Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Now there is a shortage of food everywhere, these people do not have household registration, Wang Fengjing predicted that they would not be able to buy food in the town.

Other villages don't have as much grain as theirs, and Village Chief Zhao can't buy grain when he goes to other villages.

Wang Fengjing felt that he was selling cheaply.

With such a high price, it is clear that they are going to be slaughtered.

Village head Zhao Dui smiled and said: "A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. The number of big brothers is too high, can't it be cheaper?"

Wang Fengjing's eldest son, Wang Qi, snorted coldly, "Whoever is a neighbor to you group of refugees, if you don't hand over your food next year, you will be degenerate people with low status! If we are willing to sell you food, we should kneel down and be grateful."

Instead of reprimanding his son, Wang Fengjing felt that what his son said was reasonable, and echoed him: "We sell your grain to save your family and future children and grandchildren. Isn't it worth three times the price?"

Wang Qizhang said more and more, "Father, I don't think they can afford any money at all, don't waste your time with these degenerate people, it's really bad luck."

Village Chief Zhao suddenly changed his expression.

They don't care too much about people.

Village head Zhao clenched his fists angrily, wanting to reason with Wang Fengjing.

With a "whoosh", Qingfeng drew out his sword.

With a flash of sword light, before everyone blinked, the temples on top of Wang Qi's head were gone.

Qingfeng retracted the sword neatly, and Wang Qi felt chills all over his spine after his head was finished. If Qingfeng was not right just now, it would not be his hair that was cut off, but his head.

Dare to touch his son, Wang Fengjing was furious: "In broad daylight, you a group of refugees dare to commit murder and hurt others, we will arrest you and report to the police now!"

Qingfeng and the others only had a dozen of them. In Lintian Village, when Wang Fengjing yelled, the villagers immediately looked for someone from all directions to tie up Qingfeng and the others.

Seeing the villagers fiercely picking up hoes and sickles to deal with them, Village Chief Zhao was either worried that he would not be able to beat them, or he was worried that they would get into trouble just after he came here.

Wang Qi covered the top of his head, stared at Qingfeng, and said bitterly: "I want to pull out the hairs on your head one by one and make them into brooms!"

As soon as the words fell, the breeze swept away, the villagers' eyes widened, and Wang Qi flew out.

It got stuck in the ground heavily.

The villagers of Lintian Village swallowed their saliva in fright at Shang Qingfeng's cold gaze.

These people have killed people.

Wang Fengjing has been the village head for so many years, and he has never suffered such a big loss. If he doesn't teach this group of refugees a lesson, won't he ride on top of their Lintian village and piss on his head in the future!

He helped up his unconscious son, and the anger in his heart became even worse, and he yelled at the villagers: "What are you doing in a daze, these people have already beaten us at the door of our own house, and let them fail to celebrate the New Year! A group of refugees, It’s only been a day since I’ve been here, and I dared to hurt people with prohibited weapons, now I beat them to death, it’s cheap for them.”

Refugees who rebelled would be beheaded, and Qingfeng also injured the village chief's son, so he couldn't escape properly.

The villagers lost their worries at once, and the moment they rushed forward, the hidden guards made a move.

"Papa, papa--" One of them slapped them, and flew them out with a hoe and a sickle.

They fell to the ground one by one, covering their hot faces, all showing expressions of doubting life.

How could someone get them down with a slap in the face.

With so many villagers, they couldn't deal with more than a dozen people. Wang Fengjing was terrified. Could it be that they encountered the legendary spy!

They should not want the lives of themselves and their sons!

Thinking of this, Wang Fengjing's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and he threatened tremblingly: "Get lost, otherwise I will go to the government to report that you are spying!"

Village Chief Zhao felt a little bit in his heart. He knew people like Village Chief Wang very well. Even if he was spared now, he would turn around and report them.

Qingfeng has been the commander for so many years, but he is still afraid of the threat of this kind of person.

As soon as Wang Fengjing finished speaking, she flew forward and picked up Village Chief Wang, whose pupils constricted violently.

Qingfeng's cold eyes were close at hand, like a life-threatening ghost haunting hell, Wang Fengjing's back was covered with cold sweat.

He immediately regretted it and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I won't go, I really won't go!" There was a flash of cunning in his eyes.

Qingfeng's eyes darkened, he grabbed his neck, and lifted him up effortlessly. Wang Fengjing's legs were hanging in the air, struggling desperately, and he could only groan in his throat. The villagers all stared in horror. eyes.

Does she really dare to kill people!

The life-threatening suffocation continued to tighten, and just when Village Chief Wang thought he was going to die, Qingfeng let go of his hand and threw him lightly on the ground.

Village head Wang stepped into the hell, and suddenly took his life back. He was too late to be happy, and when he met Shang Qingfeng's meaningful eyes, he immediately backed away in fright. Qingfeng was warning him that she could kill him at any time.

Village head Wang was completely discouraged. If the reporter made Qingfeng run away, their family would definitely be exterminated when they turned around.

Village head Wang showed a timid look, and Qingfeng glanced coldly at the surrounding villagers. Everyone quickly glanced down, for fear that they would be targeted by Qingfeng.

Anyway, they were already offended, Village Chief Zhao looked at Village Chief Wang, compared a number, and asked in a calm voice: "Brother, do you want to sell this amount of grain?"

Village Chief Wang looked at the number compared by Village Chief Zhao,

^0^I want to vomit blood, just now the price was 20% lower than the price in the town, but now it is 40% lower.

However, Qingfeng looked at it coldly, and he didn't dare not agree, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Sell! But we can only sell five hundred catties of grain, which is already the most that our village can squeeze out." He said Glancing at Qingfeng, afraid that they would not believe it, he said cautiously: "Really, we really only have so much surplus food. If we gave it all to you, the whole village would starve to death. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare Three times your price."

Five hundred catties of grain was not enough for so many of them to have a full meal, Village Chief Zhao inevitably showed a look of disappointment.

He asked again: "Is there any food in other villages?" It is not easy for farmers to have some food left throughout the year, and he could tell that Village Chief Wang was not lying.

Village head Wang: "This year's grain tax is already heavy. It is basically impossible for you to buy a lot of grain."

Village head Zhao had no choice but to say: "Then you go and pull out the five hundred catties of grain." It's better to bring these grains back than to lose them.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^