"He has been in this village for 5 years, and everyone in the village is very respectful and polite to him. Of course, this is also related to the economic benefits he can bring to the villagers, but the human heart is full of flesh, even if it is raised
If a five-year-old dog dies, it will be sad, let alone a human being?
He actually said that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he was so hard-hearted, without any mercy, let alone any responsibility, you know, he is the village chief." Wang Limin continued angrily.
After saying this, Wang Limin muttered for a long time, but they were all trivial things, and Zhang Fan did not get any useful information from them.
While talking inside, the car had already arrived at the door of Da Xian'er's house.
"Mr. Zhang, we're here." Li Yawen stopped the car and looked back at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan directly opened the door and got out of the car. What caught Zhang Fan's eyes were three low old-fashioned bungalows. They were on the north side of the bungalow. There was no north courtyard in these three low square bungalows. Zhang Fan faced the security door directly.
He walked in the direction and then knocked on the security door.
Not long after, I saw a 30-year-old man with a shaved head opening the door. The man with a shaved head first took a look at Zhang Fan, and then asked: "Is something wrong?"
Zhang Fan glanced at the short-haired man's face and said bluntly: "I have something to ask your wife about."
"My wife has a day off today, you can go back." The short-haired man said with a stern face. What he said was indeed true. His wife did have a day off today. If she didn't take a rest, there would be many cars parked at the door.
The short-haired man's face was sullen because he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Fan's attitude, because when others came to see his wife, they were always respectful to his wife and to him. Almost no one looked like him.
Zhang Fan spoke so bluntly.
In fact, Zhang Fan was not stiff. He was communicating with the short-haired man in a very normal manner. However, the short-haired man was used to being complimented by others, so he felt Zhang Fan's tone was stiff.
Zhang Fan took out a coffin-sealing seal from his schoolbag, then handed it to the man in the village and said, "Don't refuse in a hurry. Take this talisman and show it to your wife."
The short-haired man lowered his head and glanced at the talisman in Zhang Fan's hand, but didn't take it seriously at all.
The next moment, the short-haired man frowned and said impatiently: "My wife has a day off today, didn't you hear what I said? If you disturb the Immortal Family in my wife, the Immortal Family will not let you go.
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There was a hint of menace in the short-haired man's voice.
After saying that, the short-haired man made a move to close the door.
Zhang Fan pushed the door, stopping it from closing.
"Boy, what do you want to do? Do you want to die?" The short-haired man looked at Zhang Fan and scolded angrily.
This short-haired man was already talking dirty words, so Zhang Fan didn't give him any face anymore, he directly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
"Snapped……"
A crisp sound suddenly came from the face of the short-haired man. Under the huge force of the slap, the short-haired man was slapped away, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Li Yawen and Wang Limin had been following Zhang Fan and saw this scene
, a look of horror appeared on Wang Limin's face.
Every time he came to the Xian family, he was always respectful to this man and never dared to speak loudly. Zhang Fan actually hit him. How could Wang Limin be calm in his heart?
"Don't blame the Xian family! Don't blame the Xian family!" Wang Limin muttered with a look of horror on his face.
While he was chanting, Zhang Fan had already entered the corridor room. After walking a few steps, he paused, felt it carefully, and then entered the east room directly.
Sitting on the kang in the east room was a woman of about 30 years old. Her face was pale, and there was a demonic aura emanating from her body.
When Zhang Fan entered the door, the woman did not change much, but the moment Li Yawen entered the house.
The woman suddenly opened her eyes, and then instantly turned her gaze to Li Yawen. His eyes looked like Li Yawen's, filled with green light.
Zhang Fan was wearing a spiritual stone. The spirits on the woman could not feel Zhang Fan's Xuanmen energy. However, Li Yawen was not wearing a spiritual stone, so the moment Li Yawen entered the room, she felt the Xuanmen energy on Li Yawen's body.
spirit.
"There's something I want to ask you." Li Yawen looked at the woman and said solemnly.
At this moment, the short-haired man entered the room with his face covered with grievance. After glaring at Zhang Fan with a bitter look, he knelt down in front of the woman and said, "Xianjia, I'm outside.
I blocked them and didn't let them in, for fear of disturbing your cultivation, but he dared to hit me, you must make the decision for me."
After hearing the short-haired man's words, the spirit's green eyes looked at Zhang Fan, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
Then, the woman turned her attention to Li Yawen and said unkindly: "Friend, if you have something to talk about or discuss, why did you start taking action? What your friend did was against the rules!"
The spirit in the woman's body is a snake, which is also what people call an immortal. The immortal's Taoism is in the realm of transformation, which is comparable to Li Yawen's Taoism. That's why he dared to talk to Li Yawen in such a tough manner.
"He was the one who scolded him first, so we beat him." Li Yawen replied calmly.
"You can't hit someone even if you curse them," the woman continued coldly.
"Then what do you want?" Li Yawen asked,
"It's very simple, call back!" the woman responded calmly.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the short-haired man kneeling on the ground. In his opinion, this revenge would be avenged soon.
"You really take yourself for granted!" At this moment, Zhang Fan frowned and said in a deep voice.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the woman suddenly looked at Zhang Fan, her eyes filled with cold light, as if she was about to kill Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and a powerful aura suddenly spurted out from Zhang Fan's body, and then pressed heavily in the direction of the woman.
Feeling Zhang Fan's aura, a look of horror appeared on the woman's face. In her horrified eyes, this aura hit her hard.
The place where the divination energy collided with the demonic energy on the woman's body caused a "boom" sound. The next moment, the woman who was sitting cross-legged on the kang softened and collapsed.
On the kang.
"You..." The woman pointed at Zhang Fan, but she didn't know what to say. However, there was a hint of fear in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Fan.