The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

A group of men kept shouting at Xia Meng, and the curses became more and more unpleasant:

"We are a group of men, why are you, a woman, interfering in our affairs? Get out of here!"

"That's right. If you don't get out of here, I'll be rude to you."

As they were talking, they started to push Xia Meng, and one man even punched Xia Meng without making a sound!

Xia Meng didn't tolerate them. She knocked down the man who was standing in front of her and cursing non-stop with a punch, and then knocked down all the men with her kicks one by one.

Then, Xia Meng threw them on the roadside like garbage.

"Ow!"

"Well!"

The men curled up on the ground in pain, with expressions of agony on their faces.

After dealing with all the people, Xia Meng got into the car and moved it to the side of the road.

Without the cars blocking the way, the road was quickly cleared.

Xia Meng returned to the car.

With the previous preparation, the way they looked at Xia Meng this time was not so exaggerated and strange.

The driver looked at Xia Meng with even more respect.

Even Yang Heng came back to his senses from his disbelieving astonishment, looked Xia Meng up and down, and finally asked Xia Meng in a low voice,

"Governor, what did you do before? A female special forces soldier?"

Xia Meng glanced at Yang Heng, "...No, don't let your imagination run wild."

Yang Heng didn’t want to let his imagination run wild, but...but the woman in front of him was too different from the image he had in his mind! ! ! !

In Yang Heng's imagination, Xia Meng was just a compromise made by the higher-ups out of helplessness, and they found this woman, Xia Meng, to be a puppet.

After all, Xia Meng is too young and beautiful. What abilities can such a young and beautiful woman have?

Does she have enough experience?

Does she know how complicated the situation in Tangzhou is?

If she dared to offend the local boss, did she know what kind of retaliation she would suffer?

People with weak luck will not live long in Tangzhou.

The first impression Xia Meng gives people is that she is beautiful.

You are here to be the governor, not to participate in the beauty pageant. Yang Heng doesn't understand why the higher-ups would choose such a beautiful woman to come to Tangzhou?

Is he trying to use the beauty trap?

hehe...

If that's the case, it would be hilarious.

Powerful people are all political animals. They do like money and beautiful women, but they like the power in their hands even more.

As long as you have power, money and beauty are not a problem.

No matter how beautiful Xia Meng is, so what?

They are all good foxes and have seen many beautiful women.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, you will get bored if you look at her every day!

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will look the same when the lights are turned off!

Those old foxes, even if they like beautiful women, how long can they like them?

No matter how much they like her, can the status of a beautiful woman be higher than the power they hold?

How funny!

Beauty is indeed a scarce resource, but...

Beauty is not exclusive to anyone!

So, at the beginning, Yang Heng looked down on Xia Meng.

But today's Xia Meng really made Yang Heng look at her with new eyes.

The people above sent this woman to Tangzhou, surely they had other plans.

And this woman looks...

Not easy to bully!

Facing Yang Heng's gaze, Xia Meng did not expose him, nor did she ask any questions.

But Ren Jianyi couldn't help but speak.

"Governor Xia, you have practiced before, right?"

Without waiting for Xia Meng to answer, Ren Jianyi continued talking on his own. He really talked a lot.

"I watched carefully just now. You are not just strong. Those thugs rushed towards you. Even if you were strong, it would not be easy to deal with them. But you beat them so easily just now. With just one kick, you knocked the thugs to the ground. This is... amazing."

"Oh, I was really worried about you just now, and wanted to go over with the teacher to help you, but I didn't expect you to take care of those hooligans in just a few moves. It's really... so cool!!!"

Ren Jianyi stared at Xia Meng with shining eyes.

"Governor Xia, can you teach me martial arts? I have loved martial arts since I was a child, and I also want to become a powerful master to help the weak and punish the strong..."

"Okay," Chen Ruomei slapped Ren Jianyi on the shoulder.

"You are good in every way, except that you talk too much!"

Ren Jianyi was not angry even after being scolded by the teacher. He smiled at Chen Ruomei and forced himself to shut his mouth.

Without the two cars blocking the road, the road was quickly cleared.

This time, the driver didn't need Xia Meng to remind him. He stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the funeral home.

As soon as the car started, Xia Meng's phone rang.

Xia Meng glanced at the caller ID and immediately picked up the phone.

An anxious woman's voice immediately rang out from the other end of the line.

"Governor Xia, when can you come over?" The woman's tone was filled with anxiety and despair. "They beat up several people in our village and are now trying to snatch my son's body. Wuwu... please save my son!"

Xia Meng hurriedly comforted him,

"Don't worry, Auntie. Three minutes! Give me another three minutes and we'll be there!"

Sun Yaxiang, "Okay, okay!"

After hearing what Xia Meng said about three minutes, the driver had no choice but to step on the accelerator again. Xia Meng frowned and looked down at her mobile phone, looking at the numbers on the screen. Every time the numbers changed, Xia Meng felt a sense of urgency.

Finally, when the time reached three minutes, the car finally rushed into the funeral home...

The car rushed into the gate of the funeral home and stopped suddenly. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a loud and sharp noise, attracting the attention of people around.

I saw a group of strong men chasing and beating people with sticks in their hands.

Xia Meng opened the door and jumped out of the car without waiting for it to stop.

Chen Ruomei was so frightened when she saw this scene that she subconsciously covered her chest. Her face turned pale and she cried out,

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death."

"Teacher, are you okay?" Ren Jianyi's eyes were shining, but seeing that the teacher seemed frightened, he still asked Chen Ruomei with concern.

Chen Ruomei shook her head, "No, I'm fine."

At this time, the situation at the funeral home was much more complicated and serious than Xia Meng had imagined.

Twenty or thirty strong men were holding wooden sticks and waving them at a group of men, women, old and young. They were not trying to intimidate them, but were actually hitting the villagers with the sticks.

"Woooo..."

There were the sounds of two children crying nearby, they were so scared that they were crying loudly. They stood blankly in the corner, watching their parents being beaten, but they didn't dare to step forward. They could only cry to vent their fear.

Xia Meng even saw the deceased's father, You Zhiming, in the crowd with blood on his head after being beaten.

Seeing this, Xia Meng hurried forward. This time, Xia Meng showed no mercy. She grabbed a man waving a stick with her right hand, lifted the man up, and threw him out amid his frightened screams.

The man fell heavily to the ground. He lay on the ground, grimacing in pain. He moved his fingers but was unable to get up for a long time.