At this time, someone suddenly said loudly: "Island owner, don't listen to their sophistry, Mustache found a submachine gun in the flowers."
"They must have done it. They killed the patron saint with a submachine gun, and then threw away the murder weapon. They couldn't even try to deceive us again." The villagers became excited again.
When Xiahou Huan'er saw the submachine gun carried by the two villagers, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn, that bitch Long Qiao, he must have done it on purpose."
This is unreasonable. Maybe what happened now is the result of Long Qiao's arrangement. She immediately reached out and grabbed Ding Ding, who was already frightened and her face was green and her lips were white. She asked loudly: "Who told you about this place?"
Ding Ding was startled by her sudden ferocity and murmured: "Didn't I tell you what I heard from the villagers on the island when I was buying things in the supermarket?"
When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, she put her hand on her forehead in frustration and said sadly: "We have been framed."
Su Qi heard this and asked in shock: "Sister-in-law, do you know what's going on?"
"The thing is very simple. The man who killed the python just now probably spread the words to Ding Ding on purpose, and then led us here to kill the python and put the blame on us." Long Qiao, why?
Do you want to do this? Could it be that you are holding a grudge for being beaten up by Dongfang Xing last time? Things should not be that simple.
She finally understood why he smiled so weirdly before leaving.
Ding Ding exclaimed: "Why, why did he frame us? We have no grudge against him." They thought a hero appeared and saved them, but who knew, it turned out to be a trap.
Su Qi's face darkened: "He must be carrying out some conspiracy. He has a submachine gun in his hand. It must be related to the recent arms case."
"Yes, if my guess is correct, he must have deliberately caused chaos. Maybe, now... Oh no, he must have taken advantage of the chaos to transport drugs and arms out." Xiahou Huan'er was suddenly shocked.
Said with disgrace.
"What can we do?" The villagers in front already hated them so much that they wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
"The most regrettable thing is that Sister Qiangwei went after that bitch. With her here, it will be easier to talk." But now is not the time to make assumptions, because the villagers are already holding various farm tools and are about to catch them.
Xiahou Huan'er had no choice but to try to talk to the island owner and said: "Island owner, you believe us, we really did not kill your patron saint. That submachine gun is not ours, it was thrown down by someone just now. We are
Framed."
"Don't listen to her sophistry. The people outside are the most cunning. They say one thing but do another. Capture them and burn them. Only by paying homage to the patron saint can they rest in peace. Otherwise, we will never have a good life in the future." He shouted just now in a special way.
A young man excitedly continued to speak loudly.
Xia Houhuan'er stared at him with sharp eyes. She had noticed him several times just now, and every time he was particularly enthusiastic. If she was just suspicious just now, now she is very sure.
It must be a good show by Long Qiao to cover up what he was doing behind the scenes.
Most of the villagers on the island are ignorant people and are easily swayed by others. As long as someone starts to make noises, they will also follow suit.
Xiahou Huan'er could only say: "Island owner, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
