The villagers in front of them lost their previous honest appearance and put on a uniform appearance.
"What exactly did you say to them?" Li Leping said solemnly.
He didn't expect that just after he thought about it for a while, Lu Sheng would bring out the situation he least wanted to see.
Now, there was some grudge between him and these villagers.
Lu Sheng, who was behind him, heard the anger in Li Leping's words and hurriedly explained: "There was nothing I could do, so I went up to the old man to argue for a few words, but he didn't want to say anything, so I pushed him.
, but the adults and aunties next to him tried to stand up for him, so I cursed a few words, and then they started to grab my clothes, and when I fought back, that’s what happened.”
As he spoke, he pointed at the aggressive villagers in front of him.
Li Leping turned his head and glanced sideways at him.
I can only believe half of Lu Sheng's words. After all, people are not willing to admit that they are at fault. When something goes wrong, they will immediately put the blame on others.
Who knows how much he embellished what he said?
"Boy, do you dare to point your finger at us? Believe it or not, I will chop off your hand?" An old man looked at Lu Sheng's pointing gesture and immediately raised the sickle in his hand and roared.
"That's right, outsiders in the village should get out of here!"
As soon as the gunshot rang out, the bullets sprayed up a burst of soil, and all the chirping voices of condemnation disappeared instantly.
Of course, Lu Sheng also has problems.
However, you can still vaguely see a few figures hiding in the grass and big trees. These people are obviously unwilling to give up and have the mentality of "seeing the excitement".
Originally, he didn't want to bring things to such an end, because the difference between humans and ghosts is that humans can learn and think, and they have bottom lines and principles.
Then, his pupils suddenly shrank.
The only ones that can really work are ghost masters like Lu Sheng.
Then a group of people started to agree.
On the wet mud floor, a few clearly visible scratches could be seen among the messy shoe prints.
Others lost a son in middle age, but he lost a grandson in middle age.
"Take it! Take it all!"
"Everyone, where did they come from, and where are they going?" Li Leping said in a calm tone.
However, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to shout anything, because Li Leping had already pointed his gun at them.
The old man's roar immediately aroused a burst of echo.
This is the situation that Li Leping finds most troublesome.
Old Zhao glanced at Li Leping with some confusion, but seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Old Zhao walked slowly to Li Leping's side and lowered his head to observe.
That was Lao Zhao's position.
Lao Zhao didn't speak or respond. He just stood there quietly, staring at Lu Sheng.
Immediately, several villagers began to become timid.
The next moment, he raised his lowered hand again and pointed the gun at the group of villagers holding hoes, sickles, and even bricks.
He didn't listen at all to Li Leping's instructions.
As he said that, he actually took out two hundred dollars from his arms and threw it directly to the ground.
Li Leping didn't talk to him about money, that would be too low-key.
"It's really troublesome..."
Li Leping looked at Old Zhao, whose eyes were red. Of course, he knew that what Old Zhao cared about was not the two hundred yuan. What Old Zhao cared about was that his grandson died like this.
Sure enough, in the end, you still have to rely on your fists to make sense.
Walking close to the river, Li Leping pointed at the scratches on the ground that could only be left by children: "I don't want to argue with you, but I think you should see what this is."
Li Leping felt a little irritated and took out a golden pistol from his waist and fired a shot at the ground.
In the end, Li Leping could only stand by Lu Sheng's side.
In a remote place like this, people tend to stick together and have a strong xenophobia. Once conflicts arise with this group of people, there will be no room for reconciliation.
Everyone was stunned.
After all, the only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts.
The large-caliber gold pistol, the bullets can easily penetrate the human body, staged a "candied haws" in this crowded place.
"No, this kid scolded so many of us and even kicked me in the middle of the chaos. We can't just let it go!"
They didn't know why this young man had a gun in his hand and why he dared to shoot in public.
As a result, things got serious and they broke up.
The one who died was Lao Zhao's grandson. Lu Sheng's making a fuss at this time was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and bringing him into the condemnation team.
The villagers retreated very quickly. In less than half a minute, they retreated further.
At this moment, Lao Zhao also lost his previous free and easy appearance. He was in a state of despair and followed the crowd, wanting to rush up and punch Lu Sheng.
It's really annoying to hear.
Li Leping also has his own principles, and he will naturally not think of provoking anyone who has not offended him.
Before leaving, many people gave Lao Zhao a look that said, "I hope you will be blessed."
His emotions were a little out of control, and his voice was like a roar mixed with tears.
"boom!"
When weighing the pros and cons, you must weigh the pros and cons.
Do you still think that you can achieve your goal here with just one or two threats?
But there was nothing I could do. Lu Sheng had the potential to be a pig teammate, so I let him go and ask the villagers, but he ended up blowing them up.
Suddenly, Li Leping pointed his gun in another direction.
If you reason with him, he will talk to you, add jealousy, and be full of swear words.
Especially in this place where the continuation of the bloodline is particularly important, the pain in Lao Zhao's heart can no longer be described in words.
"You stay."
The black muzzle of the gun passed in front of each of them.
Like birds and animals, this group of fierce villagers went crazy quickly and dispersed very quickly.
Lao Zhao stood there without moving, his face still showed that his heart had died, and he looked at Li Leping with a deathly expression: "What do you want? Do you want to settle an old score and ask me to refund the money to you?
"
"Still not leaving?" Li Leping tilted his head and glanced back and forth at the indifferent villagers.
Brothers, don't blame us, they have guns in their hands.
However, Lu Sheng also has the status of a ghost controller. When the devil was imprisoned, these villagers were ordinary people and could not provide any help.
As long as one person is afraid, the fear will spread quickly, and more people will become afraid because they have no idea.
Fortunately, these days, guns are much more of a deterrent than fists.
He immediately shrank back.
The small scratches are obviously only left by children. The scratches are particularly inconsistent among the numerous shoe prints, but they are difficult to detect without careful inspection.
You can imagine that a five or six-year-old child was dragged into the water alive in this way. His struggle before death was so helpless and desperate.
"My grandson was killed by someone?!"
At this moment, a hint of horror flashed in Lao Zhao's eyes, but what was more, there was a sudden fierce light.