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Wang Dachun suddenly rolled his eyes, and waved to Jiang Junguo and the others, "Come here!"

"what!"

Jiang Junguo and the others looked vigilant, but they still came over. The young man in front of him could kick the coffin to pieces, which was not something they could compete with.

Wang Dachun immediately whispered a few words in their ears.

Jiang Junguo immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, absolutely no!"

Just kidding, get another coffin and send it to Zhou's house?

Isn't that the old birthday star hanged himself because he thinks his life is too long?

Wang Dachun's face darkened, "Hmph, I'm afraid you don't know my methods!"

As soon as the words fell, several people covered their stomachs and howled miserably, turning over and rolling on the ground one by one.

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Let's go, when these people figure it out, come to me again."

The villagers all went to the villa with Wang Dachun to pack their things.

Wang Er asked curiously, "Dachun, what did you do to those guys?"

"Yeah, how did you do it?"

The villagers all looked curious.

"It's nothing, I gave them some medicine for stomach pain." Wang Dachun will not tell everyone that he knows Gu skills, so as not to cause everyone to panic.

As soon as everyone came to the gate of the villa, Jiang Junguo and others ran over holding their stomachs, "We are willing to do it, please hold your hand high!"

Those people didn't know Wang Dachun's horror until now, this kid knows magic tricks!

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Okay, you guys go back to work, do as I asked, and you will be fine, and clean up those broken coffin boards!"

Jiang Junguo asked cautiously: "Ah! This will be all right, don't you need to take medicine?"

"What kind of medicine do you take? Do you take rat medicine? Get lost!" Wang Dachun said impatiently.

Jiang Junguo and his party had no choice but to turn around and carry away the coffin kicked to death by Wang Dachun.

"Brother, do we really want to listen to that kid and send a coffin to Zhou's house?" Someone asked Jiang Junguo after leaving the village.

"Damn it, I don't believe we left, that kid can still control us!"

"That's right, you can't go to the Zhou family, or you will be beaten to death!"

Jiang Junguo nodded, "That's right, the Zhou family is determined not to go, I see what that kid can do to us?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone covered their stomachs and screamed again.

Jiang Junguo's complexion changed, "What? This..."

"Brother, this kid is quite wicked. It seems that he won't let us go if we don't get things done properly!"

Jiang Junguo gritted his teeth, "Let's go, prepare the coffin!"

The few people didn't dare to take chances anymore, they rushed to Haixi City, and used a truck to pull the coffin over.

After all, this thing is really not available in the city.

There was such an unpleasant episode on Wang Dachun's side, but it didn't affect Wang Dachun's move at all.

At dusk, the whole villa was brightly lit and festooned, the courtyard at the entrance was filled with banquets, the gong and drum team began to beat gongs and drums, and the Yangko team sang and danced.

The whole village was completely boiling, and the villagers were full of high-spirited fighting spirit. It is the dream of all villagers to make a fortune and go to a well-off life.

The life of Wang Dachun's family today is their life tomorrow.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, thinking back a few months ago, everyone was still worrying about daily necessities, rice, oil and salt. In just a few short months, the village has undergone earth-shaking changes, just like a dream.

In the final analysis, Wang Dachun was a talented person in the village. What is even more commendable is that Wang Dachun himself became rich and did not move to the city, but stayed in the village and led everyone to become rich together.

Wang Dachun's family relocated. As Wang Dachun's nemesis, Zhou Xue's family is also very lively today, because her father Zhou Xiong is celebrating his 50th birthday.

The Zhou family's old house was full of banquets. As a rich man in Liuhe City, the Zhou family naturally owned a lot of real estate, and this old house was the foundation of the Zhou family.

Zhou Xiong sat at the top with a red face, and people kept coming to give gifts.

"Zhang Jun, the boss of Fuzhou Company, sent a piece of jade cabbage."

"Li Changchun, chairman of Baiyu Group, gave Mao'eryan a gift."

"Yao Jizhong, son of the Yao family, gave Tang Bohu a painting and calligraphy!"

"Zhou Xue sent a Qing Dynasty snuff bottle."

"..."

Different from the simple food and drink of Wang Dachun's family, the villagers gave each family a gift money of several hundred dollars at most.

The gifts received by the Zhou family are very powerful, and the cheapest ones are worth hundreds of thousands. If they are less, they will not be able to sell them at all!

Every time he received a gift, Zhou Xiong bowed his hands to the visitor to express his gratitude.

At this moment, a servant ran over in a panic, "The Patriarch is not well, someone sent a special gift at the door!"

Zhou Xiong smiled faintly: "What special gift?"

The servant looked around and felt a little embarrassed, "This...do you really want to say it?"

Zhou Xiong glared, "Don't tell me what you are here for, what a shame!"

"Uh... yes... it's a big black lacquered coffin!"

"what!"

Zhou Xiong stood up fiercely, came to the servant and grabbed his jacket collar, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Yes...it's a big black lacquered coffin. It's so big that it can probably sleep two people!" The servant hurriedly added in a panic.

"Go to hell you!"

Zhou Xiong kicked that servant away, can you speak, what do you mean you can sleep with two people, sleep with your mother!

"puff!"

Yao Jizhong squirted out the tea he had just drank in his mouth, this man, Nima is too cute!

Those guests tried their best to hold back their laughter, and the corners of their mouths twitched, making it very uncomfortable.

The Zhou family has always been domineering and unpopular, and everyone is happy to see their success and jokes.

Zhou Xiong's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, "Come here, who is the one who delivered the coffin? Have you caught it?"

The captain of the bodyguard ran over in a hurry, "Patriarch Qi, those people put down the coffin and ran away, they were not caught!"

"Idiots! What the hell are you idiots! Why should I raise you trash?"

Zhou Xiong is so angry, his son is still staying in the police station in Jin County, and someone will bring the coffin over on his birthday, this is a curse to himself to die!

The recent disappearance of Gongsun Yang, Dinghaishenzhen of the Zhou family, has attracted the attention of many people. Everyone has started to look at the Zhou family. Once it is confirmed that Gongsun Yang is dead, many old enemies of the Zhou family will come to the door.

When Zhou Xiong came to the door, he saw the big black lacquered coffin with a face as black as the bottom of a pot. Nima, this coffin can hold not only two people, but maybe three.

Zhou Xiong shouted to the captain of the bodyguard: "Immediately find out who did it, I will catch him and peel him off!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Xue kept muttering in her heart, she was sure that this matter must have something to do with that bastard Wang Dachun.

Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences in the world, I just received the coffin when I delivered it to him