Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Now there is a shortage of food everywhere. These people have no household registration. Wang Fengjing predicts that they will not be able to buy food in the town.

The grain reserves in other villages are not as large as those in their villages, and when village chief Zhao goes to other villages, he cannot buy grain.

Wang Fengjing felt that he was still cheap.

Such a high price makes it clear that they are going to be slaughtered.

Village Chief Zhao said with a smile: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Big brother's number is too high, can't it be cheaper?"

Wang Fengjing's eldest son Wang Qi snorted coldly, "Whoever is a neighbor with your group of refugees, if you can't hand over your food next year, you will be a fallout, and you will only have low status! If we are willing to sell you food, we should all kneel down and be grateful."

Instead of reprimanding his son, Wang Fengjing felt that what his son said was reasonable, and agreed: "We sell your food, and we will save your family and future children and grandchildren. Is it worth three times the price?"

Wang Qizhang said more and more, "Father, I don't think they can make money at all. Don't waste time with these fallen people, it's just bad luck."

The village chief Zhao suddenly changed his face.

They are too indifferent to people.

The village chief Zhao clenched his fists angrily and wanted to reason with Wang Fengjing.

"Whoosh", Qingfeng drew his sword.

The sword light flashed, and before everyone blinked, the hair on the top of Wang Qi's head was gone.

Qingfeng retracted the sword neatly, and Wang Qi felt that his head was over, and he felt chills all over his back. If Qingfeng wasn't sure about his hands just now, it was either his hair or his head that was cut off.

Dare to touch his son, Wang Fengjing was furious: "In broad daylight, you group of refugees dare to commit murder and hurt others, we will arrest you now and report to the officials!"

There are only a dozen of them in Qingfeng. Here in Lintian Village, Wang Fengjing shouted, and the villagers immediately looked for guys in all directions and wanted to tie Qingfeng and them.

Seeing that the villagers were fiercely picking up hoes and scythes to deal with them, Village Chief Zhao was either worried that he could not beat them, or that he had been beaten, and that he would cause trouble when he first came here.

Wang Qi covered the top of his head, stared at Qingfeng, and said bitterly: "I will pull out the hairs on your head, one by one, and make them into brooms!"

As soon as the words fell, the breeze swept away, and the villagers suddenly widened their eyes, and Wang Qi flew out in one fell swoop, and stuck heavily into the ground.

The villagers of Lintian Village were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva at the sight of Shang Qingfeng's cold eyes.

These people have killed people.

Wang Fengjing has been the head of the village for so many years, and he has never suffered such a big loss. If he does not teach this group of refugees a lesson, won't he ride to the top of their Lintian Village to slaughter and urinate on his head in the future!

He helped his unconscious son, his anger was even greater, and he yelled at the villagers: "What are you doing, these people have hit our own doorstep, and we can't keep them for the New Year! A group of refugees, It was not a day before I arrived here, and I dared to use a prohibited weapon to hurt someone, and now I will be beaten to death, it will be cheaper for them to beat me to death."

If the refugees make trouble, their heads will be beheaded. Qingfeng also hurts the village chief's son, so he can't escape properly.

The villagers had no worries, and the moment they rushed up, the dark guards took action.

"Clap clap clap-" One person slapped them and flew them out together with the **** and sickle.

They fell to the ground one by one, covering their hot faces, all showing expressions of doubt about life.

How could someone slap them on the ground.

With so many villagers, they couldn't deal with more than a dozen people. Wang Fengjing was terrified. Could it be that they encountered the legendary meticulous work!

Shouldn't they want the lives of themselves and their sons!

Thinking of this, Wang Fengjing's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and threateningly said, "Get out of here if you are sensible, or I'll go to the government and report you as meticulous work!"

Village Chief Zhao was stunned. He knew people like Village Chief Wang too well. Even if he spared him now, he would turn his head and report them.

Qingfeng has been a commander for so many years, and he is still afraid of the threat of such a person.

As soon as Wang Fengjing's voice fell, she flew forward and picked up Village Chief Wang, whose pupils shrank sharply, without thinking.

Qingfeng's cold eyes are close at hand, like a life-threatening ghost in hell, Wang Fengjing's back is full of cold sweat.

He immediately regretted it and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm not going, I'm really not going!" But there was a flash of cunning in his eyes.

Qingfeng's eyes darkened, he grabbed his neck and lifted him up effortlessly. Wang Fengjing's legs were hanging in the air, struggling to the death. He could only whimper in his throat, and the villagers all stared in horror. eyes.

Does she really dare to kill!

The deadly suffocation continued to tighten, and just when Village Chief Wang thought he was certain to die, Qing Feng let go of his hand and threw him lightly on the ground.

Village Chief Wang stepped into **** with one foot, and suddenly saved his life. It was too late to be happy, and the meaningful gaze towards Shang Qingfeng suddenly made him back away in fright. Qingfeng was warning him that she could kill him at any time.

Village Chief Wang was completely cowardly, and if the newspaper officer let Qingfeng run away, their family would definitely be exterminated when they turned around.

Village Chief Wang showed a timid look, and Qingfeng glanced coldly at the surrounding villagers. Everyone hurriedly glanced down, for fear that they would be targeted by Qingfeng.

Anyway, he was already offended. Village Chief Zhao looked at Village Chief Wang, compared a number, and asked in a calm voice, "Brother, do you want to sell this amount of food or not?"

Village Chief Wang wanted to vomit blood when he saw the number that Zhao Village Chief had compared ~www.wuxiamtl.com~. The price was 20% lower than the price in the town just now, but now it is 40% lower.

However, Qingfeng looked at him coldly. He didn't dare to refuse, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Sell! But we can only sell five hundred catties of grain, which is already the most ration our village can squeeze out." He I glanced at Qingfeng, afraid that they would not believe it, and said cautiously: "Really, we really only have so much surplus food, if we give it to you, our whole village will starve to death, otherwise, I don't dare to Three times your price."

Five hundred catties of grain was not enough for so many of them to have a full meal, and the village chief Zhao inevitably showed a disappointed look.

He asked again, "Is there any food in other villages?"

Village Chief Wang: "This year's grain tax is already heavy. It's basically impossible for you to buy a lot of grain."

The village chief Zhao had no choice but to say, "Then go and pull out the five hundred catties of grain." Bringing these grains back is better than losing the grains.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^