One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Sister Rong, do you think Jiang Bailan will really come?"

In the farmland outside Biyou Village, Liu Wu Kui, who had her hair in pigtails and was picking vegetables with Fu Rong, asked worriedly.

"Didn't you hear the phone call too? Jiang Bailan said he's coming to Biyou Village for lunch today."

Carefully selecting the best-quality vegetables from the field, Fu Rong strived to showcase her culinary skills to the fullest in this lunch, ensuring Jiang Bailan was well taken care of.

To avoid suffering physical pain.

"Wu Kui, listen to your sister's advice, Lao Ma can't win, give up!" Fu Rong said as she picked up her shopping basket, preparing to go back to make lunch.

Recalling how Jiang Bailan descended from the sky like an immortal with a vast golden light during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, she found Ma Xianhong's scheme laughable.

How could a mere mortal like a cricket possibly defy the heavens?

If she hadn't been heavily in debt and couldn't survive, Fu Rong would have left Biyou Village overnight with her luggage.

"Old Ma? Sister Rong...you've changed!"

Upon noticing Fu Rong's change in addressing Ma Xianhong and her unconditional siding with Jiang Bailan, Liu Wu Kui felt something was amiss.

Something's definitely not right!

Remembering how Fu Rong, blinded by love, took on her boyfriend's debts and hid in Biyou Village, and then thinking about Jiang Bailan's somewhat handsome appearance and attractive temperament, Liu Wu Kui discovered the truth.

She got it!

She understood!

Thinking again about Chen Duo's ambiguous relationship with Jiang Bailan, Liu Wu Kui, the most knowledgeable person in Biyou Village, tugged at Fu Rong's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Sister Rong, Jiang Bailan is a womanizer. You two won't have a good ending..."

Fu Rong: "...Have you been reading too many mindless romance novels?"

Liu Wu Kui: "An explanation is just a cover-up..."

Fu Rong: "..."

Fu Rong's forehead veins bulged, and she raised her hand, ready to give the other person's clever little head a couple of whacks. But just then, a piercing horn sounded from the distance of the village.

Bang!

A long, sharp, lingering sound echoed across the empty fields outside the village, as a "Russian Big Beta" with a large headlight on the front and a predominantly gray-green body sped toward them.

Like a cheetah running freely across the African savanna!

"Biyou Village, your village chief is back!"

Standing upright, wearing a white letter T-shirt and black capri pants, with a snow-white righteousness cloak draped over his back, Jiang Bailan gripped the handlebars tightly, twisted the accelerator to the floor, and shouted.

You ask why we shouted?

Jiang Bailan said that since she had already stood up, it would feel strange not to shout it out!

As for the cloak of justice behind it?

This thing isn't just for showing off; it's going to be very useful later. Not only does he have one, but he also prepared one for Zhang Chulan and the others.

Adhering to the principle of having taken on any job, Jiang Bailan planned to maximize the benefits of this operation and also fulfill her dream of becoming a director!

That's right!

Jiang Bailan wants to turn this Biyou Village operation into a movie, which will not only promote the company but also generate extra income for herself.

For such a big-budget production with real action, charging 10000 yuan for tickets is quite reasonable!

Therefore, Zhao Fangxu had no choice but to reluctantly spend another 200 million yuan on filming expenses.

As Jiang Bailan shouted, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, who were sitting in the back seat of the "Russian Big Beta" and were also wearing white cloaks of justice, looked embarrassed and said that as long as Jiang Bailan was happy.

The truth is, even if they were unhappy, they couldn't go against Jiang Bailan's wishes.

Do you even realize how valuable the notorious bandits of Tianjin are?

Even the directors of Nadutong have to give them some leeway; who would dare to make a move?

In any case, Zhuge Qing and Wang dared not make a move!

At the same time, they also confirmed one thing: Ma Xianhong's Biyou Village was now defunct in name only, and next up was the Biyou Village of Jiang Bailan, a notorious bandit from Tianjin.

ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Jiang Bailan is here again!"

Eh?

Why should I say it again?

Upon seeing Jiang Bailan, dressed strangely and marching triumphantly, Liu Wukui disregarded Fu Rong, took off running towards the village with his arms raised high and shouting.

As Liu Wu Kui shouted at the top of his lungs, the villagers quickly learned of the news.

Ding Zihuan: "What? That monster Jiang Bailan from the company has appeared!"

Zhao Guizhen: "It's over! The cannibalistic demon king, who can't be spoken of openly, has arrived at the village entrance!"

Jin Yong: "Jiang Bailan has entered the village!"

Qiu Rang: "The supreme being, Village Chief Jiang Bailan, has arrived at his loyal Biyou Village!"

In just a short while, the attitude of the villagers towards Shang Genqi underwent a dramatic change, transforming him from a monster into the supreme village chief of Biyou Village.

As for Ma Xianhong, the group of highly talented individuals could only think about it in their hearts.

Old Ma, oh Old Ma!

It's not that we're disloyal to you, it's just that Jiang Bailan is too fierce!

We can't take it!

-

"Zhang Chulan, have you thought it through? You are different from the others. We are all descendants of those thirty-six people who mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. So, do you want to come and help me?"

In a spacious house somewhere in Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong sat on a small stool and looked at Zhang Chulan, who was bound by a magical artifact, and spoke.

Old Ma!

You really are an honest person!

Although their ancestors had some connection, they were already at odds with each other. For Ma Xianhong to still come and recruit him was not just about friendship, but rather too honest!

Such people... are generally easily manipulated.

“Old Ma, by seniority I am your god-uncle, so let me give you some advice today: turn back before it’s too late, there’s no way to save Biyou Village.”

Ma Xianhong's Biyou Village is no small matter; it has crossed the company's bottom line.

Even though Zhang Chulan had lost contact with the outside world, he could imagine that the company's second batch of personnel was already on their way.

"Uncle? What a smooth talker!"

Ma Xianhong waved to Guo Liang behind him, who immediately understood and activated the magic weapon in his hand.

Then a current of electricity flowed out from the magical artifact that bound Zhang Chulan, bringing a tingling, sour, and numb sensation.

"This is none of your business. I'm just asking if you're willing to help me."

"It's not that your godfather is unwilling to help you, but how can I help you when you're on a dead end?"

Hearing that the other party was still stubbornly insisting on taking advantage of him, Ma Xianhong waved again.

Just as Guo Liang was about to activate the magic weapon, Liu Wu Kui's shout suddenly rang out in the village.

"Jiang Bailan is here again!!"

At this shout, the eyes of all the temporary workers, including Zhang Chulan, lit up. This old man is here again. Biyou Village is doomed!

Thinking of this, taking advantage of Ma Xianhong's distraction, Zhang Chulan took a step forward and kicked Guo Liang between the legs, who was about to activate his magic weapon. The kick made Guo Liang's face turn red, and he twisted his legs like a shrimp.

Zhang Chulan: "Who are you talking to? You bully me when Brother Lan isn't here? You still bully me when Brother Lan is here? Then what was the point of Brother Lan coming all this way!"