Upon seeing this, the hunchbacked old man Wang Jiachang whispered to the old village chief: "Now that the Jiang Chuyang family's matter has been resolved, please make the decision for Wang Cong and give him justice."

"No..." Wang Dafu was anxious.

"Shut up!" Jiang Yongbiao glared back fiercely.

"Wang Cong's death, I couldn't come forward. After all, this is your Wang family's private matter, but Wang Dafu is rich and unkind, and it is really too much to refuse to pay a penny." The old village chief smoked a dry cigarette and said slowly: "Let's do this.

! Anyway, I am a bad person in the eyes of Wang Dafu, so I will commit evil once."

"Wang Dafu, listen carefully." The old village chief looked at Wang Dafu, his words were serious: "You want to end today's matter in peace, so you still have to spend some money to pay Wang Cong's burial expenses.

Give it away! Otherwise, your reputation for being rich and unkind will spread, and sooner or later the gods will come and not be able to save you."

There is something in these words.

It’s also what I say from the bottom of my heart.

Wang Dafu is not stupid.

I heard it immediately.

He even knew that the old village chief was actually helping him.

Otherwise, if the Wang family is making trouble, even if he writes a criminal evidence, he will probably be arrested.

So after slapping himself hard twice, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I will listen to you, old village chief, and I will pay for all Wang Cong's burial expenses."

"Then you discuss it with Wang Dezhi and Wang Jiachang in private! I won't come forward. I have to go to eat." After the old village chief collected the evidence, money, and coal tickets, he took Jiang Yongbiao, Jiang Huasheng, Jiang Kunlun, and Liu Tiechui with him.

Just walk towards the direction of Shiniu Mountain.
Chapter completed!