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Chapter 643: The Door (Super Large Cup)(2/4)

Then he turned to look at Hu Xiaobei.

"Someone is rushing to the door of Song He's house."

"Not only Hongshan, but also other villagers."

"Dare to walk back and forth where I've been... so brave."

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"Boss, just let her run away like this?"

As they approached the door of Song He's house, Hong Shan's younger brother leaned down and spoke to the middle-aged man in the wheelchair.

He clearly wanted to kick the little girl down just now, but Hong Shan didn't let him do it.

"Tsk...you are so stupid."

Hong Shan curled his lips.

For some reason, his current condition is much better than before his legs were crippled by Wang Jin.

His originally pale face gained color, and his eyes regained their sparkle.

Although he still wasn't healthy, at first glance he looked at least not that weak.

Hong Shan sighed, raised his hand and patted the younger brother on the head.

"The one who wants to attack Xiaohua is that stupid Sun Tiezui. What's the use of catching Xiaohua?"

"Letting him go would make him feel uncomfortable."

When he thought of Sun Tiezui, Hong Shan clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Then Wang Jin's side..."

The little brother who was slapped let out an ouch and asked again.

The mentally ill man who is full of firepower is in the same group as Song He, and he will definitely not let it go if he knows that he has come to find trouble.

If we really pursue the case, our own group of people won't be enough to blow it up.

"You."

Hong Shan shook his head.

"Sun Tiezui ran away in the middle of the night yesterday. No matter how fast Wang Jin was, it was impossible to find him in such a short time."

"Even if he finds it, Sun Tiezui can hold on for a long time. Didn't he resist several shotgun blasts yesterday?"

"While they are dog-eating, I can just kill Song He. Maybe I can blame the villagers and cause Wang Jin to have a conflict with the village."

Hong Shan grinned, showing a somewhat forced smile.

Last year, he escaped from the Mud Dragon King by sacrificing his daughter.

But only Hongshan himself knew that there was still a haunting dragon under his clothes.

That was a sign of being targeted by the Mud Dragon King.

The Tangled Dragon climbs a little higher every day, especially in the past few days.

It was as if the Mud Dragon King had discovered Hong Shan, a fish that had slipped through the net, and wanted to take him away with Song He.

Hongshan was very scared.

He didn't dare to come back, but he had to come back because of the curse that "if you leave the village, you will die".

Therefore, Hongshan is frightened every spring.

He couldn't find a solution.

Sun Tiezui had already run away, and it was difficult for him to have another child because he was haunted by a dragon.

He wanted Song He to die quickly and let the damn haunted dragon crawl slowly.

"Boss, it's right in front."

The boy who was helping Hong Shan push the wheelchair pointed forward and spoke as a reminder.

"I grew up here, what the fuck are you telling me?"

Hong Shan glared, making the younger brother tremble with fright.

The villagers following him were whispering to each other and discussing something.

"Just be quiet, just be quiet."

Hong Shan turned his head and spit, then stretched out his hands to rub his face, trying to make his expression less vicious.

He looked around and carefully considered what to say using his elementary school education level.

"Folks... maybe you don't know what happened."

"But I know."

Hong Shan sighed and pointed to the row house not far away.

"If you take a look inside, you can see that the Mud Dragon King is covered with talismans."

"If it weren't for these talismans, the Mud Dragon King should have entered the house directly last night."

"My master said this is a life-extending move."

"Song He was supposed to die today, but Wang Jin used magic to save his life, allowing this kid to live two more years..."

Before Hong Shan finished speaking, he was interrupted by the villagers.

"Really? That little immortal master is so powerful?"

"That's great. Let him help me when it's my turn. Even if I live one more day, it will be good."

"Shit, what can a young boy like him do that even the big guys can't do?"

"Eh...that's true when you say that."

"Everyone! Be quiet!"

Hong Shan squinted his eyes, and the sunken cheeks looked a bit tragic in the shadows.

"You also know that my father had a relationship with a platoon leader back then."

"He told me that it wasn't that he couldn't do what he did back then, but that he didn't want to do it."

"call…"

Hong Shan took a breath, his voice trembling.

"The Mud Dragon King has not received anyone... More men will be sent to check the situation in the evening."

"The whole village will be in danger by then, just to delay life for a few days."

"This is too much trouble for the folks."

Hong Shan shook his head, looking sincere.

"But Wang Jin doesn't think about this. After all, he is an outsider and only gets paid to do things."

"I argued with him today, and he immediately broke both of my legs."

Hong Shan pointed to his legs wrapped in thick gauze.

The situation was so urgent that he didn't even have time to bandage it.

What's more, Wang Jin's shotgun is terrifyingly powerful.

According to the worst-case scenario...the legs may not be saved.

"call…"

Hong Shan took a deep breath, and the pain in his eyes was incredibly real.

"Folks... At this point, we have no choice but to take action ourselves."

"If you want to survive, you have to let Song He be taken away at a normal time."

"Smash the Mud Dragon King."

Hong Shan turned his head and looked at the villagers one after another.

He has lived here for decades and knows very well how these people think.

If you just talk about right and wrong, almost no one is willing to listen.

But once the Mud Dragon King is involved, then whether he can survive...

These people will become fanatical in an instant and are willing to listen to whatever you say.

Seeing that the villagers' emotions began to rise, Hong Shan waved his hand and shouted loudly.

"Folks, take action!"

"Smash the Mud Dragon King, or kill Song He directly."

"I still have one year to live, so I can't let him get involved."
To be continued...
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