Hu Laoer's leg was broken, but he was reluctant to spend money, so he just found a barefoot doctor to get some herbal medicine, and tied it up with a wooden board. He couldn't sleep every day because of the pain.
He wanted to go to the hospital for treatment, but the only money left in the family had been used to treat his son's vital injury, so he could only hold on.
Because of this incident, Hu Laoer's family and Wu Yingxiong's family became enemies, and they would curse at each other from time to time when they met.
Su Qiao waited for several days but did not see Chen Ligen come back to see Guo Caixia. She was sure that he would not come back, so she packed up her things, ground the herbs into powder and mixed them into various medicines, preparing to leave in a day or two.
That morning, when she was carrying her luggage and taking Xiaobao with her to the village chief's house to steal a boat and leave, she was suddenly interrupted by a large group of men in black who broke into the village.
These people can be said to be fully armed, all wearing black work clothes and pants, black combat boots, hats on their heads, sabers in their hands, and each of them also carrying a khaki backpack.
About thirty or forty people controlled everyone in the village in the blink of an eye, and all the villagers rushed to the large flat area in front of the ancestral hall.
Su Qiao reacted quickly and pulled Dabao into a cornfield to observe the outside world.
After the team searched the entire village and made sure that everyone was present, a tall and thin man in a black shirt stood on the top of the execution platform and looked at the villagers below.
He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the villagers below, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone, stand still. Don't speak before I give you permission."
After a pause, he continued slowly, "You don't have to be afraid. I'm here to look for someone. Once we find him, there won't be any problems. We'll leave and it won't affect your life."
What this means is, if they can't find the person, or if there is any problem, what else will they do to the people in the village
Everyone looked at each other, feeling extremely nervous, and no one dared to say a word.
The situation did not allow them to say anything, for fear that they would be dealt with by these mysterious people if they were not careful.
Even He Jianjun was a little dumbfounded.
He had never seen such a well-trained team. One could tell at a glance that these people had extraordinary origins, and each of them had seen blood, like the kind of iron-blooded men who had walked out of a hail of bullets.
He suddenly thought of someone and had a bad feeling.
At this moment, the man on the stage waved his hand, and a man with a bruised face and limp hands and feet was dragged onto the stage.
Everyone looked closely and were stunned.
“It’s the root.”
"It's really Chen Ligen, why did he get beaten like this?"
Needless to say, it must be these people.
Everyone's fear grew even deeper.
The man in the black shirt lifted Chen Ligen's chin with his leather shoes, looking at him as if he were dead, without a trace of warmth in his eyes: "Where is he?"
"At... at Hu... at Hu Laoer's house..."
Chen Ligen was trembling with fear, his speech was a little unclear, and he always felt like he had something in his mouth.
When he opened his mouth, people who were close to him discovered that all his teeth were gone.
A subordinate stepped forward and said, "Sir, we have searched all the houses, and there is no one there."
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the villagers below: "Do you want to hand over the person, or let me do it myself?"
Although the man's voice was not loud, nor fierce, and not even stern, everyone's scalp went numb and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their back.