The villagers were a little older and rode a horse from the wind and snow, and they stopped the large army directly.

Fu Yan had a very bad temper at this time. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, but nicotine could not soothe his irritability.

He narrowed his eyes and stepped on the accelerator and drove to the front of the team.

Suddenly a car popped up, and the old villagers who were negotiating were startled.

Seeing this, Yang Tongguang quickly jumped out of the car and ran to Fu Yan's car: "Mr. Fu..."

The snow was so big that Yang Tongguang was slapped in the face by Fengxue as soon as he opened his mouth.

But he knew that Fu Yan was now like an irritable beast and no one could suppress it.

The villager didn't know what he said, but the leader of the rescue team frowned: "We can't ride horses."

Fu Yan still heard Mandarin with half-dials. He looked at the dark horse led by the old villager and suddenly understood what the old villager meant.

Fu Yan directly pushed open the car door and got out of the car: "I can ride a horse."

Old Ma knew the way, and the old villagers knew they were going to save people, but they didn't really want to come over to stop them. But with such heavy wind and snow, the roads in the mountains had long been covered. Who can tell which road is the cliff is clear

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But the horse he has different hands. He travels on the streets and alleys every year.

This old horse was originally a rich family who raised horse racing in the local area. The old villager's father raised horses, so he served the horse at that time.

Later, the horse was injured and the other family abandoned it. The old villager had been raising it for five or six years and was reluctant to leave it. He gritted his teeth and spent more than 40,000 yuan to buy the horse and took it home to raise it.

Because of this horse, he had quarreled with the people at home.

The horse in the mountain has been running dozens of times. If you have to take a lead, there is no more suitable horse than his.

But as he is old, he is also a burden to ride in on a horse.

But the old villagers asked around and found that no one present could ride a horse.

No one can ride a horse, it's really hard to drive.

But life is at stake. Just when the old villagers wanted to ride a horse to lead them into the mountain, a car suddenly drove over.

Soon, he saw a young man pushing the door open from the car and telling him that he can ride a horse.

But the man looked so proud, and the old villagers couldn't believe it: "In such a windy and snowy day, the equestrian cannot be bad..."

Fu Yan didn't say anything, and took the reins directly from his hand, turned over and got on the horse.

He moved too fast, and even the old villagers didn't react.

After Fu Yan got on the horse, he looked at Yang Tongguang: "Secretary Yang, tie up the first aid box in the car."

Yang Tongguang wiped his face and hurriedly dragged out the first aid box inside Fu Yan's car and took the rope from the old villager, but he didn't know how to tie it. In the end, he was still the old villager who reacted, "Comrade, come, I'll do it."

Come……"

Yang Tongguang knew that he couldn't do it well, so he didn't force it. He let go and handed the first aid kit and some blankets to the old villagers.

The old villager tied the things next to the horse in a few strokes. After tied them up, he patted the horse. He didn't know what he said to the horse, but the horse suddenly whistled to the sky.

Fu Yan looked at the captain of the rescue team leader, raised his hand and raised his whip, and rode into the mountain directly.

Fu Yan rode a horse and ran for a distance, and the others reacted and quickly drove to chase after him.
Chapter completed!