North of the provincial capital, at the head of Xunyang River.
"Big Brother Dongfeng, why did you agree to Ma Jun that after we harvest the crops, we give half of them to them?"
A burly man with a stubbled chin sighed helplessly as he looked at the rice seedlings that had regrown in the paddy field, saying:
"Is there any other way? Is there a better way? It wasn't easy to find a place like this, and it took so much time to build it up. Should we just abandon it? I also do not want to hand it over to them, but... we can't defeat them."
His tone was filled with helplessness.
They were facing a dilemma; if they did not hand over the food, they would definitely be attacked by Ma Jun and his gang. The enemy had guns, and they were truly desperate outlaws.
These people could only fight for their lives against them.
He had so many people following him, he couldn't bear to let them die in vain.
Helplessness.
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Provincial capital city.
