Gamers Are Fierce

　　 Targeted poverty alleviation?

　　 Ghost will believe you.

　　 Neither the many villagers crowded on the first floor nor the Lu Maodian and Lu Maocai brothers standing by the railing on the second floor would believe the sound outside the door.

　　Don't bother, is the best way to deal with it.

　　 Lu Maocai took a deep breath, shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: "Anyway, he can't break in...what's the noise?!"

　　 Outside the door, Li Ang was smashing the door of the villa, holding the pole of the street light.

　　 咚咚, 咚咚咚, 咚咚咚咚.

　　 In the rhythm of knocking, the door soon began to deform and dent.

　　 With a loud bang, the whole door was smashed open forcibly and fell to the ground, raising dust.

　　 Li Ang, carrying a street light pole, stood outside the door, and a flash of thunder flashed his figure as a ghost.

　　 Li Ang waved his hand and smiled at everyone in the house, causing the villagers to chill back and back.

　　 Don't come here!

　　 Li Ang looked at the many villagers crowded into the corner of the living room on the first floor and sighed very sadly, while dancing the heavy street light poles vigorously.

　　 said gently, "Don't be cautious, everyone, I am a very kind person."

　　 Kind ass! Can you put down the street light pole before you say this?

　　 Seeing that the villagers didn't understand his own appearance, Li Ang reluctantly shook his head, and slammed the street light pole toward the gate of the villa that had been opened wide.

　　As soon as the metal pole reached in, the cyan rune seal in the villa wall appeared, corroding the top of the street lamp, dripping down like a candle.

"what?"

　　 Li Ang retracted a short section of the street light pole with some surprise, and looked at the neatly fused cross section of the front section of the pole.

　　 Inside the villa, Lu Maocai and Lu Maodian looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Fortunately, this asylum barrier is strong enough,

　　 Even this crazy man with a street lamp and a match could not break in.

"Well...."

　　 Li Ang stood outside the door thinking for a while, took out a few Molotov cocktails from the backpack bar, lit a bottle, and threw it in the villa courtyard.

　　嘭.

　　 With the rupture of the Molotov cocktail, the flames soared into the sky, even the torrential rain could not extinguish it.

　　 Li Ang swayed a large string of unlit Molotov cocktails in his hand, and smiled brightly at everyone in the room, "My fellow, you can easily catch a cold when hiding in a house on such a cold day.

　　 I burned the house to give you warmth. "

　　 God is special to send warmth...

　　 Lu Maocai took a deep breath. Just when he wanted to speak, he saw his father Lu Gui walking down the stairs with a wooden staff.

　　 Lugui's arrival greatly eased everyone's nervousness and fear. He built the shelter here.

　　 "..."

　　 The old village chief's expression was a bit tired. He held a long stick, looked at Li Ang, and said quietly, "Who are you?"

　　 Li Ang slapped his chest, "I am the leader of the leading group for the comprehensive management of scenic spots and surrounding public security in the 5A-level new tourism project development zone of Shendongxi Tourism Scenic Spot, Badong County, Handong Province."

　　?

　　 Lu Gui looked bewildered, and for a long time he came out a word, "What?"

Li Ang sighed for Lu Gui's poor memory ability, "The young man is as fierce as a wolf, slapped his chest with blood, classic quotes on my shoulders, you should not be rampant in front of me. Who has the final say in Dusheng Village? You four big hemorrhoids, you drop King Han!"

　　 This time, Lu Gui finally understood. He took a deep breath and said politely.

　　"This Comrade Han Wang, we have never done anything that hurts the truth in Dusheng Village. You are trapped in the mountains, and we provide free food, clothing and accommodation to entertain you.

　　 If there is something wrong in our Dusheng Village, you can give advice and suggestions. We will sit down and have a good talk. There is no need to see each other..."

　　 "Bah!"

　　 Li Ang positively interrupted Lu Gui's persuasion, and said in a deep voice: "The upper hand has given a death order, and the Dusheng Village must be taken.

　　 Want me to let you go? Day, dreaming!

　　 You immediately removed this barrier, or else, specify, sister has good juice to eat, you remembered.

　　Wait, I will see you that the cane must be pulled off and you must be hit in the face. "

　　 Li Ang’s threat did not seem to have any effect.

　　 Lu Gui rubbed his skinny palm on the cane, his face was gloomy, and said quietly, "You can try."

　　 "Try and try."

　　 Li Ang gave a cold snort, lit the Molotov cocktail, and smashed it against the walls and roof of the villa.

　　 The flammable liquid ignited instantly, and even the wind and rain could not calm it down.

　　 Many villagers inside, feeling the burning of the raging heat wave, screamed in horror.

　　 Lu Gui coughed, raised his crutches and poked on the ground.

　　 The torrential rain and violent wind roared in, poured on the flames, and the raging flames instantly calmed down.

　　 "Oh, there are two times."

　　 Li Ang looked at Lu Gui with a little surprise, he took out the IED improvised explosive device from the backpack bar, and looked at the house~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and went straight to the corner of the wall and began to bury it.

　　 Lu Gui felt uneasy in his heart, "What are you going to do?!"

　　 "Blew up here."

　　 Li Ang calmly yelled, "This house is a dangerous one. It's not safe for you to stay in it. It's better to blow up."

"you!"

　　 Lu Gui's face was pale, and he drank: "Crazy! Don't you be afraid of official accountability? Do you think you can escape after harming us?"

　　 "Frozen?"

　　 Li Ang buried explosives, and shouted without looking up: "I'm afraid that you won't be sick without you..."

　　 He straightened up, looked at the villagers motionlessly through the window that the monster hit just now, and said quietly, "The pigs in this village are too fat."

　　 The pig is too fat.

　　 A simple sentence suddenly changed the expressions of the three of Lugui and his son. Many villagers seemed to realize something, their faces were as pale as paper, unable to speak a word.

　　 Li Ang calmly buried all the explosive devices, stepped back a little, ignored the villagers’ begging for mercy, and directly pressed the button.

　　 boom——

　　 The flames soared into the sky, and even if the formation blocked most of the shock waves and saved all the villagers, the entire villa collapsed by a fraction.

　　 Lu Gui clearly felt that the tilt and collapse of the house caused the altar in the attic to tilt and displace.

The mana supply of the 　　 formation is intermittent, and the invisible barrier surrounding the house is like an old TV screen with bad signal, looming until it finally disappears completely.

　　 "You lunatic!"

Lu Gui's eyes were red, and his thin arms tightly held the wooden sticks. He looked at Li Ang, who walked into the house in a hurry, and roared: "Dusheng Village has no grievances and no grudges against you, why do you have to sue us? Death?!"