Chief don't slap in the face

Jia Duo drew his sword and swung it fiercely.

Swish!

A cyan blade flashes

Whoa!

The expressions of the others changed, and they hurriedly backed away. The Li Chang watched the blade slash across his face, his legs gave way, and he thumped the doctor, fell to the ground, and then lost control of his crotch, surrounded by heat and humidity.

Some broken hair floated down.

"Those who despise the Great Chief will be killed!"

Jia Duo's voice was cold, and his eyes were like blades, staring at these people.

"The chief!"

Xia Lingyue was going to help someone, but was held back by Xia Ye.

"There's no need to please them!"

Xia Ye chuckled, looked at Richang and his party: "From today onwards, you don't need to live on your knees!"

These words are really domineering. Many women in the crowd showed envious expressions, and they don't like the days when they are servile.

"Old guy, don't rely on the old to sell the old!"

Song Guo threatened: "You should be lucky that you didn't settle the previous account with you."

"Uh!"

Hearing this, the chiefs who had made things difficult for the summer months felt their scalps turn cold, both embarrassed and frightened.

"We...we are here to ask, why did you come back early?"

The head of the village has spoken much softer this time.

This is what Xia Ye wanted. If he didn't support Xia Lingyue himself, if he didn't let those poor people know that he had succeeded, they wouldn't be easily persuaded by his sister to migrate.

"Pay attention to your tone, even Xia Shilian would not speak to our great chief like this!"

Jia Duo scolded.

"Saxilline?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard the name.

"It seems that Xia Ye has really developed, and he is talking and laughing with Miss Xia Shilian!"

"This female warrior is so powerful, I don't know how many Xia Ye has!"

"That old guy whose face is wrinkled into an orange peel really looks like a mountain ghost!"

Everyone murmured, because of the lessons learned by the chief, they dared not speak loudly, and they also found that the present Xia Ye is different from the past.

"I came back to purchase goods, and Mo Wuheng is the guarantee, and I have also registered at the border checkpoint!"

Xia Ye snorted, and looked at the head of the neighborhood: "By the way, you came just in time, go and get my sister's household registration, we are moving!"

"I don't know who Mo Wuheng is? Go find out yourself!"

Supplementary womb.

"What? Moving?"

"Tsk tsk, Xia Ye has really developed, and has enough money to buy a new house!"

"The summer months are over, I can finally leave this damn slum!"

Among the crowd, there are envy, emotion, and jealousy. Moving out of the slums can be said to be everyone's dream.

"this matter……"

The chief frowned.

"To shut up!"

Xia Ye scolded: "I'm ordering you now, not negotiating, you can either do it or get out!"

hiss!

Xia Ye's tough attitude caused another group of people to exclaim.

"Okay! Okay! I'll get it right away!"

The village head compromised. His position, to put it bluntly, is to oversee the poor. Don't let them cause trouble. They bought a house and wanted to move it. I have no right to stop it.

"Hmph, let me see if you really want to move out. If you lied to me, I will definitely sue you!"

The chief didn't dare to play tricks in front of him, but he was very skilled in stabbing behind his back.

"Hey!"

Xia Lingyue sighed: "Why do things that can be done with a few gifts make it so stiff?"

"I'm not used to their problems!"

After Xia Ye finished speaking, he ignored the chiefs and looked directly at Xia Laoshi: "I don't know the situation of Xia Chong."

"oh oh!"

Xia Laoshi is timid by nature, he was shocked when he suddenly heard Xia Ye talking to him, and then he was disappointed and worried.

"Damn ghost, what are you doing in a daze?"

Mrs. Xia pushed her husband.

"Uh, this is a small gift, there are so many of you, take it and eat it!"

Xia honestly mentioned a rabbit, which was wild game hunted the day before yesterday.

"You are not rich, so you don't need it, Song Guo!"

Xia Ye declined.

"Oh!"

Little Lolita responded, took out a small bottle the size of a palm, and handed it over.