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The scene was silent, and the people on the ground were frightened to see what happened.

The fat man is the local emperor and the head of the village. What a leader he is. All the people are carefully waiting with a smiling face. He is afraid that the grandfather will not be happy. No one knows how much his daughter-in-law of WULIBA village has been sleeping, but they dare not speak. Now, Fu Mingyu, who looks gentle and gentle, used to be a famous counsellor when he was at home. How can he look like a ghost today.

After Fu Mingyu threw the fat man to the ground, his face didn't soften. It was as gloomy as water.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't move. If he couldn't make a decision on this, he would not call him a master in the future.

Fu Hong looks at her son beating up the head of the village. She is happy and afraid.

Happy is that the son finally grew up, gave himself a bad breath, fear is how to solve this matter, the township head behind is not a person. If

"Boy, you don't have to go home. Go with your friends." Fu Hong looks a little ugly and says nervously at his son.

Fu Mingyu smiles at her father and says nothing.

Squat down, change a clean smile, look at the dead fat man, said: "do you think clearly what I asked you to do? If you don't do as I said, I'll break your dog leg and your third leg today."

The fatso looks pale at this time. He has just recovered his breath. What happened just now still makes him tremble. But he is the head of the village. If he is soft

"Son of a bitch, you dare to beat me, I let your whole family..." Before the fat man's voice dropped, Fu Mingyu's fist had hit his stomach, and his voice turned into a howl.

Fu Mingyu is not grinding. She grabs the head of the village with one hand and picks him up. She tries to make him eat what he vomites on his father's face.

But the son of a bitch even struggled desperately, and in the end he felt the disgusting thing with his hair.

Fu Mingyu sneered and let go. The fat man fell to the ground again.

"Little grandfather is in a better mood today, otherwise he will waste you." Fu Mingyu has a smile on her face, but her voice is very cold.

The fat man was completely speechless. Looking around, he knew that he could not save the situation by himself. He scolded the skinny old man fiercely in his heart. He said, "yellow dog, grass mud horse, I've been beaten, but you'll leave first. I'll settle accounts with you when I go back.

The skinny old man did run with people, but the old guy didn't go home. Instead, he let a young boy ride a motorcycle to take him to the countryside.

The head of the village was beaten up here. He can't bear the responsibility for such a big thing. If he really doesn't care and runs away, the position of the village head may not be long-term.

In a small hotel in the easternmost part of the village, several people are playing mahjong.

A man sitting in the East is big and thick, bald, wearing a sweater with a big gold chain around his neck and tattoos on his hands.

The local people call him uncle because he is the elder brother-in-law of the township head. Because he is a bully in this place with his brother-in-law's influence, no one dares to provoke him.

"Grass Mud Horse, can you still play cards?" My uncle looked at a man on the opposite side and scolded.

"Uncle, your idea is too good. If I play cards, I will let you take it." The man opposite said with a smile.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked open, a thin old man out of breath a head into.

"Uncle, it's not good. The township head has been beaten." Said the thin old man with a sad face.

The elder brother-in-law, who dare to kick my brother-in-law, beat me up in front of the table

"You know the son of Fu Hong." Said the thin old man.

"Yes, it's Fu Mingyu. When he was a child, everyone called him cry My uncle showed disdain.

"That's what he did. You should hurry over. If the past is over, it's estimated that the township head will not be saved." Said the thin old man.

The uncle's face changed suddenly when he heard this. He smashed his fist on the table and said, "let's call someone, copy the guy, fuck him."

As soon as the people in the room heard of the fight, they immediately showed an excited look on their faces. They took out some steel pipes, long knives, chain locks and other things from the corner and rushed out directly.

Outside, there is a golden cup bread with a few words on it, which is actually administrative law enforcement. To put it bluntly, it is urban management.

A few more people rushed out of the other rooms and got into the car with my uncle.

With a strange cry, the golden cup car rushed out of the yard, like a mountain.

The skinny old man watched his uncle go out with people behind him, and then he slowly did it. Because he was nervous, his waxy face rose to an abnormal red cloud.After Fu Mingyu solved the head of the village, her face finally softened. She helped her father into the car directly, then kicked several people lying on the ground aside, and then drove straight on.

"Boy, you'd better go. They can't be finished like this. There are a lot of fat people." Fu Hong is especially worried about his son's safety and says nervously beside him.

Fu Mingyu smiles, takes a look at Zhang Xiaojian, and smiles. Now there is Zhang Xiaojian supporting behind. He knows that even if he pokes out a big leak, he can also fix it. Let alone a small township head, even the mayor is nothing.

Because he had never driven a mountain road, Fu Mingyu drove very slowly. He asked his father about his family. Fu Hong looked as if nothing had happened to her son, and her tension had eased a lot. When she heard her son asking about the situation at home, she sighed for a long time.

"It's the same as before. What's the future of our poor place? We'll get money to build roads. We'll be embezzled by that calf. Otherwise, we won't be arrested to work as coolies." Pay red a bellyful of bitter water, chatter endlessly.

Fu Mingyu heard what her father said. Her face, originally with a smile, was cold again.

"Brother, can you make a phone call and let it check." Fu Mingyu said thoughtfully.

Zhang Xiaojian hesitated and nodded.

In fact, he didn't want to be fussy, because in his eyes, village officials and village leaders were almost the same.

Zhang Xiaojian originally wanted to call people in Beijing, but after thinking about it, she called Secretary Zhao.

The car was slowly moving along the mountain road. At this time, a golden cup minivan came to the front. Fu Hong saw the car and looked pale and said, "no, they have come."