"You're dreaming!"

Ning Dashan stood in the front, his eyes full of annoyance, "No matter what you say, Qingniu Village is where we have lived for generations after all. For one hundred thousand yuan, where do you want us to live?"

"It's none of my business."

The bald middle-aged man rolled his eyes at him and dusted off his cigarette, "This shabby house of yours is worth a hundred thousand!"

Ning Dashan shook his head, "Stop dreaming, we will never let you tear it down."

"Hold!"

The bald middle-aged man threw his cigar down, his patience completely exhausted, "I think you guys are so fucking shameless! Break it for me!!"

"Let's see who dares!" Ning Dashan opened his arms and blushed, blocking the entrance to the village.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

An excavator started up, stretched out its mechanical arm, and hit Ning Dashan on the head.

"Mountain!"

"Don't do stupid things, Dashan!"

Yu Shufang burst into tears, and other villagers also came forward.

At this time, an SUV had just parked at the entrance of the village. Ning Xiaofan, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at it with his spiritual thoughts, and his eyes immediately filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

As he opened the door and got out of the car, he extended a few strands of spiritual thought, wrapped around the mechanical arm of the excavator, and then slammed it towards the bald middle-aged man!

"Whoaaah!"

The bald middle-aged man was scared to death, but he reacted very quickly. He rolled like a donkey and avoided the fatal blow of the excavator.

"Damn it! You are so crazy! I asked you to demolish the house, why are you smashing it at me?!" The bald middle-aged man was so frightened that he even peed a few drops, pointed at the excavator driver and yelled, and the villagers also

Everyone is confused.

"I, I...I don't know, I'm out of control."

The driver looked innocent.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the ears of the bald middle-aged man, "Who gave you permission to come and demolish Qingniu Village?"

"Mist grass!"

The bald middle-aged man was startled again. He jumped a few meters away and saw Ning Xiaofan clearly. He cursed again: "You're going to die! You don't know that people are scary and can scare them to death?"

"I'm asking you a question!"

Ning Xiaofan's eyes turned cold.

But the villagers all exclaimed, "Xiaofan, it's Xiaofan who's back! Great!"

"The village can be saved!"

Ning Dashan and Yu Shufang were relieved when they saw this scene. They understood that with their son's ability, they could definitely prevent the village from being demolished!

"Oh, you're a mud-legged guy from a ravine, but you're still very energetic, right?"

The bald middle-aged man walked up to Ning Xiaofan. Although he was more than thirty centimeters taller than Ning Xiaofan, he still pretended to be older than him, "I am the general manager of Guangtai Group, Qian Cheng

, are you the fucking turnip? Why should I answer your question?"

"Hmph, let me tell you the truth, your shabby village will be demolished sooner or later! It will all be demolished!"

"dismantle?"

Ning Xiaofan chuckled and said, "Okay, 10 billion per family. If you agree, I will let them be demolished."

"Ten billion???"

Qian Cheng looked at Ning Xiaofan as if he were a madman, and then laughed up to the sky, "Hahahaha, are you stupid about growing vegetables? Why don't you say 100 billion for 10 billion!?"

"That's what I'm saying to you, don't even think about dismantling it without 100 billion." Ning Xiaofan said calmly.

"Fuck you!" Qian Cheng yelled at Ning Xiaofan:

"We, Guangtai, are rich, but no matter what, we won't give it to you! Just a shabby house like yours is like a garbage dump. One hundred thousand yuan is enough to give you face. If you keep yelling, you won't get a dime!"

"money?"

"Okay, today I will show you what money is."

The words just fell.

Before Qian Cheng could understand what this kid meant, a pile of pink things hit him heavily on the bridge of his nose!

"puff!"

The bridge of Qian Cheng's nose was broken, and blood spurted out from his nose when he tilted back 45 degrees. He fell to the ground and said in horror: "What the hell?!"

A wad of brand new hundred dollar bills.

This kid actually used money to throw money at himself???

Qian Cheng was furious and laughed directly, "Haha, hahahaha... Okay! Okay, you want to throw money at me, right? Okay, come here, come here, I really want to see you.

How much money can you make by growing vegetables?"

"That's what you said."

Ning Xiaofan smiled slightly.

The villagers, Jinshan Bao, Wei Chong and Zhong Xiuxiu, all mourned three minutes of silence for Qian Cheng from the bottom of their hearts.

Ning Xiaofan swung his right hand back, took out a wad of banknotes, and hit Qian Cheng's stomach hard.

"puff!"

Qian Cheng's body immediately bent like a prawn, and he vomited out all the food he had eaten in the morning and lunch.

"Where did you get it from..."

Bang!

Another pile hit Qian Cheng on the head, causing him a concussion and falling to the ground with stars in his eyes.

Ning Xiaofan stepped forward, took out a wad of banknotes from behind with both hands, and then threw them on Qian Cheng's body.

Bang bang bang... bang bang...

"Ah...ah...ah!! Ah..."

On the grass at the entrance of the village, the screams of a bald middle-aged man kept ringing out, until a wad of banknotes slammed into his mouth. The huge force directly knocked off his front teeth, and he was covered in blood.

Then came the crotch. After a few stacks, Qian Cheng's eyes almost burst out of their sockets. He wanted to get up and run away, but his legs had been broken by Ning Xiaofan...

Every wad of banknotes.

That's ten thousand.

Ning Xiaofan has lost count of how much he has thrown away. Anyway, he has saved hundreds of millions in cash in the ring.

The demolition workers and Qian Cheng's men nearby were dumbfounded.

How could this kid have so much money? The piles scattered on the ground must have hundreds of thousands in his hands, right?!

With the last blow, Ning Xiaofan poured in a little bit of spiritual power and hit Qian Cheng on the head.

BAM!! A moment.

Qian Cheng's forehead sunk in on the spot, his body stopped twitching, and his eyes stared straight at the sky...

dead.

"Qian...General Manager Qian!"

"Dead!"

"Dead people!!"

"Xiaofan killed someone?"

The demolition workers and Guangtai employees were so frightened that they fled.

The villagers also looked at Ning Xiaofan with fear on their faces. This child had changed so much in recent years that they could no longer understand him.

Only Ning Dashan and Yu Shufang walked forward without fear at all.

Ning Dashan put his arm on Ning Xiaofan's shoulder and looked at Qian Cheng with a frown, "Xiaofan, will something happen?"

"Don't worry, it's just a dead dog, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Ning Xiaofan smiled at his father, then turned around and snapped his fingers at Jinshan Bao, "Xiao Bao, come and deal with it."

"Hey, okay!"

Jinshan Bao walked up happily, fiddled with Qian Cheng twice with his feet, and smiled at the villagers: "Fellow fellow villagers, don't be afraid, I will deal with this person."

Seeing that Yu Shufang was still a little worried, he smiled again and said: "Auntie, just be at ease! I am the best at handling corpses, leave it to me."

After saying that, he turned around and went to make a phone call.

"Let's go, Dad, Mom."

Ning Xiaofan took the two elders and walked towards the village.

Just the general manager of a small group.
Chapter completed!