When Wei Dingbang passed by him, he quickly called out to him, "Stop for a moment and take me back with you."

Wei Dingbang glanced at him and rushed over.

The bicycles were all turned into Hot Wheels.

An hour later, Wei Dingbang had ridden thirty kilometers.

He stopped, took a breath, scooped a spoonful of sugar into his mouth, chewed it dry, and then continued on his way.

At this time, Weijia Village had been surrounded.

"Hand him over! Hand over the murderer!"

"It is also illegal to shelter a murderer."

"The educated youth are human beings, and so are we, the common people. Hand over Zhou Fanghua!"

"If you don't hand over the person, I will beat up everyone in your village too!"

"Charge, charge forward! Their village is full of old people, women and children. Why should we be afraid of them?"

More than twenty farmers holding hoes, carrying poles and sickles blocked the entrance of the village, shouting ferociously at the villagers.

The gray-haired village chief Wei Youshi stood at the entrance of the village, shouting until his voice was hoarse, "Don't be impulsive, Zhou Zhiqing has stayed in the village for the past two days and has not gone out. It is impossible for him to kill the little leader in the village more than ten miles away.

There must be some misunderstanding here. Don't start shouting and killing as soon as you get here.

We are not shielding the educated youth. It was Zhou Zhiqing and other educated youth who just went to Dabei Mountain to open up wasteland today. I have already sent someone to call them.

Please wait a moment and put away the hoes, sickles, and shoulder poles.

Let's talk it over, okay?"

"What a bullshit! When Xiaotou left home two days ago, he said he was coming to Weijia Village to look for Zhou Fanghua, but he never came back. Wild dogs dug up his bloody clothes in the fields outside your village, and you still keep saying that Zhou Zhiqing has never seen Xiaotou.

You just want to protect her!"