An old man and a young man.

Ning Fan felt a little embarrassed and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I reminded you of something sad."

"It's all over. I'm numb too. You sit down."

Then the aunt took out a piece of clean clothes from the room and said, "This is the clothes my son wore when he was alive. Although it is a bit taboo, you can wear it casually."

"I don't believe this."

After Ning Fan took over the clothes, the aunt sighed and said, "My son was a policeman and died in the line of duty."

"That's it, ma'am, thank you."

"You're welcome, your friend probably went to the county seat, so you can have something to eat here."

"Then I'm not welcome."

Later, after getting to know more, Ning Fan learned that this was a small village in Sichuan Province. Fifty or sixty kilometers to the north was Shiwanda Mountain, which was very close to it.

To go to the county town, it takes two hours by car.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry and would wait until Hua Wuque and the others came back.

Hearing the sound of chopping firewood from the yard, Ning Fan went out to help chop wood, while the aunt went to wash vegetables and cook first.

Snapped!!!

At this time, the door to the yard was violently kicked open, and a group of men walked in.

Seeing this, the aunt immediately put down the vegetables in her hands and went to ask: "You... who are you?"

"Old woman, when did you move out? Now you are the only one left in the village." The leader of the group, the short-haired man, shouted.

"It's impossible to move. This is my family's land. I won't move it no matter how much money you give me." The aunt's face changed.

"What, are you looking for death?"

The leading man wanted to give the aunt a blow, but Ning Fan took his hand in time and threw it back.

"you......"

Ning Fan ignored it and asked Auntie: "Auntie, what's going on?"

"Nothing, there is a big boss who wants to build a resort here."

"Yes, I understand." Ning Fan nodded.

"Boy, you're looking for death. Let me tell you, you have to agree to this matter, and you have to agree to it if you don't." The short-haired man was very arrogant.

Hearing this, Ning Fan asked calmly: "Then I have to ask, the land belongs to the state, which department approved your development here?"

"Why do you care so much? I'll give you tens of thousands of dollars."

"Then there is no other way. Do you want to get out on your own, or should I throw you out?"

The short-haired man nodded, turned around, picked up a stick and hit Ning Fan directly on the shoulder, only to hear the stick snap and break.

This frightened the aunt to quickly pull Ning Fan back.

"I'm fine!"

Now the short-haired man is a little weak, why is the stick broken? This is not a rotten stick.

Ning Fan reached out and grabbed the short-haired man by his collar, and was thrown out when he was at a loss.

The group of people looked at each other, no one dared to touch Ning Fan, and they left in droves.

"Child, is your shoulder okay?" the aunt asked with concern.
Chapter completed!