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Hearing Village Chief Yao's answer, the white-faced man was immediately stunned. He did not expect that Village Chief Yao would reject him so simply. After all, he could see the poverty of this village, and such conditions were simply not enough to turn this village into one.
The road is repaired.
Suddenly, the white-faced man thought of a possibility, that is, the local functional department funded the construction of this road, and in his opinion, this was the only possibility that could make Village Chief Yao so tough.
The white-faced man looked at Village Chief Yao and smiled, then turned his attention to Zhang Fan and said, "Little brother, can you go out for a while?"
Hearing what the white-faced man said, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhang Fan probably guessed what the white-faced man was thinking.
Just when Zhang Fan was about to answer, Village Chief Yao took over and said, "This little brother doesn't need to go out. We have a life-long friendship. If you have anything to say, just say it."
A look of surprise appeared on the white-faced man's face. He didn't expect that this young man had such a deep relationship with Village Chief Yao.
After the white-faced man looked at Zhang Fan thoughtfully, his eyes lit up slightly, he looked at Village Chief Yao and asked: "Mr. Yao, I heard that there is a young man about 20 years old who has been very kind to your village.
, it should be this young man, right?"
"Yes, it's Mr. Zhang. We can't repay Mr. Zhang's kindness to our village." Village Chief Yao replied very calmly.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang." The white-faced man immediately greeted Zhang Fan, his face full of kindness.
"Hello." Zhang Fan smiled lightly.
"Since we are all a family, then I have nothing to say." The white-faced man glanced at the two of them and said.
"I won't talk about the road construction. I wish Village Chief Yao will repair the road as soon as possible. But I think the village chief's house is a bit dilapidated. After the road is opened, we can renovate the house. This is our idea.
Please accept it." The white-faced man took out an envelope from his pocket. It seemed that the thickness of the envelope was about 30,000 yuan.
Village Chief Yao and Zhang Fan both looked at the envelope. Just as Village Chief Yao was about to refuse, Zhang Fan grabbed Village Chief Yao's arm.
Village Chief Yao swallowed his words immediately, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Fan, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Look at the thickness of this envelope, it's only 30,000 yuan. Do you know how much money each of those people who asked me to come over to help convince the village chief let them move freely in the village gave me?" Zhang Fan said bluntly.
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"How much?" the white-faced man asked immediately.
"100,000 plus two pigs, we brothers each have 50,000, and the two pigs are divided among the villagers." Zhang Fan responded calmly.
Hearing this, the white-faced man frowned. In his opinion, the 100,000 yuan was a bit much.
"Now that we have said this, let me tell you frankly. I know your thoughts. I want the villagers not to restrict your freedom of movement in the village, and I don't want the villagers to call the police. As long as your money is in place,
We can do all of this, we just want money." Zhang Fan continued.
"You are quite straightforward." The white-faced man looked at Zhang Fandao, but his expression was not very good, because from the bottom of his heart, he was not willing to pay the one hundred thousand yuan.
"The most I can give you is 50,000!" The white-faced man said with determination, and then there was a hint of threat in his voice, "Although you are the head of this village, you are not the only one in this village. If I were
If you tell the story about you collecting money under this name, the villagers will definitely want a share of the pie. By then, let alone the 50,000 yuan, you won't even get 10,000 yuan. Moreover, the two of you have swallowed the money before.
, and you have to spit it out, you two weigh it carefully."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan sneered, pointed to the door and said, "Then hurry up and say it."
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the white-faced man. He thought Zhang Fan and Village Chief Yao would accept the price he offered under his threat, but he didn't expect Zhang Fan and Village Chief Yao to be so tough.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude." The white-faced man snorted coldly, stood up, and strode outside. But just after taking two steps, the white-faced man thought of something and suddenly paused.
He stopped, looked back at Zhang Fan and Village Chief Yao and said coldly, "Although we don't dare to confront the entire village, I dare to do something to you two. If you dare to call the police, you will destroy us."
If you do good deeds, I will kill you!"
The white-faced man said these words and suddenly turned around and left.
Zhang Fan and Village Chief Yao looked at each other and smiled lightly. Neither of them took the white-faced man's words seriously.
Through the recent contact, Zhang Fan also felt the strength of the white-faced man. His true energy level was at the second stage of the Qi Movement Realm, and Taoist Movement was at the fifth stage of the Taoist Realm. His strength was pretty good.
"Mr. Zhang, what are you going to do next?" Village Chief Yao looked at Zhang Fan and asked,
After Zhang Fan thought for a while, he said: "Let's act according to the situation."
At this time, Zhang Fan had no other choice. However, today's trip to the tombs allowed him to learn more about the situation in the tombs. Village Chief Yao's dangerous attempt to climb the suspension bridge made him know that there is telepathy in this tomb.
There may be living people out there.
Furthermore, he heard from the conversation between the two thin men that the village gate was the most important part of entering the tomb.
"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to get more information for you." Village Chief Yao said loudly, which also expressed his determination to help Zhang Fan.
"Thank you, Village Chief Yao." Zhang Fan thanked with a smile.
"Please don't say thank you to me. I should do whatever I do." Village Chief Yao still said the same thing, and his tone was very stubborn.
Soon, it was noon, and Village Chief Yao stewed another big elbow. The two of them ate, drank, and chatted. However, they only talked about common things and did not talk about the forbidden area.
The two had finished lunch and when they were clearing the table, the sound of the door opening sounded in the yard.
I saw two figures appearing in the yard. The owners of these two figures were none other than the two thin men Zhang Fan and Village Chief Yao saw in the tomb this morning. The man with the mustache was there.
In front, the white-faced man is behind.
At this time, the white-faced man lowered his head fiercely, as if he was a child who had made a mistake.
The two of them walked very fast, and after a while, they arrived at the main house of Yao Village Chief's house.
"Who the hell are you? You don't have a clue? Why are you talking to these two gentlemen? Apologize to these two gentlemen." I saw the man with the mustache kicking the white-faced man hard on the butt.