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Ni Zhanzhi's car is a Santana.

At this moment, the Santana is just like the G-Class now.

In the 1980s, you couldn't buy a private car just because you wanted to. You had to have connections.

This indirectly led to a group of people making a lot of money by smuggling foreign cars.

As for foreign cars, they can be sold at sky-high prices in Longguo.

Only state-owned institutions can see the shadow of Mercedes-Benz and Audi.

Looking at the Rolls-Royce of the Wang family father and son, it would be a lie if everyone didn't envy them. Every man loves luxury cars.

Behind the two cars were more than a dozen Mercedes-Benz, and three of them were military license plates.

The group came to the foot of Mang Village in a mighty manner.

Looking at the steep mountain road, everyone couldn't help but frown slightly.

Ni Zhanzhi said:

"The road we came from was built with my donation. Let's not talk about the previous road. Our car probably can't go up. How about we climb up on foot?"

Wang Zhengyi smiled indifferently:

"I am familiar with this road. I could walk it before, so it's no problem now. But Lei, the mountain road is steep. You and Director Zhao can walk slower and be careful with your feet."

Wang Lei looked at the cliff and smiled indifferently. He specially learned to climb. Liu Hu and others have experienced similar devil training. This mountain road is not difficult for them at all.

"Dad, we are fine, Director Zhao, you can go slower."

Zhao Ling's face was a little unconvinced. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and slender arms and ordered:

"Everyone, don't drag your feet. Let Mr. Wang see our strength."

A group of people rushed to climb up. Liu Hu took the lead in the front. When they encountered steep places, they would fix a rope so that Mr. Wang could use it.

A group of people panted and climbed to a flat place in the middle of the mountain, and then they found that there was a man-made flattened path on the other side of the mountain.

Although it was a dirt road, it could accommodate a car.

Seeing this, Ni Zhanzhi blushed and defended himself:

"I haven't been back to the village for many years. I didn't expect them to build another road next to it."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Ling was panting at this time, her face was flushed, and sweat slid down her cheeks.

"Here, wipe the sweat."

Facing the handkerchief handed over by Wang Lei, Zhao Ling did not refuse and nodded gratefully.

Looking at the empty village, Ni Zhanzhi said puzzledly:

"Strange, Erdan said he would come to pick us up, why is there no one in the village."

Everyone also felt a little strange.

The houses in the mountain village were built on both sides of the mountain road, extending all the way up, with no end in sight.

Looking up, there was not a single person in the whole village, not even a dog barking.

After a little thought, Ni Zhanzhi expressed his guess:

"At this time, the villagers should be in the forest, diverting water to water the saplings. We will know if we go and take a look."

This matter was a bit strange, and everyone followed Ni Zhanzhi.

Soon, they heard a noisy sound in the forest.

Only two groups of people were shouting and cursing.

One group of people wearing safety helmets, holding shovels and bamboo poles in their hands rushed towards the group of people on the high ground.

Soon, the two dense groups of people collided with each other!

It was the first time for everyone to see so many people fighting.

This group of farmers was really fierce, and soon blood was seen in the crowd.

Another group of women pulled the wounded down.

The veterinarian in the village bandaged the wounds of the wounded calmly, but the technique made people a little scalp numb.

Ni Zhanzhi soon found Erdan in the crowd.

This dark-skinned old man who looked particularly old was cursing:

"Damn, what did I teach you? Groups of three, cover each other, and advance slowly. If you can't grab water today, you will starve next year!"

The young people in Mang Village are very tough. Even if they are hit by stones and their heads are bleeding, they still charge forward without hesitation.

"Cao Laoer, I advise you to give up. We will let you plant apples after we finish planting them."

"Fuck you, you shameless bastard. You cut off the water supply while we were sleeping. We agreed that you would plant on odd days and we would plant on even days. You actually attacked us without saying a word?"

The person who was scolded was not ashamed, but said smugly:

"You know nothing. This is called the Thirty-Six Stratagems. Cao Laoer, let me say this in advance. If you continue to be stubborn, I guarantee that you will not be able to plant apples in Mang Village!"

Cao Erdan was also a man of character. He roared:

"If I can't plant, you can't plant either."

What Mang Village lacks the most is ruthless people who don't care about their lives. A young man with red eyes jumped onto the earth slope, like a mad wolf, hugged the person who rushed over, and bit the other's neck fiercely.

...

"Boss Wang, heThey are fighting for water from Niu Village."

Both Mang Village and Niu Village have the same water source, which is the spring on the mountain.

It's no wonder that the village chief Erdan was furious and cursed. Mang Village was obviously at a disadvantage in this melee. The other side occupied the advantageous terrain, and Mang Village's several charges were beaten down by the other side.

Just then, a stone hit Cao Laoer's forehead, and his right eye was immediately stained red with blood.

Seeing the blood on his old brother's head, Wang Zhengyi frowned slightly.

"Let's go!"

All the black-clad bodyguards began to take off their suits and took out the batons equipped to all of them.

Wang Zhengyi was very satisfied with his son's spirit. These people had seen blood at first glance, and he didn't expect it to be useful.

Zhao Ling saw the situation getting out of control and shouted:

"I have asked someone to notify the mayor's police. Mr. Wang, please don't make trouble again. "

Wang Zhengyi was still a little apprehensive about Zhao Ling's words. After all, this was not a port city, not a place where they could do whatever they wanted.

"Old Han, just the two of us will go. We are all from Mang Village, and we have no choice but to take responsibility for this matter!"

Zhao Ling wanted to say something, but was choked by Han Zhanzhi's next words:

"Yes, the registered address on our ID cards is still Mang Village, and it is not for others to dictate."

Seeing the two middle-aged uncles rolling up their sleeves and wanting to go, Han Pingnan hesitated.

It was Wang Lei who said to the old man Li Qing who was eager to try:

"Old Li, you go with me and protect my dad and Uncle Han."

"Oh, by the way, don't kill them, and stop the disputes. "

Zhao Ling looked at old man Li Qing. Well, a bald old man shouldn't do anything serious, so she let the three of them join the melee.

"Director Zhao, it's not good to let Mr. Wang take risks."

Zhao Ling also felt a little tricky. Her mission was to protect the father and son of the Wang family, not to restrict their actions. Now Wang Zhengyi was determined to do it, and she couldn't stop him.

But she had already prepared to fire a warning shot in her heart. As long as there was a problem with Mr. Wang, she would intervene strongly at the first time.

But something happened that surprised Zhao Ling and his group!