When they arrived at the entrance of Shimendong Village, Li Xiaojiao saw that Chen Yang was out of breath and not blushing. She was surprised and said: "Brother Chen Yang, you are really amazing. You have been climbing the mountain for two hours and you are not even out of breath."
Chen Yang looked at the innocent Li Xiaojiao, he patted his thigh and looked tired: "I am holding on hard, otherwise I would have collapsed long ago, but your village is indeed a bit remote.
The road has not been built and opened to traffic, so no one from outside will come in, right?"
Li Xiaojiao said: "Except for our own villagers, there are indeed very few outsiders coming to the village."
As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Shimendong Village is so closed, no wonder it has become the only poor village in Dong'an City.
Chen Yang sighed secretly, looked up at the banner hanging at the entrance of the village, and then noticed that the banner was made up of many pieces of red paper, with several large characters written on it in block letters.
"Welcome County Magistrate Meng to inspect Shimendong Village."
After reading these big characters, Chen Yang's eyes lit up. What a coincidence, he happened to meet the magistrate of Yongcheng County who came to inspect.
Chen Yang looked back at the broken and muddy mountain road, and couldn't help but be in awe of County Magistrate Meng. He walked several hours of mountain roads to Shimen Cave for inspection. It was really interesting for him to be a leader.
At this moment, an old man wearing a white shirt and black trousers ran over and hurriedly shouted to Li Xiaojiao: "Li Xiaojiao, you are back. Hurry to the village committee. County Magistrate Meng is in a meeting. Go in and help."
Pour the tea.”
The middle-aged man's face is covered with ravine-like wrinkles, his hands are rough, and his white shirt is very loose, making him look nondescript.
Li Xiaojiao looked at the middle-aged man and said reluctantly: "Village chief, why did you ask me to pour tea? I just came back and I have to go home quickly."
The village chief said: "You are the most beautiful in our entire Shimendong Village. This time County Magistrate Meng is here. He wants to lead us to get rich. We can't let people with crooked looks go to work. What if Meng County
If you grow unhappy, our Shimendong Village will be doomed. Li Xiaojiao, you must know that you are making a contribution to the entire Shimendong Village."
Finally, the village chief took out three crumpled one-yuan notes from his pocket and said seriously: "This is three yuan, which counts as your wages."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Li Xiaojiao took the three yuan with a happy expression on her face, but she forgot that she was already a rich man with three million yuan.
Seeing that he agreed, the village chief quickly took her to the village committee.
On the way, the village chief glanced at Chen Yang. Although Chen Yang was wearing ordinary T-shirts and jeans, in the eyes of the village chief, he was very high-end and he looked like a city dweller.
The village chief smiled and asked Li Xiaojiao quietly: "Li Xiaojiao, who is this little brother next to you?"
Li Xiaojiao told the village chief what happened to her in Dong'an City. The village chief looked at Chen Yang with gratitude in his eyes, stepped forward and held Chen Yang's hand and said: "Little brother, you are such a good person.
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This honest village chief made Chen Yang very fond of him. He smiled and said: "Village chief, you are too polite. It is the moral integrity of our generation of chivalrous people to draw a sword to help when there is an injustice."
The three of them talked and walked to the village committee.
It is said to be a village committee, but it is actually just a shabby house with a vertical plaque hanging at the door that reads "Shimendong Village Committee".
The door is open, there are benches around the room, and there are more than a dozen people sitting there. Judging from the clothes of the person on the left, he is from Yongcheng County. One of them, a man with a Chinese character face, sits slightly forward than the others.
, should be County Magistrate Meng of Yongcheng County.
On the other side, three men dressed as farmers were talking to County Magistrate Meng. Although they tried their best to stay calm, the expressions on their faces still looked a little unnatural.
After all, they had stayed in Shimendong Village all their lives, and they had never thought that an official as high as the county magistrate would come to the village.
Outside the village committee, almost the entire village of Shimendong Village gathered here, wanting to have a glimpse of the county magistrate. Some even encouraged their children to touch the county magistrate later and get some official aura.
The village chief dispersed the crowd, brought a hot water bottle to Li Xiaojiao from the kitchen of the village committee, and warned: "Go in first and fill up their cups with water. Remember, don't mess up the matter. They
But they are all high officials."
"Okay." Li Xiaojiao responded, looked around the living room, seemed a little nervous, took a deep breath, and then walked in.
Seeing that the village chief was about to attend a meeting, Chen Yang grabbed the village chief and asked, "Village Chief, have any strangers come to your Shimendong Village recently?"
The village chief knew everyone in Shimen Cave very well. He immediately pointed to the densely wooded mountainside and said, "There is a young man who is staying at Li Degui's house."
After speaking, the village chief hurriedly entered the village committee. He did not dare to keep Meng County waiting for a long time.
Chen Yang immediately walked in the direction pointed by the village chief, making sure that the young man staying there was Ren Fei.
Entering the woods, mottled light and shadow shone on the ground, and the dead leaves crunched under Chen Yang's feet, which was quite emotional.
But this mood did not last long. The sound of fighting came from ahead, which made him tense up.
"Is it Ren Fei?"
Chen Yang's eyes jumped and he rushed in the direction of the sound of fighting. From a distance, he saw three tall masked men surrounding a slightly short and thin young man, fighting fiercely.
This young man is none other than Chen Yang Zengjin’s subordinate, Ren Fei.
The three masked men are all very powerful in combat and have practiced combined attacks. With the three of them joining forces, their power has reached a higher level.
Although Ren Fei is also a member of Black Flag, he is only in the middle level. His combat ability is not outstanding in Black Flag, let alone compared with Chen Yang. Moreover, at the moment, his left hand is wrapped in gauze and hanging on his chest. Only his right hand can be moved, so his combat effectiveness is great.
The land was discounted.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Now he was fighting six hands with one punch. He was already at a disadvantage and could not block the opponent's attack at all. He received several heavy blows in succession, and his body could no longer hold up.
Three masked men joined forces. One of them concentrated on attacking his injured left hand and punched his injured area. A cracking sound was heard, which undoubtedly made Ren Fei worse, and he frowned tightly in pain.
, but he didn't say a word.
However, no matter how strong Ren Fei's will was, he could not break through the opponent's joint attack. The masked man kicked him again and kicked him three to four meters away. A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat the opponent, Ren Fei grabbed a handful of dead leaves and threw them out, then turned around and ran towards the forest without hesitation.
"Fake Squid."
The masked man cursed a universal curse word and chased after Ren Fei.
But at this moment, a figure appeared between Ren Fei and the masked man, blocking the masked man's path: "I declare that because you injured my little brother, you will have to pay with your life to compensate."