The villagers, who were a bit older, came out of the wind and snow on a horse and stopped directly in front of the large army.

Fu Yan's temper was particularly bad at this time. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette. However, nicotine could not calm the irritability in his heart.

He squinted his eyes, stepped on the accelerator and drove to the front of the group.

Suddenly a car appeared, and the old villagers who were negotiating were startled.

Upon seeing this, Yang Tongguang jumped out of the car and ran to Fu Yan's car: "Mr. Fu..."

The snow was so heavy that Yang Tongguang was hit in the face by the snow as soon as he opened his mouth.

But he knew that Fu Yan was now like a ferocious beast that no one could suppress.

The villager didn't know what he said. The leader of the rescue team frowned: "We don't know how to ride a horse."

Fu Yan still heard the half-dialect Mandarin. He looked at the black horse led by the old villager and suddenly understood what the old villager meant.

Fu Yan opened the door and got out of the car: "I can ride a horse."

The old horse knows the way, and the old villagers know that they are going to rescue people, and they don't really want to stop them. But with such a heavy snowstorm, the road in the mountain has long been covered. Who can tell clearly where is the road and where is the cliff?

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But the horse he has is different. He relies on this horse to travel every year when he sells things in the streets.

This old horse was originally raised as a racing horse by a wealthy local family. The old villager's father had raised horses, and he was taking care of the horse at that time.

Later, the horse was injured and the family abandoned it. The old villagers who had raised it for five or six years were reluctant to part with it, so they gritted their teeth and spent more than 40,000 yuan to buy the horse and take it home to raise.

He even quarreled with people in his family because of this horse.

The road horses in the mountains have been run dozens of times. If you must have a leader, there is no one more suitable than his horse.

But he was old, and his body was a drag when riding a horse.

But after asking around, the old villager found that no one present knew how to ride a horse.

No one knows how to ride a horse, and this road is really difficult to drive.

But life was at stake, and just when the old villagers wanted to lead them into the mountains on horseback, a car suddenly drove over.

Soon, he saw a young man coming out of the car and told him that he could ride a horse.

But the man looked very dignified at first glance, and the old villagers couldn't believe it: "In such a windy and snowy day, your equestrian skills must not be bad..."

Fu Yan didn't say anything, just took the reins from his hand, turned over and got on the horse.

He moved so fast that even the old villagers didn't react.

After Fu Yan got on the horse, he looked at Yang Tongguang: "Secretary Yang, tie up the first aid kit in the car."

Yang Tongguang wiped his face, quickly pulled out the first aid kit from Fu Yan's car, and took the rope from the old villager, but he was not very good at tying. In the end, the old villager reacted, "Comrade, I'll do it.

Come……"

Yang Tongguang knew that he couldn't do it well, so he didn't continue to force it. He let go and handed the first aid kit and some blankets and clothes to the old villager.

The old villager tied something to the horse's side in a few moments. After tying it, he patted the horse and didn't know what he said to the horse. The horse suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

Fu Yan looked at each other and the leader of the rescue team, raised his hand and whip, and rode straight into the mountain.

Fu Yan rode his horse and ran for some distance before the others realized and quickly drove to catch up.
Chapter completed!