(0131)

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Zhang Zhun said with a smile: "The others are very busy, so they won't attend. On behalf of them, Zhang, thanks to all the fellow villagers in Xiahe Village. Zhang, who can get everyone's kind hospitality today, will be unforgettable for life. If you have the chance in the future, we will meet again and Zhang will treat you!"

Zhao Feng's face was slightly stiff, as if Zhang Zhun saw through all the dirty things in his heart. He said with an unnatural expression: "That... is really... please, please, please."

Zhang Zhun sat down without any mind.

He looked around casually, but did not see Feng Yangyi's figure. He knew what was going on and did not point it out. In fact, if he used force to control Zhao Feng, he might not be able to reverse the current situation. However, if he was forced to twist, why should he do this? This time he came to "save people" and not to kill people. Sometimes he should pay attention to his image. The military households in Xiahe Village will always wake up one day.

Of course, the faces of Ma Yi, Zhong Wuying, Yang Weiguo, Liu Jixiang and others were not very good. Zhao Feng's move was obviously not to give Zhang Zhuang face. However, they were ordered by Zhang Zhuang in advance and there was no conflict. As for the toast, I'm sorry, Ma Yi said with a tough sentence: "We are the guards of the adults, and we can't drink!"

Ma Yi and others had no idea what the food tasted. Their mind was not on the food. If Zhang Zhun hadn't given him in advance, they might have found an opportunity to teach someone a lesson. Anyway, the meal was a strange one, and they all wanted the banquet to end immediately.

After dinner, Zhang Zhun said goodbye and left.

Zhao Feng invited Zhang Zhun to stay with great affection, and Zhang Zhun said goodbye firmly, and Zhao Feng stopped trying to stay. The group sent Zhang Zhun and others outside Xiahe City and watched Zhang Zhun leave. Zhang Zhun and others came to the dock to meet Yang Zhiyuan, Hao Linyong and others, and no one mentioned the banquet. It seemed that there was nothing at all.

Zhang Zhun asked, "Yang Zhiyuan, has the matter been done?"

Zhiyuan Yang replied loudly: "Everything is left."

Zhang Zhun nodded and stopped asking.

In the battle last night, a considerable number of servants were captured alive by the guards. They originally wanted to hand it over to Zhao Feng and others for handling. However, later, Zhao Feng and others performed like this, so Zhang Zhun ordered that all the servants be put back. The dog bites the dog and has a mouthful of hair, leaving you to continue to torture slowly! There is time!

The soldiers of the guards were nervously transporting food to the top. There were about a thousand bags of food seized this time, and it would take a little effort to transport all of them to the ship. Of course, with such a rich harvest, everyone was very motivated to work.

Suddenly, dense footsteps came from behind. Zhang Zhun looked back and found that Feng Yangyi had arrived with many military households. A rough estimate of the number of people was about fifty households, three or four hundred. Compared with the thousands of military households in Xiahe Village, this number of people was really negligible. It seems that someone created some artificial obstacles for Feng Yangyi behind the scenes.

These military households that are about to move to Fushan District basically have no luggage. The most luggage is two or three torn clothes, and some extremely simple furniture. The natural conditions in the Xiahe Village front office are worse than those in Fushan District, and the military households living here are naturally more poor. They cannot eat and do not cover their bodies. They struggle on the brink of death every day, dying, and may not be able to catch them at any time and pass away. What other decent luggage can they have?

Feng Yangyi came to Zhang Zhun, feeling a little embarrassed, and said stammeringly: "Sir, I... I didn't expect that this would be like this... Some people originally wanted to come with me... Later... they changed their minds and stopped coming."

Zhang Zhun patted his shoulder and said cheerfully: "I understand. It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with you... Have you made up your mind to move to Fushan District? Don't regret it after you go!"

Feng Yangyi said firmly: "I have made up my mind. They have made up their minds. We will never regret it. Those who stay will regret it! They will follow Zhao Feng and will be destroyed by the officers and soldiers sooner or later! Lord, Zhao Feng has too much selfishness, and the military households in Xiahe Village will be killed by him sooner or later!"

Zhang Zhun nodded and said calmly: "Everyone has their own ideas, and everyone has their own choices. Since you have made a choice, you have to bear the corresponding consequences. Just take care of your own affairs. I have nothing to say to the people you tell you. However, I promise that they can eat, wear warm clothes, have a place to live, have work, have hope, and have hope!"

Feng Yangyi immediately called all the military households over and asked Zhang Zhun to say a few words.

Zhang Zhun was not polite, and stood on a slope and said loudly: "Some people may not know me yet! Let me introduce myself! I am Zhang Zhun, Zhang Yulin! The Fushan District is the leader of the current Fushan District for the time being! I have very sympathy for the disasters everyone has suffered. However, sympathy is not enough, and you must take revenge! I ask you, do you want to take revenge?"

"think!"

The military households shouted in chaos.

Their expression was a little listless and their voice was weak and weak.

Of course, Zhang Zhun was very dissatisfied.

"Hit a little louder, I didn't hear it clearly!"

"I ask you, do you want to take revenge?"

Zhang Zhunhu's eyes swept across and roared loudly.

"think!"

This time, the military households' answers were much more exciting.

However, such an answer still cannot satisfy Zhang Zhun.

What he wants is people full of vitality, vitality, and progressive, rather than those who are dead, dying, and waiting for death. He wants to squeeze out the potential of every military household in Fushan Institute as much as possible, including these military households who are about to move to Fushan Institute.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun raised the Hawkeye gun and fired a shot into the sky.

All the military households were shocked by the gunshots and were highly focused.

"I'll ask you, do you want to take revenge?"

"Do you want it?"

Zhang Zhun continued to roar with the hawk-eyed gun that was emitting white smoke.

"think!"

Finally, the military households roared from the bottom of their hearts!

Zhang Zhun nodded with satisfaction, put away the Hawkeye gun, and said in a deep voice: "Very good! I thought you didn't even have the determination to avenge you! Since you have the determination, it's a good thing! When you arrive at Fushan District, I will divide the land and work for you! As long as you work hard and work hard, your happy days will come soon! As long as we become strong and revenge is just around the corner! There is only one bay between Aoshanwei and Lingshanwei, and we can fight back at any time!"

Feng Yangyi wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. In the end, he simply helped the soldiers carry food, like a madman, with countless strength to vent. Of course, anyone with discerning eyes knew that what he wanted to vent was not strength, but inner unhappiness.

Zhang Zhun continued to command everyone to board the ship.

The pirate ship commanded by Yang Guohua has limited space and can only carry up to 250 stones (about 25 tons) of supplies. If these military households are added, the capacity of supplies will be even more limited. Therefore, it must be transported in two trips. Yang Guohua's meaning is to take Zhang Zhun and some of the guard soldiers back first, leaving a few people here to take care of the food. This suggestion was rejected by Zhang Zhun.

Zhang Zhun said decisively: "Guohua, you take them back first and leave them to Wang Mingyu to be responsible for the arrangement. All the battles between me and the guards will be left here to guard the food."

Yang Guohua agreed.

So, the pirate ship arranged space for three or four hundred military households first, and then continued to load food. After the load was full, the pirate ship left immediately. Feng Yangyi stayed firmly and waited with Zhang Zhun and the others, and Zhang Zhun agreed.

According to the voyage estimate, the time when the pirate ship returns should be tomorrow afternoon. In other words, Zhang Zhun and others must wait here for a whole day. If there is any change in the pirate ship on the road, the time they need to wait may be longer.

As night gradually descended, Xiahe City soon submerged into the darkness. It was this city. They fought all night last night and wiped out more than 200 enemies. But now, they were rejected outside the city. However, no one proposed to spend the night in Xiahe City.

The soldiers of the guards prepared a bonfire in the wild and camped for overnight camping. It was July, and the climate was still relatively hot, so there was no problem at all. After Zhang Zhun arranged the post, he returned to the middle of the soldiers. Everyone took out the dry food they carried with them and shared it with them. When they went to war, they specially brought the dry food for five days, and now most of them are still there.

From beginning to end, no one appeared in Xiahe City, as if all the people disappeared overnight. They could not see any figure. When they landed in the dock last night, they could still see someone, but now, no one can see it. Obviously, the military households in Xiahe Village, no matter what the reason is, are avoiding them.

Feng Yangyi couldn't help but curse: "They... they can do it..."

Zhang Zhun was still slow and said slowly: "It is understandable that people have selfish intentions."

Feng Yangyi said angrily: "They are digging their own graves."

Zhang Zhun shook his head and said indifferently: "I'm so serious."

Feng Yangyi was still so angry that he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it out in the end.

All of the original friends changed their homage, which was completely beyond his expectations. He wanted to talk to them, but they avoided them. They even looked at Feng Yangyi with a very suspicious look. Feng Yangyi himself was not good at speaking, and felt unhappy, so he was too lazy to talk to them. Unexpectedly, the final result was like this.

But Zhang Zhun had already packed up and fell to bed.
Chapter completed!