When everyone saw Fang Xiaoyu clenching the silver needle in his hand, they all stepped back in fear. They had just seen Fang Xiaoyu's Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which was a life-threatening stunt! Who dared to step forward?
Seeing everyone retreating, Mr. Ba Dongchuan and Mrs. Ba also came over.
"Look down, you can't. There are so many of them."
The bodyguards were about to stop Mr. Badongchuan. Badongchuan shouted at the two bodyguards angrily: "You can't even deal with a group of mountain villagers. What use do I need from you?"
"Look down...they..."
"Okay, you two don't need to explain. I'll give you another chance. If you can't guarantee the safety of Mr. Fang and his friends, you won't work under me in the future."
"Yes!" the two bodyguards responded, and then followed Mr. Badongchuan and hurried to Fang Xiaoyu's side.
"Mr. Fang, are you okay?" Mr. Badongchuan asked with concern.
"It's okay!" Fang Xiaoyu said to Mr. Ba Dongchuan with some embarrassment: "Mr. Ba has caused trouble for you. At this juncture, something like this happened."
"Mr. Fang, you're welcome." Mr. Badongchuan comforted him with a smile, then raised his face and said to the villagers: "Dear fellow villagers, I have also heard about the robbery of the prince's tomb. Now it has happened
.Even if you kill them, it won't change this fact. So, my idea is..."
Before Mr. Badongchuan could finish his words, the bearded man from before shouted at him: "We can't kill them, but we can chop off their fingers and dig up our ancestral graves.
There is no way we can just let it go. We must pay the price with blood."
"Yes, I'm going to break the fingers of some gravediggers." The villagers shouted one after another.
Badongchuan gritted his teeth and sighed: "It seems that the only option is to call the police."
"No! If we call the police, we will go to jail." A young man said, and tears fell down.
Fang Xiaoyu thought about it carefully, and he really couldn't call the police on this matter. If he called the police, the tomb robbers would be jailed. Although Mayor Wu could support him, this matter has become public now, and even Mayor Wu is very worried.
Embarrassed.
It would be ideal if it could be resolved peacefully. Fang Xiaoyu thought of using money to settle the matter.
However, before he could speak, Badongchuan took the lead and said, "Folks, if you are willing to reconcile, I am willing to invest one million to build the prince's tomb for you."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd at the scene began to become restless. Some people said forget it, while others said no.
Finally the village chief stood up and said: "No, this is not just a matter of compensation. Our ancestral precepts warn us that no matter who steals the prince's tomb, he will pay the price with blood. Otherwise, the entire village will suffer
Curse, never peace."
"Yes! Money must be compensated, and blood debt must be repaid."
The villagers were gearing up one by one.
Seeing this, Hong Xue gritted his teeth and said, "Since you insist on someone's fingers being cut off, then just cut off my fingers!"
With that said, the girl took out a dagger from her waist and prepared to chop off her fingers.
Fang Xiaoyu did not expect that Hong Xue would be such a strong woman. While he expressed his admiration, he also lamented that this girl was too young and did not understand people's hearts.
He quickly snatched the dagger from Hong Xue's hand and shouted at her: "You are stupid! Even if I want to chop it up, it won't be your turn. There are still a few big men here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a villager answered: "Yes, break the fingers of those men first."
"No! I, I didn't participate in tomb robbing at all, I just came here to join in the fun." A thin man defended in a trembling voice: "If you want to chop them, you chop them. I, I didn't rob the tomb at all."
"I didn't participate. I just went in and took a look."
"I don't want to rob graves anymore. Only people who know Feng Shui can do this kind of thing. I, we are just here to have fun. If you ask anyone who knows Feng Shui, you will know who is the real tomb robber."
The meaning of this statement is obviously that Hong Xue is the real tomb robber.
Hearing this, Hong Xue angrily yelled at the men: "Are you still men?"
The three boys lowered their heads, looked at each other, and soon nodded heartily, as if they had reached some kind of consensus.
Soon there was a man who whispered: "Hong Xue, I, we didn't intend to betray you. You were the one who took the lead in this matter. I advised you not to do it at the beginning! But you just didn't listen."
After hearing this, Hong Xue cursed angrily: "Tyrannosaurus, are you still a human? This matter was discussed by everyone together. Why is it now my business alone?"
"You were the one who took the lead!" Tyrannosaurus answered, then turned around and winked at the two girls and said, "Do you think it was Hong Xue who took the lead?"
The two girls looked at each other and agreed: "Hong Xue, you were the one who took the lead in this matter."
"Yes! You have to take the main responsibility for this. If you didn't say you were going to dig the grave, we wouldn't have come here."
At this juncture, everyone hoped that one person would come out to take the blame. It would be painful to break a finger. It was not easy to blame Hong Xue. Naturally, everyone united and kicked the ball.
"You... you are so hypocritical, you are simply not human!"
Hong Xue's face turned blue and red for a while, and tears flowed down.
Fang Xiaoyu pointed at the young people in front of him and said to Hong Xue: "You see, this is the result of what you pay for your friends. It is a feat to do everything for your friends, but the premise is that this friend is worthy of you. Some
Friends are only good for playing soy sauce and joining in the fun. It is better to leave the troubles to those who are worth the effort!"
"I was wrong!" Hong Xue lowered his head.
"Okay, since these people kneeling here are all used to make soy sauce. You have nothing to pay for them."
After that, Fang Xiaoyu helped Hong Sao up and said to the villagers: "Now let me negotiate a condition with you. As long as you are willing to let Hong Xue go, I am willing to compensate one million. And I will give the young man who was separated from his soul just now."
, to bring back the soul. Of course, if you don’t agree with my plan, then I won’t pay you a penny and come over if you have the guts. As for the remaining people, you can deal with them how you like!
Even if the blood debt must be paid with blood! I don’t have any objection.”
The villagers looked at each other and soon started talking.
"Village Chief, I think it was probably those three boys and those two women who did this."
"Yes! It takes a group of people to do this. They are obviously more like a group. We wronged the girl named Hong Xue before."
The villagers just wanted to get the money as soon as possible, and Fang Xiaoyu was difficult to deal with, so they naturally wanted to blame the whole matter on the other young people.
After hearing this, the young people were so frightened that their legs felt like sifting rice chaff.
"Brothers and uncles, I didn't do this. If you blame it, blame them!"
"Blame them!"
Several people began to push back again, and the scene became chaotic with dogs biting dogs. Fang Xiaoyu felt happy when he saw it. (To be continued)