101: Temporary workers' actions

Inside the courtyard.

Ma Xianhong gently caressed the cultivation furnace and asked, "Zhang Chulan, what do you want to talk about?"

"Hehehe, of course I want to talk about how we can resolve this peacefully."

The two of them chatted back and forth like this.

However, every time they reached a crucial point in their conversation, Zhang Chulan would always change the subject, which aroused Ma Xianhong's suspicion.

Suddenly, Ma Xianhong noticed flames erupting in the village, and the fire grew larger and larger. He immediately connected to the Divine-Grade creations within the village.

By this time, the village was already engulfed in a sea of fire, and a large number of villagers were in chaos. Only then did Ma Xianhong understand that the people from the company truly couldn't hold back and had already started to act.

"Good! Good! Zhang Chulan! You've certainly played a good hand! You're stalling me while letting others attack the village, aren't you?"

"What a brilliant scheme! Truly a brilliant scheme you're playing!"

Ma Xianhong roared, immediately activating the Wudou Armor. Strings of red beads on his wrists and ankles scattered, distributing themselves across his limbs. Immediately, his limbs seemed to be covered in Armament Haki, turning pitch black.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan continued to earnestly persuade him, "Old Ma... I wouldn't harm you. Listen to me, stay here, it will be over soon."

Ma Xianhong's veins bulged on his forehead, and his face was extremely grim.

"Biyou Village is my life's work. You want me to abandon the village, abandon my partners? That's asking for my life!"

"Zhang Chulan! Get out of my way!!!"

Zhang Chulan immediately cleared the path, and Ma Xianhong rushed out without looking back.

"Sigh... Old Ma... Old Ma..." Zhang Chulan looked at Ma Xianhong's retreating figure with complex emotions, then he turned to look at the half-rebuilt cultivation furnace beside him.

"Hehehe, you're gone, and there's no way to protect the cultivation furnace, Old Ma. Don't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good."

"I hope you can once again endure the pain of losing your furnace!"

On the other side, Xiao Zizai was constantly searching for his prey in the village, and soon he locked onto the outhouse as his target.

At this moment, a man was squatting inside the outhouse, his face looking somewhat pained.

"Damn it! Eating the wrong thing is truly deadly. Running to the toilet in the middle of the night, good thing I ran fast and didn't make a mess."

The man suddenly realized he had no toilet paper. He rummaged left and right but couldn't find a single piece of paper.

A chilling voice suddenly came.

"You're Liu Ming, aren't you? If you don't have toilet paper, I have some here."

The man looked up and saw Xiao Zizai at the outhouse entrance, smiling.

"Yes, I'm Liu Ming. Thank you, brother, for the toilet paper."

Liu Ming took the toilet paper from Xiao Zizai.

After a long while, he walked out of the outhouse.

He suddenly realized something was wrong; he felt like this man looked familiar.

"You're... you're the outsider who tried to sneak into the village two days ago?"

"Hehehe, your memory isn't bad." Xiao Zizai's eyes grew colder.

Liu Ming couldn't help but shiver.

"You... you... what do you want to do?"

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses.

"Liu Ming... before entering Biyou Village, you raped and murdered a young girl, then escaped into Biyou Village to become a villager. Not long ago, you were just transformed into an Outlier."

Liu Ming saw that his background was exposed, and then his face showed hatred.

"Since you know my background, then I definitely can't let you live!"

Saying that, he pulled out a dagger and charged towards Xiao Zizai.

"Great Compassionate Hand!"

Xiao Zizai merely slapped casually, and a huge golden palm print shot out.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the Magical Artifact protecting Liu Ming instantly shattered, and he was sent flying by the immense force... Liu Ming shakily stood up. Just one blow had shattered the protective Magical Artifact he had just acquired.

He knew he was definitely no match for this person, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry! Great Master, I was ignorant, I was wrong!"

Xiao Zizai looked at Liu Ming in front of him with a disgusted and malicious gaze. He had originally intended to have a feast, but then he saw him squatting in the outhouse with diarrhea.

"Hehe... how could I let you go? Once I've set my sights on you, can you still run?"

Liu Ming immediately turned and ran. Now, the only person in the entire village who could save him was the village chief, Ma Xianhong!

"Hehehe... don't expect anyone else to save you. Your Soul should fall into Hell."

As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow appeared directly above Liu Ming, knocking him down with a single punch.

Xiao Zizai grabbed Liu Ming by the neck, lifting him up.

"Let's see where you run."

"Cough cough cough... have mercy..."

Liu Ming still wanted to say something, but because his neck was being choked, his face became increasingly red and swollen.

"Don't rush, we still have more time, enough for us to wear away."

Xiao Zizai's eyes grew increasingly violent. He directly sealed Liu Ming's Qi and then tied him to a tree.

He unhurriedly took out various types of scalpels, anesthetics... and other items from his backpack.

Once everything was ready, Xiao Zizai played a piece of classical music on his phone.

"Get ready, we're about to set off."

"Let this feast! Begin!!!"

Xiao Zizai moved forward to the rhythm of the music, the tools in his hands dancing gracefully... On the other side, in a small grove in Biyou Village.

Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong walked side by side, pulling and tugging at each other, occasionally flirting.

During this time, Zhuge Qing had successfully attracted Fu Rong's attention with his outstanding appearance.

Fu Rong's love-struck mind also went completely overboard; her favorability towards Zhuge Qing had almost risen in a straight line... Just then, the two discovered that Biyou Village was on fire.

As the two were on their way back, Old Meng appeared before them.

"You two! Please wait a moment!"

Fu Rong drew her twin blades and looked at Old Meng warily.

"Hehehe... Miss Fu Rong, don't worry, I'm absolutely not here to harm you today."

Saying that, Old Meng pulled out a stack of documents.

"Fu Rong, we've seen your files. You're not an unforgivable person, you just owe money..."

"You are a person who understands right from wrong. As long as you are willing to surrender, the company will help you!"

Fu Rong immediately charged towards Old Meng with her twin blades.

"Help a head! Do you expect you guys to help me pay back the money!?"

"Spend! One hundred fifty thousand!!!"

"Spend hard! Thirty thousand!"

"Waste recklessly! One hundred thousand!"

"Spend to the max! Seventy thousand!"

...Old Meng's words were like sharp swords, constantly piercing Fu Rong.

"Stop reading! Stop reading! Stop reading!"

Fu Rong covered her ears with both hands, knelt directly on the ground, and burst into tears.

"Don't read it anymore! I beg you! Don't read it anymore!"

Old Meng sighed.

"Sigh... Is what you're doing truly worth it?"

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