seven day ruler

Facing the sharp-eyed old man who was angry at him, Zhao Yi shrugged helplessly, completely ignoring the other party's threats.

Old man Wei knew that as long as the young man in front of him had the amulet, he would be completely helpless. He did this only to not want the young man in front of him to fall into a bloodthirsty killing.

"Okay! Let me tell you about what happened in Luoxia Town! After investigation by our Disciplinary Inspection Commission early in the morning, many officials in Luoxia Town did have many problems. But we couldn't find any key evidence. I am afraid it will be difficult to bring these moths to justice within a short period of time."

Zhao Yi fell silent after hearing this. He understood that if these moths were not brought to justice, there might be a second "Qiantian" after they left.Luoxia Town will continue to decline, and the people will still be poor.

"You must not be able to find any evidence, because every time the Qian family and his son have insider transactions, they will always destroy the evidence immediately." Seeing the two people who fell silent because they could not find any evidence, Mu Qian spoke softly opened the mouth.

"However, I have collected some evidence secretly in the past few years. Because the entire town government is under the control of Qian Tian, ​​I have never dared to show it."

Seeing Zhao Yi and the upright old man in front of her now, Mu Qian dared to hand over the evidence collected over the years.

"Really! Where is the evidence? Did you bring it?" Old man Wei stood up quickly when he heard new evidence, and asked eagerly.

Mu Qian looked up at Zhao Yi who was beside her, and seeing him nodding to herself, she led the crowd towards the barren hill south of the town.

"Father, baby, the Qian family father and son were killed by Yi Zi yesterday, you can finally rest in peace. Don't worry, I will live well!"

In front of a simple earth tomb, Mu Qian kowtowed three times before digging out a well-packed plastic bag from the soil under the tombstone.

Back in the town, old man Wei soon began to arrest and interrogate some bullies and government officials in the town. The whole town was full of joy, and many villagers spontaneously reported or assisted the soldiers in arresting criminals.

Of course, Zhao Yi didn't know about these things. At this time, he was holding some bacon presented by Uncle Zhang and other villagers, and he was already sitting on a tractor that was emitting black smoke and shaking violently. Qionglong Mountain drove away.

"Brother Yi, you actually came out of Canglong Village? No wonder you are so skilled. I heard from Grandpa Zhang that there were several famous hunters in Canglong Village back then, who could kill tigers and leopards running out of Qionglong Mountain by themselves."

Zhao Bin, who was driving a tractor, recalled the legendary deeds of this dome-shaped mountain, and turned his head to look at Zhao Yi who was sitting on the dump behind him with admiration.

"I guess it's all rumors. I have lived in Canglong Village for more than ten years, and I have never seen a tiger or leopard run out of the mountains. A few years ago, young people in the village went out to study or make a living. , how can there be so many prey to hunt."

Although Zhao Yi said so, but thinking of the huge tiger skin of Zhao Feng's house in the village, he really believed in the saying that there were large beasts haunting the Qionglong Mountain behind the village in the early years.

The tractor hopped on the yellow dirt for nearly two hours, until there was no road ahead, and Zhao Yi jumped out of the car, telling Zhao Bin, a talkative kid, to go back earlier.

Stepping on the rugged and steep mountain road that can only be passed by one person, Zhao Yi secretly put the bacon in his personal warehouse, and strode towards the mountain.

Since he followed his parents out of the mountains to study at the age of 12, he has not returned to this childhood place for nearly ten years.Every plant and tree here may be located in a remote place without human intervention, but it grows very thick.

Eager to return home, it would have taken young and middle-aged people to walk for three hours, but Zhao Yi completed it in one hour.Looking at the majestic peaks all around, Zhao Yi saw several wooden houses hidden under the trees and vegetation on the top of a slightly gentle slope opposite.If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find their existence.

After a detour, Zhao Yi soon came to the hillside where the village is located. Looking at the defensive pointed fence erected in front of the village gate and the shouts and screams from the village, Zhao Yi finally noticed something unusual. , quickly took out the gentian gun stored in the space, and ran to the entrance of the village.

At the gate of the village, Zhao Yi found a pool of blood and the corpses of several giant wolves. Several broken fences were dumped at the entrance of the village, and human shouts and screams came from the village from time to time.

When Zhao Yi rushed to the source of the sound with a gun, he saw five giant wolves surrounding the gate of his house. If it weren't for the hunter Uncle Zhao leading several other middle-aged uncles to block the gate, the five giant wolves might The first three meters long and half a person tall, the giant wolf had already rushed into the crowd and started killing.

Zhao Yi looked at the giant wolves with their fangs exposed and grinning in front of them, and felt that these giant wolves seemed a little abnormal, and the wildness was too ferocious.Generally, wolves will not fight to the death when the number and strength of the enemy and the enemy are completely unequal. They pay more attention to the cooperation of the team.

Zhao Yi saw five giant wolves digging the ground in front of him, as if they were about to attack.Zhao Yi couldn't care what was wrong with them, so he grabbed the gentian gun and killed the giant wolves surrounding his house.

Zhao Dahu, the hunter who blocked the entrance of the courtyard wall to prevent the giant wolves from rushing into the yard and hurting innocent villagers, looked at the figure running from a distance, and after a few dazzling white lights flashed in front of his eyes, he saw that the majestic giant wolves all fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.

It wasn't until Zhao Yi came to Zhao Dahu that Zhao Dahu came to his senses, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man and asked uncertainly, "Are you... Yi Zi?"

"Yes! Uncle Zhao, long time no see! Where's Xiaofeng? Has he come back?" The dark and robust middle-aged man in front of Zhao Yi's eyes is Zhao Feng's father, a well-known hunter in the village.

"Ah...Xiaofeng!" Zhao Yigang asked, before realizing what happened, Zhao Dahu in front of him dropped the broad-bladed hunting knife in his hand, turned around and ran to the house behind him.

Looking at the blood on the ground all the way to the door of the house, Zhao Yi understood what was going on, and quickly followed.

As soon as he entered the wooden house, Zhao Yi saw his grandfather, whom he hadn't seen for more than a year, bandaging the wound of Zhao Feng, who was lying on the bed with a pale and bloodless face.

Zhao Yi looked at his grandfather and shook his head helplessly, then he understood that the bandages on Zhao Feng's chest were still oozing a lot of blood. But tonight.

"Xiaofeng, hold on, Dad will send you down the mountain to the hospital right away!" Zhao Dahu stubbornly wiped away his tears, and planned to carry his only son, Zhao Feng, who was lying on the bed, down the mountain.