Yan Zhiguo's heart couldn't calm down. He couldn't help but sigh at Zhang Sixiu's brilliant underhanded moves.
He was certain that the young marshal was trying his best to gain fame and was determined to disgust people.
The young commander narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his tone gradually calmed down.
"The person who instigated you told you that I was coming, but he didn't tell you why, right?”
Wang Dachun trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with panic. Yan Zhiguo looked at the villagers and continued,
"Your family is gone. No one dares to collect the poppies you've worked so hard to grow for so long."
At this moment, the villagers finally panicked. They looked at each other and whispered.
The young commander struck while the iron was hot, and he was quite skilled in giving a carrot to a stick.
"I'll give everyone one last chance. Make way. I can guarantee that you'll still be able to live comfortably in the future. Otherwise, I don't suggest using your blood to change the color of this purple poppy flower."
The threat in his words was self-evident. Many villagers raised their hands to wipe their sweat, looked at each other for a moment, and trembled as they walked to the sides to put down their weapons.
More and more people gathered. In the end, more than a hundred villagers retreated to the sides. Yan Zhiguo raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Dachun.
"You're not leaving?"
The village chief swallowed his saliva and pointed at his leg, indicating that he could no longer move.
Yan Zhiguo ordered the soldiers to put down their guns. Only then did Wang Dachun heave a sigh of relief and retreat to the side, afraid that his legs would go weak from the impact.
The young marshal ordered the soldiers to use quicklime to imitate Lin Zexu's method and use water to " neutralize " the fields.
However, she rushed forward and hugged the village chief. Wang Dachun was shocked. He hurriedly patted his chest and shouted at the heavens. Looking at the young man who had his arm around his shoulder, the old man was stunned.
Previously, this was the tyrannical young commander who would slaughter the village and kill people at any time. Why was he now more and more like a lecher from the neighboring village? Wang Dachun, who had lived for most of his life, was really like a monk.
Wang Dachun's hand trembled, and he was quite frightened. He had lived for most of his life and had never experienced such a thing before. The dignified young marshal personally lit a cigarette for him. The old man frowned, and his body trembled slightly with a smile on his face.
"Young Master. Young Marshal, don't scare me. I'm a coward. If you have any instructions, just say it."
Yan Zhiguo patted the old man's shoulder with his big hand and didn't think much of it. Wang Dachun almost lowered his body into the ground. He was obviously scared out of his wits.
When Wang Dachun heard this, his heart skipped a beat. The last time he told him about the way to get rich, it had created today's situation. However, the young man's gaze did not seem to be fake. He wiped his sweat and carefully considered his words.
"Young Marshal, I naturally want to do this reliable way to get rich. As long as I don't let the old children touch this…As for the person who instructed me, he didn't say his name, but he has some connections with the Eternal Sky Chamber of Commerce."
Seeing that the village chief did not seem to be lying, Yan Zhiguo nodded in satisfaction.
It wasn't the drug. Wang Dachun heaved a sigh of relief. However, when he thought of the young man's identity, his expression became a little uncertain.
"You only have three minutes to think about it. The most important thing to follow me is trust!”
Wang Dachun gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh heroically.
"We'll listen to the young marshal! As long as it wasn't something that harmed people! Plant!"
Only then did the young commander nod in satisfaction, looking as if he was happy.
Ding! [Congratulations to the host for destroying the Opioid Field. The system has determined that you are a prodigal.]
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward identity card *2 resource card *4
Wang Dachun, who was drenched in sweat, looked at the young man's back as he walked away. He finally heaved a sigh of relief. He took off his hat and wiped the sweat off his face. The old man was a little emotional. Perhaps it was not a bad idea to work with the young man.
The sky gradually darkened. The young man, who had worked hard for the whole day, leaned against the seat and fell asleep.
In the Heaven Class Elegant Room of the Scholar's Mansion, Zhang Sixiu's old face looked quite ugly. Li Fengming, who was accompanying him, also frowned and narrowed his eyes. A short fat man was kneeling on the ground and sobbing.
When Fatty heard this, he cried aggrievedly.
"Commander Zhang, you have to help me! He's clearly slapping you in the face!"
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