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Chapter 371: Conflict

The power of the tiger's death is still there, not to mention that the fat and powerful Lu Liang was standing in front of everyone with his fierce appearance.

For a moment, many people's eyes began to flash and retreat.

To be fair, although the village chief is stingy and loves to show off, he has never done anything that is harmful to the world. He is even a bit fierce and powerful man from the mountain, and he is also the one who helps deal with the cooking.

Even this sacrifice, the other party offered the most sacrifices. When he spoke just now, it was simply because the Supreme God did not respond. If there was a conflict, no one would have the courage to do so.

When Baili Luliang saw that everyone was suffocating, his eyes turned and then pushed: "In fact, if you want to say that you are not sincere, you will not be able to talk about me. If it weren't for the untrustworthy person who spoke wildly, how could Qianxi Village not be favored by God!"

The reason why mediocre people are mediocre people is that when they face difficulties, all they need is a reason to shirk responsibility and an outlet to vent their emotions.

As long as the emotions are vented, they don’t care about the actual results.

He just vented his attack on Baili Luliang, but after being pushed back, he would become resentful when he held it in his breath. Therefore, the experienced fat village chief led the disaster to the bear hunter who was not here with just one sentence.

Without being present, there is naturally no way to argue, and naturally it becomes the object of the villagers' venting their emotions.

After all, there are many examples of people in Zhongzhou who are unhappy because of the unbeliever, causing God to be unhappy, and finally vent their anger on their relatives and harming their descendants.

So this time Qianxi Village did not receive the favor of the gods, it must be because of that bastard.

With the enthusiasm of the crowd, these villagers almost forgot the slackness of their daily prayers and the resistance of monthly sacrifices, and blamed all their mistakes on the hunters.

But who would have thought that the one who split the stone was not the last knife, but the chiseling that had been knocked a hundred times before; the one who broke the camel was not the last straw, but the re-pick that he had never taken off after waking up.

The villagers usually cannot understand this principle, let alone when they are angry. If someone has to bear stupid anger, why should this unlucky guy be me?

The village chief Baili Luliang, who was full of belly, hid in the crowd without hesitation. He realized that the wrong temple Zhu Baili Qiuxin wanted to turn it around, but after shouting a few times, he couldn't gather people's hearts, so he gave up.

The angry villagers left the empty altar and walked towards the village in a mighty manner. The team of hundreds of people was clearly filled with smoke and dust from a large army.

"That hunter is afraid he will suffer."

Yang Fan: "I'll go to the village first to check it out and try to control the situation. The two junior brothers know a lot? Let's see if there is anything strange about the altar."

"It's enough to see the altar Tianyu alone. These villagers are stupid and reckless? I'm afraid that the few people can't control them. I'll be with my senior brother."

It’s not that he is warlike and fussy, but that he is the subconscious reaction of the aristocratic family.

This time the team came to Qianxi? But if Yang Fan and Pei Mu were all involved in the academic assessment, if the situation was stabilized, they would do something wrong? No matter what the dean said, the instructor would not be able to get through.

Therefore, Tang Nianfan's first reaction was to follow.

Although Yang Fan is the senior brother of the inner courtyard, how could he understand these profound meanings with his background? He just thought Tang Nianfan was right? So he went back to the village.

Wait until the two of them quickly flew back to the village? The angry villagers had gathered at the door of the hunter Baili Wuchang's house? But no one dared to step forward.

Because the bear hunter held a strong bow in his hand and was on the string? His expression was cold and fierce.

Not far away in front of him, a villager who was shot through his feet, rolling and wailing on the ground with his right leg in his arms. Blood flowed out along the arrow branch and drew an insurmountable red line on the snow.

"Whoever dares to step forward again will hit the chest or eyes with the next arrow."

Baili Wuchang, who was not good at speaking, had never thought of compromise at all when facing the angry villagers, and he also gave the toughest counterattack.

The consequence of doing so is that many villagers really feel resentful.

They believed more and more that it was because of this fierce and vicious unbeliever that God refused to let go of the tired ones.

The real anger was soundless. When these villagers stopped shouting, but looked at Baili Wuchang coldly, Pei Mu, who was beside him, knew that this was a big deal!

Sure enough, the village chief once pushed everyone away and walked out, and in a few steps he crossed the unsurpassable red line.

Baili Wuchang did not disappoint. He took a bow and shot it, and the wooden arrows were connected to the visitor's chest.

Faced with a fierce arrow, the village chief with a big belly took root under his feet and then pushed his right palm out.

It was a palm that was a bit exaggerated, and the palm surface was one foot wide and long. The five fingers were put together like a palm fan, slowly pushing out like a small shield.

Moreover, this palm shield also has a light that looks like gold and jade.

Pei Mu, who was originally standing in the yard, suddenly changed his face because he saw that this palm technique was good, Baili Wuchang might suffer a loss.

Of course you will suffer a loss. First, you will be able to see where the arrow falls, and you will not shoot enough when you put on a bow. In addition, the arrow is still cut by wood, so it is naturally enough to deal with ordinary people, but it is too far from the village chief.

Baili Luliang knew that he was bloated and not good at fighting for a long time, so he carefully studied the three axes of Jinyu Hand.

Especially in the first step, the thick legs were tensed in an instant, and they could not move, just like a flesh bullet shot out.

The wooden arrows were crushed into wood chips on the moving lines of the golden jade hand. Looking at the village chief, he had already arrived one foot in front of the bear hunter.

It was too late to put on the bow again. Baili Wuchang reached out to his waist, but touched the air. Then he remembered that he had just heard the shouting outside and walked out without a short knife.

Seeing Baili Luliang with a fat face approaching his eyes, Baili Wuchang had no time to reach out to block it in a hurry.

But when faced with the palm technique of Jian Julei Stone, the hunter could not resist it.

The winner has been decided, and Baili Luliang has a smile in his eyes.

In Qianxi Village, only the old temple and the dog hunter do not give him the village chief face. This time we must teach you a good lesson, not to be in front of the bear hunter every day or behind the bear hunter.

Let the villagers tell who is the strongest in Qianxi Village.

He used to be just a low-key person, but this time he took action, let these uninformed guys see what it means to hide deeply!

The warriors confronted each other, and the winner was only a moment. It was obvious that Baili Wuchang had no chance to turn around again. The fat village chief Piaopiao thought of something else.

But just when he was extremely proud, he was hit by a rhino.

rhino?

Hit the waist?

Before hitting the wall, Baili Luliang was shocked and saw a raw face. He crossed his hands in front of his chest, still maintaining a stance, with an embarrassing face.

With a "boom." Baili Luliang knocked a big hole into the hunter's wall.

“pia.”

This sound was the golden jade palm slamming the brick mud at Quekou.
Chapter completed!
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