Extremely cold apocalypse: I use a cornucopia to store billions of supplies

Seeing that the fat Taoist priest did not get out of the car, the old man who just knocked on the car with a cane said to the other old people:

"Guys, if this fat guy doesn't come out, we'll push his car out.

A group of people immediately surrounded the fat Taoist priest's car.

Although they are all old people, they can't help but do hard work in the village.

Even when they are old, their physical fitness is better than that of young people in the city.

One of them is a 78-year-old woman. At this age, she can often go up the mountain to chop two loads of firewood.

In addition to the large number of them, a group of old men and women used their strength to really push the car!

There is a hillside below the mountain road. If you fall down, you can imagine the consequences.

Seeing that the vehicles were really going to be moved out of the mountain road.

Chen Qing looked at the fat Taoist priest nervously and said:

"Uncle Master, we are going to fall!"

The fat Taoist priest was already very angry with these unruly people.

He rolled down the window and shouted angrily at the window:

"Put it all down for me!"

Chen Qing looked at the fat Taoist priest who actually said swear words in shock:

"Uncle, you actually said dirty words."

The old man outside the car watched the fat Taoist priest roll down the window, thinking that the fat Taoist priest wanted to beg for mercy, so he said to the fat Taoist priest viciously:

"You want to beg for mercy now?! It's too late! Go to hell, fat man! When you die, that Taoist temple will be the property of our village."

The eyes of the other old people all had greed and malice.

This naked malice frightened Chen Qing, who had never seen such a battle before, to the point where he could not even speak.

The car was pushed towards the mountain road little by little, and it was only a short distance away from sliding out of the mountain road.

"get off!!"

The fat Taoist gritted his teeth and did not step on the accelerator. Instead, he pushed Chen Qing on the passenger seat.

Chen Qing suddenly realized and quickly unbuckled his seat belt.

But a villager blocked the car door near the inside of the mountain road, preventing Chen Qing from opening the door.

Seeing that his nephew was slow to react, the fat Taoist priest shouted:

"Step aside!"

Then when Chen Qing got out of the way, his fat body flexibly jumped out of the driver's seat, stretched out a leg and kicked the passenger door hard.

The old man standing by the door blocking the door let out an ouch and fell to the ground, and the car door finally opened.

The fat Taoist priest quickly ran out of the car, and then pulled Chen Qing out.

The next second, the car tilted towards the hillside outside the driveway, followed by heavy loud noises.

The whole car rolled down the hillside and crashed down!

The old man who had just been knocked down by the car door and fell to the ground screamed:

"Hitting people, Taoist priests beating people!"

Chen Qing felt scared in his heart. He was just sent by his master to visit his uncle's new Taoist temple, but he didn't expect that he almost died.

He pointed at these old men who seemed weak but were actually cruel and cruel, and angrily said:

"You were killing people just now, did you know that?"

An old woman was out of breath while pushing the cart, put her hands on her hips and cursed:

"Killing people? Are you dead? Didn't the car fall down because you didn't drive it properly?"

An old man also smiled evilly, and the wrinkles on his face twisted into an ugly face:

"Obviously we wanted to ask you to apologize for what happened before, but you, a stinky Taoist priest, not only refused to accept it, but you were so angry that you beat someone up. We all saw it!"

"That's right, there is no surveillance here, you still want to blackmail us old people?"

Other elderly people followed suit.

"If you hit someone, let's talk about compensation? Otherwise, you won't even be able to leave today!"

"The car fell down the mountain, so it makes sense that people also fell down, right?"

Some old people picked up stones and sticks again, and some picked up crutches and approached the fat Taoist priest and Chen Qing.

The fat Taoist priest was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

Don't these old guys just think that he doesn't dare to hit people or fight back?

Today he went to the Public Security Bureau to teach these disrespectful people a lesson!

Chen Qing grabbed the fat Taoist priest who was on the verge of breaking out:

"Uncle Master, don't be impulsive. There are so many old people, we can't afford to pay compensation. No, this is against etiquette!"

"It's too much to bully others. If you fight with them, it will be a dead end!"

The fat Taoist priest was really angry and his eyes were red with anger.

Chen Qing looked shocked.

He had always heard from his master that his fat uncle was the one with the best temper among his master's disciples.

What are they being forced into now?

Chen Qing roared at the villagers:

"Don't bully others too much!"

But how could the villagers listen to them? The old man who took the lead just now said:

"It's okay if you don't want to make this a big deal, just pay for it!"

"Yes, pay for it! Look at us, Lao Li, we've all been beaten unconscious by you!"

"Old Li, how are you, Old Li!"

Uncle Li, who had been knocked down by the door just now, had his head tilted at some point and was lying on the ground motionless.

The fat Taoist priest knew that they wanted to blackmail people again.

His expression changed, and in the end he couldn't bring himself to beat a group of old people.

"I'm telling you, you are the one causing trouble for what happened today. Now I'll give you two thousand yuan and get out of here immediately!"

They talked about spending money to solve it, but in their hearts they were ready to give up on the Taoist temple on the mountain.

He really couldn't stand this kind of life anymore.

"Two thousand yuan, you are sending a beggar! For fifty thousand yuan, forget it!"

When they heard that the fat Taoist priest was compromising and prepared to lose money, the old people suddenly showed greedy and excited expressions.

"Don't bully others too much!"

The fat Taoist priest gritted his teeth.

"For us old guys, two thousand yuan is not enough to go to the hospital. Forty thousand yuan is not enough!"

A group of old people were preparing to bargain with the fat Taoist priest.

At this moment, a voice sounded from outside the crowd:

"Where do I need to pay for it? Isn't this old man a good man?"

The villagers immediately turned around and glared angrily.

Where are these people coming from to meddle in their own business!

Lin Shi walked step by step to Uncle Li who was pretending to be faint.

Seeing Uncle Li lying on the ground, a mocking smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Then he stepped on Uncle Li's hand hanging on the ground.

"ah!!!"

With a powerful scream, Uncle Li suddenly sat up from the ground, then held his hands and screamed.

"Look, I'm awake now."

Lin Shi looked at the stunned villagers and said.

(Lin Shi: I’m here to brush Uncle Li again.)