Yang Zhao stopped, waiting for everyone on the truck to get off, staring at Foreman Cheng without blinking, and said in a low voice, "Leave this to us."
Ye Shiyi and Ye Po, who were passing by, bypassed the two trucks in front like the wind, and went directly to the bulldozer and excavator behind.
Waiting for everyone to come down, foreman Cheng became more courageous, and shouted with a loudspeaker: "I said those few, don't think of mantis as a car, you know? We are here on behalf of the government. The land here has been confiscated by the government." , to build a highway, you can move the grave as soon as possible, and you can get some subsidies, if you don't want to, then don't blame us for doing it! You... "
"Who sent you here?" Yang Zhao interrupted Foreman Cheng coldly, touched the ground with a long stick in his hand, and said coldly: "Tell me who is behind you, and I can consider saving your life. "
"What do you mean? Do you think you are great because you have few people? Didn't you see so many of us? Get out of the way if you are sensible!" Cheng Gong put his head and back on the front of the truck and shouted with all his strength. , but his body trembled slightly under the overwhelming evil spirit.
"Yang Zhao, life is saved, is it okay to have broken arms and legs?" Zhao Yin smiled slyly, and swept the long stick on the ground, bringing up a gray snowflake.
"You guys, do you know what you're here for?" There was a slight smile on the corner of He Li's mouth, and there was a chill in his deep voice.
"What are you doing?" A foolish man rushed out and turned his head to ask, "Brother, what are we doing here?"
"What are you doing here, what are you doing?" He stammered behind him, took off his hat and threw it on the ground, showing his bald head, with his brows straightened up, he laughed and said, "Beat someone, dig a grave! One thousand Two hundred dollars."
"Didn't the boss say that he was just bluffing? Digging a grave is a sinful thing, and I won't do it." A slightly older middle-aged man shook his head and tried to retreat.
"What are you afraid of! The boss said, he will be responsible for any accidents! Let them have a look first!" A man with two beards pushed the middle-aged man and shouted: "Why don't they I don't know whose world this Ning Cheng belongs to!"
Before the mustache finished speaking, he heard a loud voice calling for help from behind, followed by a loud rumbling noise.
Dozens of hooligans turned their heads in unison, and their jaws almost dropped.
The path was originally built for the convenience of planting trees. Later, after Ling Qingyu built Ling’s father’s grave here, he paid for it to be repaired again. The road to this valley was built along the foot of the mountain, with mountains on one side and Ning Ning on the other. river.
At this time, the drivers on the bulldozer and excavator jumped down while screaming, and the bulldozer and excavator were tilting down towards Ninghe at a fast speed.
After only a short while, it rolled off the roadbed.
"Since you know what you are here for, you will naturally have to bear the consequences." Meng Su tapped the ground with a long stick, and said, "Hey, hey, I saw the wrong direction, so worry about yourself!"
"They, what do they mean?" Wu Yi turned pale, looked at Ling Qingyu with trembling lips, and said, "They want to..."
"Listen to them farting!" Ling Qingyu signaled Yan San to put him down, and said, "There is no notice at all, the farting government order, this is someone trying to make a mistake and deliberately scare us."
Yan San let her down, put her arms around her waist and let her lean against him, with a hint of coolness on the corners of his tightly pursed mouth, trying to suppress the chill, his voice became hoarse, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, it's cold outside."
As soon as they got to the side of the car, they heard the sound of help and rumbling, Yan San opened the door without blinking, let Ling Qingyu get in the car, motioned for Ying Shisan to help Ling Ma get into the car, and then turned to face her. Tao Zhuo, who wanted to see the situation, said, "Get in the car."
His voice was not high, but there was a penetrating force in that cold voice. Tao Zhuochi slipped into the driver's seat, watched Ying Jiu standing outside his car, Yan San got into the car, and the one named Cheng Jia Shi Shiran got into the car, turned to Zhou Ziqing and said, "This..."
"It's too much! It's too much! I must sue!" Dad Zhou said, patting himself on the chest angrily.
Zhou Ziqing looked out the window and said, "Dad, look."
Zhou's father waved away Zhou's mother's hand rubbing his chest, and looked out the window.
There is a flat land in the middle of the valley, the snow in the middle of the night made the valley white, and the sun shone brightly around noon, making the tall and straight man in a red sweater and holding a long stick come into view vividly. Their flowing movements.
One move at a time, the simple long stick swings out gorgeous curves.
There is a sound of bone breaking when a stick is lowered.
That movement, that gesture, that grim look on their faces...
Father Zhou's heart trembled unknowingly, and then jumped up excitedly.
That was the most perfect image of a warrior in his mind.
"Forgive me! Forgive me!" Foreman Cheng screamed while clutching his broken leg.
The head of the stick hit Foreman Cheng's throat, and Yang Zhao asked in a deep voice, "Say, who ordered it?"
"It's Mr. Ling! The Mr. Ling of Haolin Company, Ling Haolin, said that there will be road construction here, and there is a nail household who refuses to move. He wants us to scare them. If they don't agree, we will demolish the grave directly! We just listen It’s almost Chinese New Year, and I want to earn some money for my brothers.” Foreman Cheng looked at the tip of the stick, the pressure on his throat made him almost suffocate, and said intermittently with a sense of fear.
terrible! They fight a lot, but they have never met such a person, it's terrible! If what he said was not satisfactory, Foreman Cheng had no doubt that he would directly stab his throat with a long stick.
They have seen blood, but these people have seen human life.
"You came here when I asked you to come? It seems that this kind of thing has been done a lot." He Li kicked the little beard that was covering his hands and rolling, and said indifferently: "I don't know what will happen if you do this kind of thing?"
"Big Brother, Big Brother, spare your life!" Mustache hugged He Li's leg and cried, "Your Excellency, you don't remember the villain's mistakes. We are blind, we are wrong..."
Meng Su pushed him away with a long stick, and said: "It's not impossible for us to spare your life, come, let me see if you have the value of living."
Yang Zhao put away the long stick, casually drew a mark on Foreman Cheng's face, turned and walked to the car.
He Li also put away the stick, raised his eyebrows at Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng, and followed Yang Zhao to the car.
After the four SVNs and the car drove away, Meng Su knelt down and said to Foreman Cheng, "Okay, we can have a good chat."
Sum opened the thermos, poured a cup of hot water for Mama Ling, and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, just leave these matters to us, it's okay, no one dares to touch a grass on Dad's grave." If they dared to move, we dug up the ancestral graves of their nine families.
Ling Ma took a sip of hot water, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hummed softly.
When the car passed by, she had already seen the situation outside the window.
If it wasn't for them, if these children weren't here, if it was just her and Ling Qingyu's orphan and widow as before...
It's so vicious...
Holding the trembling body in his arms, Yan San looked at Yang Zhao.
Turning the steering wheel and passing the curve, Yang Zhao said, "It was Ling Haolin's instigation, Qingyu, don't worry about this matter, don't worry, they won't kill them." They don't know how to kill people, but it makes people uncomfortable not to kill people There are many ways to make people lose everything in this world.
Mother Ling originally said that she would invite Father Zhou to have dinner together, but after this incident, she lost her mood, and after making an appointment to have dinner next time, she left at the fork in the road.
After walking for a while, Dad Zhou remembered, who are those people? Mother Ling hasn't introduced them yet. Other things are fine. Who is that young man who has been holding Ling Qingyu very close
"That's Qing Yu's new husband." Zhou Ziqing looked out the window and said.
"what!"
There is a large yard around the Ling family's old house, where several cars can be parked on one side, and a small garden on the other side, which is sluggish in winter and left unattended for a long time, the once colorful flower garden is now just a withered scene.
It made the man squatting in front of the flowerbed looking very interested look very funny.
Ling Qingyu didn't mean to underestimate him at all, and blocked Yang Zhao who wanted to go forward first. Ling Qingyu got out of the car, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Ren."
Hearing the svn roar behind him, the man who didn't turn his head stood up, turned his head and said with a smile, "Long time no see." When he saw Yan San and Yang Zhao behind Ling Qingyu, he paused, and said, "Come back from Mr. Ling?"
"Yes, how do you know I'm back?" Ling Qingyu asked, brushing her hair blown away by the wind.
"You came back with Young Master Jin, and you know everything you should know last night." The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, pointed behind Ling Qingyu, and said, "I don't want to introduce you." introduce?"
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ling Qingyu asked directly.
"I can divert the plan for that road," the man lit a cigarette, and said, "However, I also want some benefits."
"Oh? What's the benefit?" Ling Qingyu waved his hand without changing his face.
"Ren Xing?" Wu Yi just called out, and was half supported by Su Mu and sent into the room.
Taking a puff of the cigarette and exhaling it slowly, Ren Xing glanced at Wu Yi, whose face was pale with tears still in her eyes, smiled at her, then looked back at Ling Qingyu, and said, "Mr. The mountain where President Ling is located is 200 mu, and the rest, 10,000 mu, how about selling it to me?" Taking another puff of cigarette, he exhaled a smoke ring, and Ren Xing took a light breath. He smiled and said, "I remember that twenty years ago, when Mr. Ling bought that piece, it was only 2,000 yuan per mu, right? It was still paid in installments."
"Ning Cheng, are you going to expand again?" Ling Qingyu said without changing his expression, "Ren Xing, aren't you afraid that ghosts will knock on the door if you do too many bad things?"
Ren Xing's face changed slightly, he pinched the cigarette butt, and said, "I also have good intentions, Mr. Ling took me after all, and I don't want you to lose everything."
"Do you still remember that my father brought you into the industry?" Ling Qingyu turned around and walked into the house, saying, "Ren Xing, do you really think that there is no justice in this world?"
"Is there?" Ren Xing asked back.
Then he was punched into the flower garden.
Yang Zhao put his arms around Ling Qingyu's waist, blocked her turning back, opened the door, and led her in. From the corner of his eyes, it was Yan Sanzao who grabbed the man and punched him down. .
He couldn't hold back anymore...
When they checked the real estate, they already knew that this world here is a world with less land and more people, and the land price is very expensive. Although Ningcheng is only a prefecture-level city, it is now a satellite city of the provincial capital. At least 200,000 mu, and the land price in places with good prospects will be even higher.
Too obscene and vicious means.
Let their fire be unbearable.