate Zhang frowned violently, looked at it and said: "Get out of the car with me, you go and tell the secretary behind you about it", after speaking, he opened the car door, walked down, and took the lead in walking towards the crowd.

"What's going on here!" Accompanied by the entourage, County Magistrate Zhang pushed everyone away and walked into the entrance, frowning and looking at the situation inside, and suddenly saw Zhengji standing next to the car like a flock of chickens, and his heart was shocked, the person he was looking for this time was him!

"Zhang, County Magistrate Zhang? Why are you here?" Zhao Changcai saw the person who came, and recognized it at a glance, this is Zhang Tie, the head of a county, he has seen it more than once when he went to the county to report on his work, but he doesn't know why he remembered Yuan Ping today? Zhao Changcai's heart tightened, and when County Magistrate Zhang appeared, he was afraid that his plan would be to go on a business trip! Although he was apprehensive in his heart, he walked up to County Magistrate Zhang with a flattering smile on his face, but he didn't know that his sharp-beaked monkey cheeks were even more treacherous in his smile! This made County Magistrate Zhang's perception of him even more disgusted.

"Zhao Changcai, what did County Magistrate Zhang ask you about, but you said it", at this time, another voice came from the crowd, but it was Liu Baojun, secretary of the county party committee, who walked over with an expressionless face.

"Secretary Liu, you are also here, this, isn't this a little accident, Zhengji drove someone else's hand off, and the owner of the family came to the door to ask for compensation?" Zhao Changcai saw Secretary Liu in front of him, and his heart was determined a lot, since he was elected, he has not given Secretary Liu less benefits, the two can be said to be grasshoppers on a rope, he should naturally not sit idly by.

The surrounding onlookers didn't expect that the county magistrate and the secretary arrived in Yuanping Village at the same time today, and everyone whispered and looked at the field curiously.

"Oh, there was a car accident, when did it happen?" As soon as Secretary Liu appeared, he took the initiative to take over the right to speak, and a shadow flashed in the eyes of the county magistrate Zhang on the side, but he no longer spoke, just watched the changes, just looked at the tall young man next to the car, and took advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention to Zheng Ji to cast an appreciative smile, and nodded as a greeting.

Zhengji looked at the person who came, and his heart was also strange, and he saw the kind smile given to him by the person called County Magistrate Zhang, and he was a little confused, but he still smiled slightly and bowed his head slightly as a return gift.

"Auntie, Shuji asked you what happened", Zhao Changcai did not explain, but put the right to speak into the hands of the woman on the ground, giving her a reassuring look.

Some middle-aged women with weak hearts saw Zhao Changcai's eyes, their hearts were a little fixed, and they cried: "Last night, my husband and I walked home at the intersection of the national highway, who knew that halfway to the road, I was hit by a car from behind, I hid fast, it's okay, but my man's arm was broken on the spot, and the owner just stopped slightly, and then scolded and started the car and left, and ignored us, I finally drove him home, and then I followed the tire prints to find here, this is the car! Crashed us!"

"Secretary Liu, the matter is roughly what this aunt said, just now we were negotiating compensation, a small matter, just let me deal with it, why don't you and County Magistrate Zhang go back to the village office to rest first?" Zhao Changcai rolled his eyes and wanted to break up a few people.

Liu Shuji nodded, and just as he wanted to speak, County Magistrate Zhang spoke: "Nothing that concerns the people is a trivial matter, what is the result of the discussion?"

Zhao Changcai scolded in his heart when he heard it, you said that you are a county magistrate, it is not good to be an official in the office, and you are nosy when you come to my one-third of an acre, although you think so in your heart, but you don't know what to say, he naturally knows that the compensation of 800,000 yuan is too high, and the county magistrate Zhang who is a bystander must also know, after thinking about it, he has an idea and said: "Because the aunt's husband's arm is injured, he can't do heavy work in the future, so this aunt wants the politician to compensate her 800,000 yuan as future expenses."

"800,000! so much?!" County Magistrate Zhang frowned, this is not a small amount, he is well-informed, he knows many cases of car accident compensation, how can there be an arm of 800,000 compensation!

"Well, isn't this taking into account the future life of the aunt's family", Zhao Changcai said with a smile as his eyes rolled.

"800,000 is too much! Even if you go through the legal process, you won't be sentenced so much, in my opinion, 500,000 is enough," County Magistrate Zhang thought about it and looked at Zhengji's hand and said, he wanted to take this opportunity to sell his favor to Zhengji, and also leave a good impression.

"500,000!" The woman on the ground shouted when she heard it, and she just wanted to cry when she held her mouth, but when she heard Zhao Changcai coughing loudly, she looked at her with frowns, and forced her to say goodbye to the crying that came to her mouth.

"Lao Zhang graduated from law school, there will be no problem with his judgment, I think he will compensate according to the 500,000 yuan", Secretary Liu also saw the political discipline at this moment, and smiled Yuanchangdao.

"I have a few words I want to ask the injured," Masaki said as he walked over to Ma San who was lying on the ground.

"What else are you asking? Haven't the county magistrate and Shuji already made a decision? Are you not convinced?" Zhao Changcai lost 300,000 yuan, and he was unhappy, not to mention, the situation was no longer within his control, if Zhengji asked something, wouldn't it be his own bad luck? He said impatiently.

"Of course you can! If you have any doubts, you can naturally confront each other," what Zhao Changcai did not expect, County Magistrate Zhang actually agreed to the request of political discipline.

Zhengji nodded, said thank you, and squatted in front of Ma San, Ma San felt the breath of Zhengji, and recalled that last night Zhengji shot like a demon god, which still made him palpitate, and he was afraid that Zhengji would break his other hand if he broke it off for a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"I know you're awake, don't pretend, open your eyes and look at me!" Masaki's voice seemed to have magic power, penetrating to the bottom of Ma San's heart, making him can't help but open his eyes, and then Masaki's handsome face appeared in front of him.

"I admit that your arm was caused by me, but I don't agree with it if I said that I was hit by a car," Zhengji said while shaking his slender hand in front of Ma San's eyes intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to move his fingers as dexterously as fast and slow as he moved, because Ma San was lying in front of the car, so Zhengji cleverly used the angle of the car to cover everyone's sight, leaving only his squatting back.

"You say, why didn't I scrap both of your arms last night?" Masaki said while his hands kept moving, and Ma San couldn't help but look at Masaki's fingers flying like butterflies, his eyes gradually became demented, and the whole person began to be in a trance, as Masaki's hand movements accelerated, his gaze became more and more sluggish, and then it seemed that the whole person was drunk, and his hazy consciousness was in a trance.

Masaki looked at Ma San's appearance on the ground with satisfaction, after being taught by Itachi, although he didn't dare to say that illusion was at its peak, but it was more than enough to hypnotize such a weak-hearted person, the reason why he didn't tell everyone what happened last night at the beginning was because he knew that there was no evidence, not to mention that Zhao Changcai and others would not admit it, even the surrounding village names would not believe his words, instead of wasting his tongue, it was better to grab seven inches, and when the opponent was trying to see the dagger, he controlled Ma San in one fell swoop, and came to a Jedi counterattack, so that Ma San himself admitted。

Masaki slowly stood up, and a cold voice sounded in the ears of the onlookers: "Let me ask you, how did your arm break?"

"Interrupted by you", Ma San looked at Zhengji with stupid eyes, his voice fluttered, and he said involuntarily, the surrounding crowd looked at this scene curiously, I don't know why Zhengji asked again, but in the ears of county magistrate Zhang and their thoughtful people, it is different, a "type" word, but why is it not broken, is there any hidden meaning in this?

"What were you doing on the national highway last night?" Masaki looked at Ma Yuan and continued to ask.

"Last night, last night," said this, Ma San's face suddenly showed a trace of fear and struggle, as if he remembered something unbearable from the past, but finally gasped and said: "Last night, where did I rob a vehicle on the national highway!"

With a "whoosh," the surrounding masses were all taken aback, robbing the vehicle! This Ma San actually robbed a vehicle on the national highway last night! Could it be that there was another hidden story about the incident in which Zhengji hit him? Everyone present felt as if there was a deeper story in it, and discussed it with each other in a curious whisper, but the woman on the ground was stunned at the moment, she felt as if there were 10,000 flies circling in her head, how could her husband tell this matter? Could it be that his brain was broken?