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Seeing Zhang Hao walking towards him step by step, Wang Peng once again resounded the fear of being dominated.

This guy is a bit wicked, what if he does it.

"You...you can't hit me."

If you lose, you don't lose. When you say this, you say it in a very strong tone, but everyone can see that this guy is really afraid of Zhang Hao in his heart, and his legs are shaking.

Use the most ferocious expression to say the most insulting words.

"It made my hands dirty after hitting you. Just stand still." Zhang Hao said with a smile.

Zhang Hao came to Wang Peng with a confident smile and grabbed his opponent's right hand.

"What are you doing? Laozi is a man!" Wang Peng got goose bumps.

Zhang Hao ignored Wang Peng, grabbed the opponent's hand to the front of his nose, and sniffed gently.

Seeing this, Wang Peng had a creepy feeling, and when he looked at Zhang Hao, he and the surrounding male villagers took a few steps back unconsciously.

"Bad gay, let go of me!" Wang Peng roared.

Zhang Hao turned a deaf ear, grabbing Wang Peng's palm with one hand and Wang Peng's sleeve with the other.

"Sizzle..."

Wang Peng's sleeves were pulled off by Zhang Hao, and this scene made Wang Peng even more frightened.

It looks like a little girl who is being persecuted, and I can't wait to stay away from Zhang Hao.

"Zhang Hao, didn't you say to show evidence when you stepped on the horse? What did you pull Laozi's sleeve for?" Wang Peng roared and asked.

"The sleeve is proof."

Zhang Hao took the sleeve to the old village chief.

"The village chief, with this sleeve, there is hard evidence that there should be an argument about the woods." Zhang Hao asked.

When the sleeve came in front of the old village chief, the old village chief's expression changed, and he subconsciously reached out and took the sleeve sent by Zhang Hao.

The old village chief's face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand and pointed towards Wang Peng, his angry fingers trembling constantly.

"Wang Peng, bastard, dare to burn the forest, you...you are so mad at me!" the old village head cursed.

"Old village chief, you... don't listen to other people's instigation. My family has the most places, so how can I do this kind of thing? It is Zhang Hao who is framing me, and what does a sleeve show?"

At this moment, Wang Peng was a little panicked. He didn't expect that the old village chief would believe Zhang Hao's words.

The old village chief is a very down-to-earth person. He has great prestige in the village. After decades of working hard for this village sincerely, everyone in the village is willing to listen to the old village chief.

"Old village chief, you are afraid that you are confused, Wang Peng is not stupid, can you still burn his own woods?"

"That's right, I think Zhang Hao is the one who may burn the forest. Zhang Hao is from an outside village. He doesn't have a tree in our village, so if he burns it, he burns it."

"Yes, yes, it must be Zhang Hao, and I can't figure out that this sleeve can still be used as evidence? Old village chief, don't be deceived."

The surrounding villagers are going crazy. Someone must bear the loss of burning the forest. What Wang Peng said is very reasonable. Only Zhang Hao is the most likely to burn the forest.

"You guys shut up to me, Wang Peng set the mountain on fire. If you don't believe me, look at it!"

The old village chief threw Wang Peng's sleeves to others.

One of the villagers took the sleeve over and smelled a peculiar smell, and then put the sleeve in front of his nose to smell it carefully.

"Snapped."

The villager slapped himself fiercely, and then looked at Zhang Hao with shame.

"Zhang Hao, I'm sorry, I blamed you for what Wang Peng said. I'm sorry," the villager said.

"Just figure it out."

Zhang Hao's tone was flat. This guy just cursed himself loudest, and now he wants to forgive himself when he apologizes. How could there be such a good thing in the world.

Zhang Hao is not a small belly chicken intestine, but it is impossible to forgive someone who wants to hurt himself so quickly.

Then the sleeve was passed on to other people, and everyone sincerely apologized to Zhang Hao and cursed Wang Peng after taking the sleeve.

"Impossible, I didn't do this thing, and what a sleeve can tell!" Wang Peng shouted angrily.

At this moment, Wang Peng was angry to death. He had clearly incited so many people, and Zhang Hao would soon be able to help him back the pan, how suddenly all of his sleeves changed.

"In front of the iron proof, you still dare to argue, Wang Peng, you have to bear the matter of setting the forest on fire today!" the old village chief yelled.

"Why?" Wang Peng roared: "It's just a sleeve. Why do you say that the forest was burned by Laozi?"

"Here, see for yourself!" The old village chief threw the sleeves to Wang Peng.

Wang Peng took the sleeve over with a dazed expression, feeling that there was nothing special on it, but there seemed to be a strange smell on it.

Putting his nose to the top of the clothes and smelling it carefully, it turned out to be a smell of gasoline, and Wang Peng's face instantly became ugly.

When he poured gasoline into a plastic bucket at night, he accidentally got some on his sleeves. The gasoline smelled quite strong at the time.

Because this smell often accompanies him, and he is even familiar with it, even though the smell on the sleeves is not small, Wang Peng still didn't notice it, because he was used to it.

"Puff through."

In panic, Wang Peng's legs softened and he knelt on the ground, his legs were so soft that he could no longer stand up.

Wang Peng didn't need to look up to know that the eyes of the surrounding villagers looking at him wanted to eat him raw.

Even though Wang Peng's family is domineering in Malgou Village, but this time it provokes the entire village, even his relatives want to kill him.

It's been ten years, and everyone has been looking forward to it for ten years, just to get a small 10,000 yuan for each household, but now it's all gone.

Zhang Hao walked in front of Wang Peng with a cold face.

"Before, did you say you want to tie my daughter?" Zhang Hao asked coldly.

"Brother Hao, misunderstanding, we have a misunderstanding...Ah!"

Suddenly, Wang Peng, who was begging hard, let out a screaming scream, and a heart-piercing pain came from his leg.

Zhang Hao just lightly stepped on his leg, and a crisp "click" sound came. The people in the village heard this sound and they all raised their brows. The sound was the sound of broken bones.

Just when Wang Peng wanted to hug his leg and mourn, another bone-broken sound came, and Zhang Hao directly stepped on the other leg.

"It hurts..."

Wang Peng was rolling and wailing on the ground, this pain is better than death, and it is a luxury for him to want to faint from the pain.

Zhang Hao squatted in front of Wang Peng and asked coldly, "Who did you give the gasoline?"

"Brother Hao, if I say anything, they will definitely kill me!" Wang Peng cried out.

"If you don't say anything, I will kill you now, not kidding you."

While speaking, Zhang Hao grabbed Wang Peng's hand and shook slightly.

"Kakka..."

A violent force appeared, directly shaking all the bones of Wang Peng's arm, soft like noodles.

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