Guan Ming repeatedly destroyed Uncle Zhou Yuan's 'story conference';

In the end, not only did they all fail, but also caused the Guan family's reputation in the relevant villages to plummet;

When Guan Ming's blue nose and swollen face returned to the Guan house;

The latest public support rate has become: Xu family: Guan family, 3:7!

This is according to the information that the eldest brother of the fishermen of the Xu family chatted about when he was drinking tea. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Back to Guanjia:

"I've been staring at the bait released by the other party—"

"And did not perceive the movement of the main force!"

Speaking of which, Guan Lao Wei couldn't hold it back anymore;

He slammed an expensive porcelain pot to the ground;

Fragments splashed, and several sharp pieces of porcelain pierced into Guan Ming's flesh;

Guan Ming hid in the corner with his head in his arms, his blood flowing.

is obviously a middle-aged man, and he is still the king of the Guan family;

But he lives like a puppet in front of his father, which is really pitiful.

"Their main force is in another village. ”

"Xu Jianiu and her man;"

"The village where the story is told is not the home at all!"

"Do you know what to do?"

"Yes, yes, yes—"

"Then you don't want to go quickly!!"

Guan Mingfei also fled.

......

There are only 3.5 days left before the casting of the king's election.

Zhou Yuan stood on the stage again, peddling his views;

Even if the policy of 'revolution and changing the sky' is not welcomed by the villagers;

But he still has to talk!

Because this is where his enthusiasm for participating in the king's election lies!

No change, no innovation, what's the point of such a reluctant and passionless work!

Before going on stage, the eldest lady couldn't help but ask lightly:

"You could have been king first, and then you could have repaired the ship—"

After that, he left Beisha alone and went to Hope Island. ”

"Is it necessary to pull the villagers?"

"Although you are for their good. ”

"They don't necessarily take your affection. ”

Zhou Yuan listened carefully to the eldest lady's words, and then he said:

"It's because of you!!"

Miss: "!?"

"Me?!"

"I'm just a bad good person—" Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Azi, they all know it. ”

"Obviously you let me see the cute side of the villagers—"

"After that, you want me to abandon them!"

"I'm really—"

"I can't do it!!"

After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, he resolutely stepped onto the podium;

The eldest lady looked at his back in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

After the villagers agreed with his other campaign platforms;

Zhou Yuan is going to work hard to sell the idea of 'Hope Island for Immigrants'.

"There is a lack of material on Beisha Island—"

"Even if it develops in the future, there is not enough material material for everyone to improve their lives!"

"There's only one way!"

"It's going to a wider world!"

"Humanity's last hope, Hope Island!!"

"The Hope Project is Jeonbuksha Immigrant Hope Island!!"

At this moment, Zhou Yuan's voice reached its highest point.

"Just kidding—" a stranger stepped up and laughed loudly.

And when they looked at him, they saw him with a cap;

With hemostatic patches sticking to his face, he looks like a gangster.

Zhou Yuan was not annoyed, because there was an argument before there was a conclusion.

Trouble-making-?!

It's almost as good as coming over and helping!

Just listen to the trend gangster continues:

"Who is willing to give up their ancestors' property in Beisha-"

"Give up your home in Beisha-"

"Give up everything you're familiar with—"

"Go to that island of hope that I don't know what to call it?"

The gangster's voice was louder than the other, and the momentum gradually increased.

It simply captured the psychology of the villagers;

At this moment, the villagers have forgotten about Zhou Yuan's other policies;

Keep an eye on one that doesn't suit their appetite: the island of hope for immigrants.

The villagers chimed in:

"yes—"

"I'm going to stay in my hometown—"

"I'm gone, what about my home?"

"We don't want to go to 'Hope Island'!"

......

Zhou Yuan and the gangsters collided violently with their views on the island of hope for immigrants.

For a while, it seemed to be surging;

It was as if it was already the climax of the campaign debate.

"You're trying to trick us into going outside, aren't you?"

"Then sell it as a slave?!"

Seeing the reaction of the villagers, the gangsters made inches inch-

Speculate with a very vicious irresponsible no-blame.

Villager: "!?"

The villagers were taken aback and cursed.

"You're not human!"

"You want to do that?!"

"you!"

......

The gangster's eyes are full of light:

Ahaha, that's it?!

Can you go back and explain?

It's unbelievably smooth!

But—

Zhou Yuan and the eldest lady in Taiwan did not have any lost expressions;

They looked at the thugs with a kind of-

Feeling sympathetic?

The gangsters were startled, and the scene was quiet at this time;

At this time, as long as it is about the trust of the villagers, the eldest lady will come forward;

Just listen to her crisp voice with a feminine firmness:

"This is a baseless and vicious idea!!"

"How many people are Zhou Yuan and me?"

"But there are thousands of you, and a few of you have sold thousands—"

"It's unreasonable!"

When the villagers heard this, they suddenly felt that it made sense:

"Seems to be true—"

"How can a few people sell thousands?"

"Can't even count the money?"

"I misunderstood the selection of Lord Wang and the eldest lady-"

"I'm so embarrassed. ”

......

Several villagers even patted their heads in shame, turning from black to pink.

Most of the villagers not only felt justified, but also had a sense of indebtedness to the good people.

"Damn—" the thug scolded;

But how could he just give up like that;

The other party still has a fatal loophole in his own hands!

He raised his voice and said:

"Even if that's—"

"It's not our wish to leave our homeland after all!"

"Although Beisha is poor, it is still my home!"

After the thugs finished speaking, the villagers fell silent again;

The gangsters are happy for their wit:

Persistence is victory, how inspirational!

The villagers really feel very reluctant to give up their homes.

Compared with the previous sense of shame, nostalgia is more important!

The villagers nodded in agreement.

The gangsters looked at Miss Zhou Yuan proudly;

But—

I saw Zhou Yuan smile faintly, but he said something earth-shattering:

"I will never give up Beisha Island!"

Zhou Yuan raised his fist and said;

At this moment, he seems to be Adolf, incarnated as a mustache for Dex.

"I won't let everyone give up Beisha!"

"When I become the chosen king—"

"We will follow everyone's wishes, and those who are willing to emigrate. ”

"If you don't want to go, you can choose to stay. ”

Isn't it mandatory for everyone to emigrate?

The villagers suddenly realized that they would have said no to this earlier.

We'll vote for you, so many twists and turns.

But that's not all!

And that's not all!

.......