Super Treasure Hunter

"It's Aunt Zhao!" Shanshan recognized the old lady at a glance, her face changed drastically, and the four of them ran down.

"You even beat people! Unreasonable!"

"Adam Zhao, how are you, wake up!"

"Hurry up and call the police to kill someone."

The villagers by the river were full of anger and shouted at the crowd on the opposite side, but these villagers were all elderly and women, and there was really no deterrent.

As for the group of people on the opposite side, a dozen of them were big and small, with clubs and fishing forks in their hands, all of them looked fierce.

"Shut up to Lao Tzu! If you have the ability, go to the police, do you care about the police?" The leading arrogant young man shouted at the villagers.

Suddenly the villagers shut up. Their village is a remote village. Even if they call the police, the police may not be able to come today, so it is useless at all.

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"You... it's wrong for you to beat people!" A woman dared to fight back.

The young man snorted coldly: "Hit her? Deserve it! She steals our fish, this kind of old immortality, life is a scourge!"

"How could Aunt Zhao steal your fish? Your fishing boat is still dead fish here all year round. We have picked up dead fish for so many years, and have never touched the live fish on your boat!" The villagers said unwillingly, feeling special Feeling wronged, although they are poor, they will never steal.

The young man sneered disdainfully, and knocked over the fish basket that was pretending to be dead fish next to Aunt Zhao. One of the fish jumped a few times, and all the villagers were speechless.

The young man immediately cursed uncontrollably: "Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, is this a live fish? Is it a steal? You poor ghosts, can't do anything? You are not worthy of living. Hurry up and die, occupying the country's place."

The more the youth spoke, the more unpleasant they were. The villagers dared not speak. At this moment the little boy on the ground who had been crying suddenly raised his head and shouted to the youth with an angry face: "My grandma did not steal your fish. Picked it up!"

"Little beast, get out!" The young man had a grim face and kicked the child's chest.

The villagers were all angry and rushed to save the child, but they were a little far away, and there was no time at all, and the child was about to be kicked.

At this moment, a branch stuck in and directly hit the young man's calf.

"Ouch!"

The young man wailed in pain, took a few steps back with his calf, and then looked at Zhou Zhong furiously.

"Grass, are you looking for death?"

In the middle of the week, he blocked the scared child behind him, and looked at the young man with a cold expression. These **** even beat old people and children. They really don't deserve to be human.

Just as he was about to teach them in the middle of the week, Shanshan yelled anxiously: "Mid of the week, you are coming soon, I can't do it!

Turning her head immediately in the middle of the week, she saw Aunt Zhao on the ground beginning to withdraw her body, her face was pale, and some white foam was still being spit out in her mouth.

"Ah! What can we do, we are in a remote country where ambulances can't even reach." The villagers cried anxiously when they saw the situation of Ms. Zhao, because they knew that in their village, this situation There is only one end, and that is death.

"I come!"

In the middle of the week, he rushed forward and quickly grabbed Zhao Auntie's wrist, and the true energy continuously poured into it, while using the law of life to activate Zhao Auntie's vitality.

Auntie Zhao is 82 this year. She was already in poor health. She was frightened just now and was pushed down. Many organs of her body had problems.

Zhou Zhong used her vitality to maintain Aunt Zhao's body, while using Zhen Qi to repair the organs that had gone wrong.

During this period, the villagers held their breath. They didn't know what they were doing in the middle of the week or whether it would work in the middle of the week, but there was no other way.

And those young people didn't dare to do anything else, if Aunt Zhao really died, then they would have killed someone.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Zhou opened his eyes and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Aunt Zhao slowly woke up at this time and looked around.

"Ah! Wake up, this is the genius doctor!" The villagers exclaimed when seeing Aunt Zhao being rescued.

"I didn't steal the fish... I didn't steal the fish. They threw the live fish down as dead fish. I just want to eat it for my grandson." Aunt Zhao said in a very weak body.

Hearing this, everyone felt sad, and Zhou Zhong looked solemnly and said to Aunt Zhao: "Auntie, don't talk, take a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

After speaking, he stood up in the middle of the week and walked toward the group of young people with a cold expression.

"You...what are you going to do!" The young people were immediately scared. There was a cold and bone-cold aura on Zhou Zhong's body, which was really scary.

"From today, this village will begin to change, and it will become the existence you want to look up to! There is a word I want to tell you, people are poor and ambitious, and although you seem to have a little money, you are no different from animals! Get out of here!" roared midweek.

"Go!"

A group of people were frightened and ran into the fishing boat in a panic and quickly left the river bank.

Shanshan and the villagers were a little angry, and asked Zhou Zhong, "Just let them go?"

Zhou Zhong smiled and said: "These people will be retributed."

The villagers shook their heads, retribution? That was too illusory, they felt that these people had beaten Aunt Zhao and couldn't let it go so easily.