I have a portable farm

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Luo Xiao, Meng Lie, Guan Zhentian, and Du Gang all sighed slightly, "I don't know what group wants to come here to get a piece of the pie."

"Sauron, Inoue."

As soon as these four words came out, Luo Xiao and the four others' faces turned cold at the same time. Luo Xiao slapped the coffee table and said, "These bastards."

"I'm going to make a call. This must be stopped." Du Gang stood up.

"Grandpa Du, the contract has been signed. There is not much use in stopping it now. I think they must have a back-up plan, otherwise they would not have started construction just after the contract was signed. If the contract for so much farmland is broken, it will be very difficult to break the contract." The ratio is astronomical.”

Du Gang sighed. In the past few years in Pengcheng, although he had cooperated with the Japanese, at most he had only absorbed some funds. Not to mention the large-scale contracted farmland like now, or the opening of large factories. .

"Have those people's brains been caught in the door? How could they be so stupid? Don't they know that those damned ones are still evil to this day?"

"Grandpa Du, it's useless to say anything now. The villagers have been suffering for many years. They want to get rich quickly. I hope they don't have any bad intentions in contracting farmland this time."

"They never have good intentions." Du Gang snorted coldly.

Luo Xiao's eyes flickered a few times, "Jiao Meng is really old and confused."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "He may not know the following things."

Meng Lie nodded, "Xinyu is right. There are tens of thousands of acres of farmland in several villages. If it is to be contracted, it stands to reason that the news has spread long ago. The contract has been signed in just a few days. Jiao Meng also He really doesn’t necessarily know, and now it’s a done deal, even if he knew it, it would be of no use, the only time is to keep an eye on them and not let them use the farmland to do illegal activities.”

Several villages were developed at the same time. The village at the foot of Cailiang Mountain suddenly became the focus of countless media attention. Every day's changes in several villages were reported in detail by the media. However, Xihanling, a village that has been occupying the headlines in recent years, did not. What news.

This time, Zhao Xinyu felt at ease. He used the Blood Demonic Ghost-faced Bee to neutralize the spirit insects every day. After a period of time, a weak amount of spiritual energy could flow within his body.

Being able to practice Qigong has speeded up the recovery, but Zhao Xinyu has kept silent. Every day he has a life of clothing, food and mouth. Even taking a bath is helped by Du Mengnan, Liu Fengying and Guan Bingtong.

And this guy who hid himself as a useless person took advantage every time he took a bath, and one day he even ate Guan Bingtong.

Du Mengnan, Guan Bingtong, and Liu Fengying were also very puzzled. This guy didn't have much energy to do other things, but he was very active when doing that kind of shameful thing. Every time, the three of them surrendered.

Days passed, and when farmland in other places turned into wilderness, the mission of the Qingshazhang in Wenying Lake also came to an end. In order to prevent fires, Wenying Lake stopped all the cruise ships, and within a few days all the reeds were cut off. .

Without the green gauze tent, although there are people walking around Wenying Lake, Yuhe, and Luoshui every day, the number of people has been reduced by more than half.

During this period of time, Zhao Xinyu didn't know from Li Fei that the Yinlong and Feiyu masters who secretly entered Pengcheng had left at some point. What happened in Pengcheng specifically? Without Wu Yunfei and the others, Zhao Xinyu would not know. I know, even Li Fei doesn't know, but I'm sure something must have happened here in Pengcheng.

In the afternoon of this day, Shipley, who was chatting with four old men in the living room, received a call from Han Jun. On the Wenying Lake side, there was a conflict between the villagers and the villagers of Tai Village over farmland.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly. Although Han Jun did not explain clearly, he heard a slight difference in Han Jun's words. If there was a small problem, Han Jun would not call him.

"Xinyu, what are you going to do?" Luo Xiao saw Zhao Xinyu hung up the phone and was about to go out.

"I'm going to take a look at Wenying Lake. Something happened there."

"Mengmeng and the others are not here, let me push you out," Meng Feiyan stood up.

Zhao Xinyu chuckled and patted the wheelchair, "Auntie, this wheelchair is comparable to a car and has a range of forty miles. I just went out to have a look. You guys can prepare dinner later."

Seeing that Zhao Xinyu's face looked exactly the same as usual, Meng Feiyan and the others didn't think much about it.

In an area on the west side of Qingshi Avenue, thousands of people have gathered at this moment, and people are still moving towards that direction.

Driving his wheelchair along Qingshi Avenue to the area where the incident occurred, Zhao Xinyu looked at an iron gate specially reserved for entry and exit, with a wry smile on his face.

A wheelchair can go anywhere on the flat road, but on the other side of the iron fence is sour farmland, making it impossible for a wheelchair to walk in such an area.

Although he can move now, he doesn't want to be exposed at this time. He is waiting for the poisoner to appear again.

Just when Zhao Xinyu was distressed, three or four villagers who hurriedly came from the village arrived here.

"Xinyu, why are you here?"

Zhao Xinyu pointed to the place where the crowd gathered and helped me over.

Zhao Xinyu was almost driven over by two villagers, and several other villagers also carried the wheelchair over.

In a piece of farmland that was almost half a step in size, the sour seeds that had been planted were uprooted and thrown aside. Many villagers in Xihanling had angry faces and were arguing with a group of people.

Zhao Xinyu, who was being carried in, immediately understood what was happening when he saw Sour Liu being pulled up. He raised his eyes and looked at the group of people confronting the villagers of Xihanling. His eyes shrank slightly. There were quite a few in the crowd. They looked familiar, but a few of them seemed to have never been seen before, and these people didn't seem to look like villagers in terms of their clothes.

Han Jun and the others immediately stopped arguing when they saw Zhao Xinyu coming, but everyone's faces were still full of anger.

Zhao Xinyu looked at Han Jun, "What's going on?"

"Xinyu, look, these farmland originally belonged to our village, but now they say it belongs to them, and they have pulled out so much of the sour land that has already sprouted."

"What the hell are you talking about? When did this land become Xihanling? This belongs to our Tai Village. Don't be so arrogant just because you have a few filthy rich people."

Zhao Xinyu raised his eyes to look at the scolding man and couldn't help but shake his head. He knew this scolding young man. He was still working in Gushan in the summer. Every time he saw him, he was polite. Now in Taicun Just after it was developed, it immediately changed its face, which made Zhao Xinyu feel sad.

"Speak more clearly," Zhao Xinyu's face turned cold and he said coldly.

"Cripple, who do you think you are? You are just a bunch of idiots from Xihanling who have been so fascinated by you that they are dizzy. Now that Taicun is also being developed, I will be rich next year."

The expressions of Han Jun and other villagers suddenly changed. They could still bear it when those people scolded them, but now they scolded Zhao Xinyu and called the people in Xihanling idiots. How could they endure it.

"You are going to die. How much money have you made from us in the past year? The village has not been developed yet, and you have turned into a dog. You are really ungrateful."

As soon as the two sides quarreled, they started pushing and shoving. The few people whom Zhao Xinyu was unfamiliar with bypassed the villagers in Xihanling at some point, and a guy flew up and punched Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu was stunned for a moment. He didn't even move, but he was kicked off the wheelchair in an instant. Those guys rushed up and punched and kicked Zhao Xinyu. People from the two villages instantly fought each other. Zhao Xinyu's wheelchair quickly became torn apart.

As a shrill flute sounded, the people who were struggling separated. The villagers in Xihanling helped Zhao Xinyu up, who was covered in dirt. They saw that Zhao Xinyu's face was bruised and purple, and his forehead was even more bruised. A wound.

"What's going on?" When a group of law enforcers came in, they stared at both sides.

When Han Jun explained the reason for the conflict, a fat middle-aged man in his forties frowned and said, "Every village has a land certificate for its farmland. Just show it." We are all neighbors in the village and we are not afraid of being laughed at. Let’s all go back and let the two village branch secretaries and village chiefs handle the land issue.”

The young man from Tai Village who was the first to insult Zhao Xinyu laughed and looked at Zhao Xinyu who was being held up by the villagers. "Did you hear me, cripple? You are nothing, and the beating you received was in vain."

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly and looked at the middle-aged man, "The land dispute is indeed nothing, but they not only pulled out the sour milk I bought at a high price, but also beat me and smashed my wheelchair. How can I say this? "

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned. He turned to look at the people in Taicun, frowned, and showed a trace of displeasure in his eyes.

Who is Zhao Xinyu? Not only is he from Pengcheng, but he is a celebrity in the world. How many people in Pengcheng have not come out because of Zhao Xinyu?

For these people, Zhao Xinyu is like the god of plague. It is too late to hide. This is good now. What was originally a small dispute has become different, because everyone knows that Zhao Xinyu is struggling to move now, and now someone is beating him. , smashing his wheelchair, this is not looking for trouble.

"Dead and crippled, I have a lot of money now, but it's just a broken wheelchair. I broke the wheelchair. I'll compensate you for the price."

Zhao Xinyu looked at the middle-aged man, "You also saw that he admitted that he broke the wheelchair."

The middle-aged man nodded. We all have recorders. This is no problem. Since he admits it, he must pay for your wheelchair. Just plant it sourly. I think it will be fine.

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly and stared at the arrogant young man, "All dogs know how to be grateful. In less than a month, you and I will turn against each other. You don't have to pay for the wheelchair. Send the money to the West tonight." Han Ling leaves it to Han Tianliang, my wheelchair is not very expensive, three million."

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