Seeing that Gu Tian had escaped smoothly, the poor ghost collected his ghost power and gave up manipulating the four policemen.

Four policemen with their guns pointed at the county magistrate, Ling Ling shivered, woke up like a dream, looked around, suddenly his face changed greatly, and quickly lowered the muzzle of the gun, turned around to look for the target to be captured, but he couldn't find it, and he was even more shocked, and he couldn't close his mouth together, and he didn't know what to do.

After seeing that the county magistrate Wan Yitong was targeted by four guns, Fan Tianming, the head of the public security bureau, had changed his expression greatly, and he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, felt that he had no way to lead, and his face was ashamed, and he strode towards the four policemen and gently and skillfully confiscated the four guns.

"You four, you are no longer suitable to be policemen, stay aside, go back to the bureau and clean you up!" Fan Tianming said stupidly, indifferently swept away the four poor and inexplicable subordinates, handed the gun to the instructor, and returned to the county magistrate, with a guilty face, quietly waiting for new instructions.

Seeing that the gun had been dropped, his hanging heart fell, and he wiped his smooth forehead, approached the director's ear, and whispered in a cold voice: "You must catch that village chief, otherwise your position as the director of the bureau will be difficult to protect! Remember: You must not let Gu Tian petition, and as a last resort, you can be heavy-handed! You must see people in life and corpses in death, and you don't have to care too much about the consequences!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Director Fan Tianming suddenly held his head high and agreed, walked quickly in front of the four bare-handed policemen, and also commanded with a frosty face: "You must catch that village chief, otherwise your job will be difficult to protect! This is your chance to atone for your crimes! I will keep the gun for you first, and with your electric baton and a body of grappling and fighting skills, it is more than enough to deal with such a people." If you want to see people in life and corpses in death, you must have a clear explanation!"

"Yes!" The four policemen immediately lifted their spirits, regained their manly confidence, saluted together, and prepared for action.

"Slow!" County Magistrate Wan waved his hand, approached Director Fan, looked left and right, and once again emphasized in a meaningful whisper, "How can we deal with the extremely vicious Diao people without guns? The Diao people refuse to be arrested, and they can be killed on the spot -- they must not be allowed to abscond, petition, or affect the overall situation! There is no need to think much about the consequences, just write a report and hand it in." ”

This was said very lightly, but it was very vicious, and he obviously hated Gu Tian to the extreme. This voice, except for Director Fan and the poor ghost Mao Changsheng who was approaching, no third party heard it.

Director Fan hesitated slightly, took the pistol back, and gave it back to the four policemen, and compared a crisp and ambiguous downward pressure to the four policemen.

The four policemen understood, nodded again and again, were in good spirits, strode around the crowd, and went to the direction where the village chief Gu Tian disappeared.

"There are ten ways for officials, but nine people don't know them. These officials are always mysterious!" the poor ghost thought to himself, "Village chief, you have to be more careful, these officials seem to hate and fear you, as if they want to kill you to rest assured! Why are officials afraid of the ordinary people? There must be something to be sorry for the ordinary people. Hmph, Lao Tzu didn't get any benefits from you during his lifetime, but now Lao Tzu wants to take a good look at your tricks and get closer to you. ”

What would it be like to be close to a ghost?

The county magistrate looked at the confused and loose crowd, took the small speaker, cleared his throat, squeezed out a smile like a diaper, and said with a self-righteous and amiable attitude:

"Folks, I am from a farmer, and these brothers and brothers around me are also from farmers, please believe us!

"We came to this Yanhuang Village with such fanfare, not to play prestige and bully the people, but to do practical things for the people.

"In the past, we also had plans to acquire land, but now, those plans have taken a back seat, and the top priority is to prevent the invasion of the virus and protect the health and lives of the whole village......

Land acquisition is not important? Virus invasion?

In this way, the villagers' resistance to adversity decreased slightly, and they all showed a look of confusion, and the whole audience was so quiet that they could hear the needles dropping.

Seeing that his words had played some role, the magistrate of Wanqitong was very proud in his heart, but he had a sacred look on his face for the country and the people, and continued:

"From last night to now, everyone has seen all kinds of strange things, how to explain these strange things? Don't be suspicious, this is caused by the virus invading our village.

"The source of the virus needs to be verified, and it will definitely give you a clear statement in the future. Now, please actively cooperate, put down the farm tools in your hands, and let the doctors and virus experts examine and treat you on the spot! Those who refuse treatment and do not believe in science may be hopeless in 10 hours......

Speaking of which, he wiped away the two tears that overflowed at some point - his own words, deeply moved his heart - suitable for being an official and an actor.

The villagers saw that the county magistrate Wan said it sincerely, and even the "cat urine" (tears) flowed out, so they no longer doubted the "virus invasion", and one by one they became nervous, almost suffocating, and the kitchen knives, hoes and other utensils in their hands were scattered all over the place, and one of them opened his voice and shouted miserably: "Thank you to the government! Thank you to the leaders! Give us examination and treatment, we don't want to die!"

The villagers all shouted urgently: "Give us treatment, we don't want to die!"

A smile flashed across the face of County Magistrate Wan, turned his face, and said to the white-coated doctors with solemn expressions: "The battle without gunpowder has begun, let's go on the white-clothed soldiers!"

"Fight, fight your mother, fight your father! Lao Tzu cured them of their ghostly illness, but you came to pick up a big bargain! I want to see what kind of heart you have and what kind of trick you want to play at all!" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was indignant and wanted to roar, but he muttered a few times in private and calmed down again.

More than a dozen doctors walked out and opened the medicine boxes with dazzling red "tens", some with disposable syringes, some with white medicine bottles, and some with the original injection...... They were all busy in an orderly manner.

An old man with a thin figure and a soybean-sized red mole on his lower lip walked up to the county magistrate, smiled flatteringly, took the megaphone with the battery, and said in a catly voice: "Listen, everyone! We will now give everyone two pills for preventing and resisting the virus, swallow them on the spot, and after 30 minutes, the doctor can make further observation and diagnosis." If you are not used to swallowing pills, you can also come to inject the liquid medicine, and the effect is the same. Don't scramble, come up in four rows at a time!"

The villagers scrambled to be the first, they all hated to treat themselves first, and the chaos was in a mess, and the chief immediately stepped forward one after another, lined up their arms, forming a wall of human flesh, and only then did they line up the messy villagers in four horizontal lines, and only then began to launch pills in turn.

Some villagers received two white pills, immediately threw them into their mouths, grunted, and swallowed them without a trace.

Some villagers received two pills, their faces were sad, and they hesitated, but in order to establish an approachable image, the county magistrate Wan hurriedly handed over the mineral water, and while he was moved, he also vomited, and by the way, he took away half a bottle of mineral water, and went to the side to boast about his honor: "Look, this is handed to me by the county magistrate himself!"

The villagers, who were naturally afraid of taking medicine and needles, hesitated for a moment, rolled up their sleeves, walked to the doctor who was squeezing the syringe, turned his face to the side, and accepted the injection as if he was slaughtered.