Chapter 445 Geysers National Park 29
"Brother, look at the big gold ring, 9999 pure gold!"
Someone took out his ring, just to exchange two bags of flour.
"Boss, can you drive?" Someone held up the Porsche key, hoping to change two thick quilts.
The people in the village were all crazy.
Change!
Of course change.
It is a fool to have money but not make money.
No money?
If you have no money, you can exchange it with other things.
Like labor, like...women.
The mediocre middle-aged man who has spent most of his life still at home is the craziest of these people.
With a look of luck and fortune, it's finally time for me to get rich.
The head of Mantou Village is also this kind of person.
Didn't see the hidden dangers in it at all, and ignored the dissuasion of fellow villagers.
Cars, houses, tickets, everything.
Some people even start to imagine themselves as successful people, and they are quite shameless towards those people outside.
The relationship between the two parties was not very harmonious, and there will be conflicts one day.
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Night.
I was so nourished by the little flame—
The barrel of gunpowder finally exploded.
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Fu Anan was originally sitting in the car, and was attracted by the movement outside, so he deliberately found a place with strong concealment and excellent sightlines to watch the battle.
These days, people in Mantou Village recruit refugees without restriction, and the number of refugees actually exceeds the number of villagers in Mantou Village.
Why didn't these people do anything at first?
That's because they live in a country ruled by law all the year round, and they submit to the rules.
And now the people in Mantou Village have surpassed their bottom line.
As far as the money-making methods of the people in Mantou Village are concerned, it would be strange not to drive people to a dead end.
Various sounds of yelling, barking dogs, and crying children are mixed together.
Mantou Village has few people and weak power, and they even got all the dogs from the family out.
Who knew that they ran into a group of desperate people.
The fight lasted most of the night.
The specific Fu Anan is not clear, but the refugees came out in the end.
They cheered and raised their hands.
The children and old people who had stayed in the opposite field before also passed by.
In the middle of the night, these people set up a big iron pot on the square of Mantou Village. The flames were burning big and hot. They cooked the meat they found in the villagers' homes in a big pot.
The dog meat they killed was not wasted.
Four to five hundred people gathered in the square to eat meat, scrambling to be the first to gobble it up.
But all the people who came here on foot finally had their first meal.