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Hearing that Cao Tian was about to call Su Xun to do something under his hands, Liu Xuan who drove was suddenly anxious.

"Brother God, what can he do, a second-rate bastard, he is not a good person at first glance. I know Seoul well. If you want to find someone, I will help you find it."

"Just like what he said, when he was thirteen or four years old, he came out to wander and hungry. If a child can live safely until now, can he be a kind-hearted person? At first glance, he is a wicked person with blood on his hands. We can't get involved with such people."

As a senior licking dog who has been unable to lick for several years, Liu Xuan knows Yaoyao very well. With a look in Yaoyao's eyes, he can understand the other party's thoughts.

Nothing but heart and experience.

Judging from Yaoyao, Su Xun's eyes changed several times, and he was wary.

He knows very well that for Yaoyao, who is kind-hearted, idealistic, has never been in contact with the dark side of society, and grows up in a small honey pot, she is not cold about high-end western food and the so-called upper class society, because she has seen her from childhood. Too much, get used to it.

On the contrary, Su Xun was more interested in the low-level life she had never been in contact with. Because she had never experienced this kind of experience, she was sympathetic, curious, and a little bit stimulating.

And a woman feels curiosity and sympathy for a man, that is the beginning of falling in love.

Therefore, Liu Xuan never wanted Su Xun and Yaoyao to have the opportunity to continue in-depth contact.

Another reason is that he has always looked down on these people from the bottom of society, because everyone is of a different class.

"Liu Xuan, what are you talking about? Su Xun doesn't seem to offend you." Yaoyao frowned, resenting Liu Xuan's words: "What happened to his blood on his hands? He was just a child at the time. It's not easy to survive. If you throw you out at the age of thirteen, it would be strange that you can live so much."

Yaoyao came back from studying in the economically developed four districts, full of justice, and fantasizing everything is very beautiful.

So she couldn't understand Liu Xuan's look down on the low-level people based on his family background and status, and she felt that the market was extremely good.

Feeling the disgust in Yaoyao's tone, Liu Xuan knew that he had made a mistake, that is, he shouldn't show hostility to Su Xun in front of her.

Because he understands Yaoyao, the more he speaks ill of Su Xun, the more disgusting Yaoyao is.

I haven't encountered this situation for a long time, so I just lost my position for a while.

Fortunately, Liu Xuan reacted quickly and said with a smile: "Then, you know what I mean to you, so I'm a little jealous, don't worry about me."

At this time, you can’t say “it’s okay, it’s my fault, it’s okay”, because it seems very perfunctory, and it is easier to disgust a woman.

In reality, many men like to make this kind of mistake, and Liu Xuan naturally doesn't. Instead, he shows that he likes Yaoyao too much to be so gaffe.

"Humph!" Yaoyao snorted softly, and she didn't say any more.

Cao Tian shook his head slightly, took out a cigarette, and explained: "I'm going to take a job in Seoul, how can I deal with more evil people without looking for evil people?"

Liu Xuan understood that Su Xun's existence was a tool Cao Tian used to break the situation. This kind of person had to be as ruthless as possible and had a brain.

"Brother Tian, ​​I don't think about it as much as you think." Although Liu Xuan felt 10,000 upset in his heart, he made an expression of being taught.

This is a small-minded small Yin coin.

The black car galloped off the highway, swallowed by darkness.

At this time, at seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was already dark.

On the other side, Su Xun also walked to the entrance of Wangjia Village.

"Who, stop!"

Two young men with automatic steps in their hands stopped him with enthusiasm.

The wild land also borders the wasteland, so every village and town will arrange people to carry guns and patrol at night.

The Era 01 automatic rifle was the first rifle developed and produced after the establishment of the seven regions. It has now been eliminated by the military and has become the main firepower in the hands of many forces.

"It's me, Su Xun."

Su Xun stood far away and shouted.

Don't move around at this time, otherwise, if you can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, the night watcher will really shoot.

The next second, a dazzling light shone on him, causing Su Xun to subconsciously squint his eyes.

"It's Su Xun, Su Xun is back, go and tell the village chief!"

A watchman said to his companion.

It's not before the Era, don't underestimate the current village head, the current village head can pull out hundreds of villagers with guns to fight at any time.

Moreover, the villages in the wild are in an autonomous state, and the village chief is the emperor of the village.

"What's the matter? Why did you lose contact? What about the other people? Why are you back alone."

He sent his companions to inform the village chief, and the young man on the night walked to Su Xun, asking several questions in a row.

"It's a long story. Take me to the village chief first."

Su Xun waved his hand without thinking to talk to a guy at the bottom of Wang's Village.

Although he also belongs to the bottom.

A few minutes later, Su Xun walked into the ancestral hall of Wangjiacun.

The ancestral hall was crowded at this time, but most of them were standing, only three people were sitting.

Sitting in the first place was a middle-aged man in a black long gown, quite an aura of no anger.

His name is Wang Shuli, the patriarch of the Dafang line of Wangjia Village, and the head of the entire Wangjia Village.

Sitting next to him are two middle-aged people, one is fat and the other is thin, and the three look a bit similar.

The fat man was called Wang Shujun, the patriarch of Erfang.

The thin one is called Wang Shuqiang, the patriarch of Sanfang.

The Wangjia Village is not big, so there are only three rooms. 70% of the village are surnamed Wang, and the other 30% are settled foreigners.

The core power has always been in the hands of the Wang family. No matter how good a foreigner like Su Xun does, he will definitely not have access to the core class.

These three sitting people represent the supreme power of Wangjiacun, and those standing are the second-generation figures and important leaders of Wangjiacun.

"The village chief, Uncle Jun, Uncle Qiang."

Su Xun greeted the three of them.

Wang Shujun responded with a smile like a Maitreya Buddha, but Wang Shuqiang ignored him with a blank expression.

The patriarch Wang Shuli asked directly: "Let's talk about it, what's going on."

"Originally, we went well this time, but I ran into Hu Yong on the way back. He led people to rob our goods and killed them."

Su Xun explained the matter simply and clearly.

After listening, the three of them did not speak.

"Beard Yong? Are you kidding me? Our Wangjia Village has never been short of money to buy roads in the past few years, and there have been no accidents before. How could he suddenly rob our goods?"

A twenty-four-year-old young man said suspiciously.

His name is Wang Minghui, the only son of the village chief Wang Shili. He is proficient in eating, drinking, and gambling. To put it simply, he does everything except business.

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