The old man calmly put down his glass and said, "If I cough violently outside, you should go wherever you want."

As the old man spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the place where the two people had just hidden.

Qin Lang and the fat man nodded and watched the old man go out.

The courtyard gate opened, and the village chief was now at the door, with a kind and lovely face.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" The old man blocked the door, and did not mean to let the village chief in.

"Can't I go in, I heard that there are guests." The village chief looked at the old man meaningfully.

"What a guest do I have for this lonely old man." The old man barely managed to squeeze out a smile to hide his nervousness.

"You don't have to guard against me like a thief, if I wanted to call, I would have called, our second boy has already seen Qin Lang." The village chief still had a kind face.

The words have already been said to this point, so there is no need to hide it.

"Please." The old man made a gesture for the village chief to take a step first, and then locked the courtyard door.

The village chief looked very calm, because when he entered the courtyard, he saw two people in the room.

One is Qin Lang, although the photos on the screen are a little distorted, he still recognizes them at a glance.

There is also a fat man beside Qin Lang, and he doesn't know who this person is.

Entering the door, before the village chief could speak, he felt that his whole body was lifted up at once, and a broken sharp chopstick was pressed against his throat.

"Don't do it, don't do it." Although the village chief is also a person who has seen the world, there is an essential difference between Qin Lang in front of him and this extremely fierce dead fat man.

"Say, 'Who sent you?' The fat man's voice was low and terrifying.

"Let it go." The old man shouted when he saw the dead fat man as if he were facing a great enemy.

"He's fine." The fat man asked.

"Village Chief, I want to talk to you." The old man said with a smile.

The fat man let go, and the moment the village chief's foot touched the ground, he felt more intimate than he had ever felt before, and the land was a fucking good thing.

"Sit down." The old man took out a master's style.

Only then did the village chief feel that this old beast who had been in the village for many years was so uneasy.

In the past, when this old bastard came over, he also found an opportunity to receive gifts from others, and it seemed that he was really too shallow.

The village chief looked very restrained, but it wasn't because of Qin Lang, now he felt that the dead fat man next to him was even more terrifying than Qin Lang.

"Is there anything wrong with the village chief coming here?" Although Qin Lang was very polite to this person called the village chief, he really hated it in his heart, and this person reminded him of the brute in Mingyue Village again.

The village chief was a little different, because in his imagination, Qin Lang should be a cold-faced refusal to look thousands of miles away, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him looked a little haggard but heroic.

"My son saw you, but it doesn't matter, I asked him not to go out and say it, but I can't guarantee that others will see you, after all, the charm of money may be more attractive than anything else these days, not to mention that sometimes things that seem natural may not be true." The village chief said it very sincerely.

Qin Lang had been looking at the village chief's eyes, and the dead fat man was the same, only the old man was eating and drinking on the side, as if he would let several people eat them all if he was not careful.

"A toast." Qin Lang picked up the wine glass and felt a warm current in his heart.

It seems that everyone cannot be regarded as this virtue, and not all village chiefs are bad.

The village chief was a little flattered, and looked around for a long time, but there was no wine glass.

"Come over the cup." The fat man kicked the old man.

The old man's freshly eaten bone almost got stuck in his throat, and he went to fetch the wine glass.

"I'll leave tomorrow and won't trouble you." Qin Lang said after drinking a glass of wine with the village chief.

"Nope." The old man put down his glass and said.

"Why?" The village chief finally got the answer, and he didn't want to be ruined because of this old guy.

"He's not cured yet, at least for a week." The old man put down a rib in his hand and said.

The village chief was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't dare to guarantee safety, you should be careful." ”

"It's okay, I'll let him lie down and go out when he comes." The fat man grinned a lot, and he looked like he was not afraid of the sky and the earth.

"You ......" the village chief stopped talking, because he really didn't dare to say anything in front of this person.

"You can't wade through troubled waters with me." Qin Lang was grateful to this fat man, not only because of his words, but also because he was able to give up the 20,000 yuan on his body to the old man to save his life.

"Don't be sentimental, I'd like to stay here a little longer." The fat man doesn't leave room for others at all to speak.

The old man and the village chief were all looking at Qin Lang, thinking that Qin Lang would be angry, but Qin Lang liked the virtue of the dead fat man very much, and he went straight and didn't beat around the corner.

"Then you're here by yourself, I don't like to owe someone a favor." Qin Lang took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"What you owe or don't owe is already like this, you can start all over again." The fat man ripped off a large piece of meat from a chicken leg in front of him.

Qin Lang sighed, the fat man was right, without the Moonlight Treasure Box, no one could start over.

What should I do now, the police are looking for him, and he doesn't know what Huang Zhengde means.

The wonderful performance of the orchid once made Qin Lang feel cold, it was a feeling that the sun was in full swing at the beginning, and now the lost dog is another feeling.

He couldn't trust anyone, although he wanted the world to be beautiful and full of true feelings, but the experience of such a long time told him that it was all fucking bullshit.

If he had Huang Shishi to believe it, he would definitely call her, not ask for anything else, just send over 20,000 yuan, so that he wouldn't have to owe that dead fat man, listening to people say this and that.

In the end, several people discussed for a long time, and the village chief patted his chest and assured because he drank too much, saying: "I dare not say anything else, in this acre and three points of land, there is no problem for seven days, and you must leave after seven days, there are many dreams at night." ”

Qin Lang is not stubborn, because he knows that even if he goes out now, he can't do anything, let alone find a way to take revenge, his body is not good, everything is fucking bullshit.

"Okay, as long as you promise to be okay within seven days, I can be sure that this kid's illness will be cured, who asked me to collect 20,000 yuan." The old man was a little embarrassed.

In the middle of the night, the village chief went out of the old man's house, stumbling a little, but not so bad as to fall.

Just as he had just walked a dozen steps out of the old man's house, a black Land Cruiser drove up.