Chapter 621

Yang Zhao stopped and waited for the people on the truck to come down. He stared at the foreman without blinking and whispered, "here we are."

Ye Shiyi and Yelu, who were passing by, bypassed the two trucks in front of them and went directly to the bulldozer and excavator behind.

Waiting for everyone to come down, the foreman Cheng was more daring, holding a horn and shouting, "I said those, don't think of the mantis arm as a car, you know? We came on behalf of the government. The land here has been requisitioned by the government, and the government wants to build a highway. You can move the grave as soon as possible, and you can get some subsidies. If you don't, don't blame us for doing it! You..."

"Who sent you?" Yang Zhao coldly interrupted the foreman Cheng, with a long stick in his hand on the ground, and said coldly, "tell me the person behind you, and I can consider keeping you alive."

"What do you mean? Do you think it's great to have fewer of you? Don't you see so many of us? If you're smart, let's get out of the way!" The foreman Cheng put his back on the front of the truck and shouted out with all his strength, but his body trembled slightly under the terrible breath.

"Yang Zhao, keep your life. Is it OK to break your arms and legs?" Zhao Yinfeng smiled and swept the long stick on the ground, bringing up a gray snowflake.

"You know what you're doing here?" He Li had a slight smile on his mouth, and his low voice had a cold chill.

"Why?" A second Leng had rushed out and turned to ask, "brother, what are we doing here?"

"What are you doing here? What are you doing?" a stammering man behind him took off his hat and threw it on the ground. He showed his bare head, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "hit people and dig graves! 1200 yuan."

"It's not what the boss said. It's just a scare? Digging graves is a matter of immorality. 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 that if something happened, he would bear it! Give them some strength first!" A man with two curls of beard pushed the middle-aged man and shouted, "otherwise, they don't know whose world Ningcheng is!"

Before moustache's voice fell, he heard a loud cry for help coming from behind, and then a loud bang.

Dozens of hooligans looked back together, and then their chin almost fell off.

The path was originally built for the convenience of planting trees. Later, Ling Qingyu repaired Ling PA's grave here and paid for it again. The road in front of the valley was built at the foot of the mountain, with mountains on one side and Ninghe River on the other.

At this time, the driver on the bulldozer and excavator was shouting and jumping down, and the bulldozer and excavator were leaning down to the Ninghe river at a rapid speed.

After a while, he rolled down the roadbed.

"Since you know what you're doing here, you naturally have to bear the consequences." Meng Su hit the stick on the ground and said, "Hey, look at the wrong direction. Worry about yourself!"

"They, what do they mean?" Wu Yi looked at Ling Qingyu with pale face and trembling lips, and said, "they want..."

"Listen to them fart!" Ling Qingyu motioned Yan San to let himself down and said, "there is no notice. The government order to fart is that someone wants to make a crooked idea and deliberately frighten us."

Yan San let her down, hugged her waist and let her lean against her. The corners of her tightly pursed mouth were a little cool, trying to suppress the cold voice, which was a little hoarse, and whispered, "let's go, it's cold outside."

As soon as they got to the car, they heard the sound of help and bang. Yan opened the door without blinking, let Ling Qingyu get on the car, motioned to Ying shisan to help Ling Ma get on the car, and then turned to Tao Zhuo, who wanted to see the situation, "get on the car."

His voice was not high, but there was a penetrating force in his cold voice, so Tao Zhuo slipped into the driver's seat. Looking at Ying Jiu standing outside his car, Yan San got on the car, and the man named Cheng Jia also got on the car, turning to Zhou Ziqing and saying, "this..."

"Too much! Too much! I must sue!" Zhou dad patted himself angrily on the chest and said.

Zhou Ziqing looked out the window and said, "Dad, look."

Zhou's father waved away Zhou's mother's hand that rubbed his chest and looked out of the window.

In the middle of the valley is a flat land. The snow in the middle of the night makes the valley white. The sun shines brightly near noon, which clearly reflects the tall and straight men wearing red sweaters and holding long sticks, as well as their flowing actions.

One move in one form, a simple long stick waved out a gorgeous curve.

A stick down is a bone breaking sound.

That action, that posture, and the cold look on their faces

Zhou's father felt a slight shiver in his heart, and then jumped up excitedly.

That is the most perfect soldier image in his mind.

"Spare my life! Spare my life!" The foreman covered his broken leg and screamed loudly.

The stick head hit the throat of the foreman Cheng. Yang Zhao asked in a deep voice, "say, who ordered it?"

"It's Mr. Ling! Mr. Ling of Haolin company, Mr. Ling Haolin, said that roads are going to be built here. A nail household refused to move, and asked us to scare them. If we don't agree, we'll tear down the graves directly! We just follow orders. It's almost the spring Festival, and we also want to make some money for our brothers." Foreman Cheng looked at the tip of the stick, and the force on his throat made him almost suffocate, intermittently with a sense of fear.

It's horrible! They fight a lot, but they have never met such a person. It's terrible! If he is not satisfied with what he said, foreman Cheng has no doubt that he will directly stab himself in the throat with a long stick.

They have seen blood, but these people have seen human lives.

"You came when I asked you to come? It seems that this kind of thing has not been done less." Kicked a foot, covered his hands and rolled his little beard, he Li said faintly, "don't you know what the end is of doing this?"

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"Brother, spare my life, brother, spare my life!" Moustache directly hugged He Li's leg and cried, "your adult doesn't remember the villain, it's because we're blind, it's because we're wrong..."

Meng Su pushed him away with a long stick and said, "it's not impossible for us to spare your life. Come on, let me see if you are worth living."

Yang Zhao took the stick away, casually drew a mark on the foreman's face, and turned to the car.

He Li also took 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 squatted down and said to the engineer, "OK, we can have a good talk."

Su Mu opened the thermos, poured a cup of hot water to Ling Ma, and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, just leave these things to us. It's all right. No one dares to touch a grass on dad's grave." If we dare to move, we will dig the ancestral graves of their nine families.

Ling Ma sipped the hot water, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered for a while.

When the car passed by, she had seen the situation outside the window.

If there were no them, if these children were not there, if there were only her and Ling Qingyu's orphaned daughter and widowed mother as before

How vicious

Holding the body trembling with anger in her arms, Yan San looked at Yang Zhao.

Driving through the bend with the steering wheel, Yang Zhao said, "it was Ling Haolin's instigation. Qingyu, leave this matter alone. Don't worry, they won't be killed." They can't kill, but not killing makes people uncomfortable and makes people lose everything. There are many ways in this world.

Ling Ma originally said that she would invite Zhou's father to have dinner together. She was in no mood after this matter. She made an appointment to eat again next time and separated at the fork of the road.

After walking out for a while, Zhou dad remembered who those people were. Ling Ma hasn't introduced them yet. Otherwise, who is the young man who has been holding Ling Qingyu's attitude very close?

"That's Qingyu's new husband." Zhou Ziqing looked out of the window and said.

"Ah!"

There is a big yard around the old house of Ling family. On one side, you can park several cars. On the other side, there is a small garden. The winter is depressed, and no one takes care of it for a long time. The flower bed that used to be colorful is now just a withered scene.

It makes the man who squats in front of the flower bed look very funny.

Ling Qingyu didn't mean to underestimate him at all. He stopped Yang Zhao who wanted to go first. Ling Qingyu got out of the car, smiled and said, "president Ren."

Listening to the roar of SVN behind him, the man stood up and looked back and said with a smile, "long time no see." seeing Yan San and Yang Zhao behind Ling Qingyu, his voice paused slightly and said, "come back from President Ling?"

"Yes, how did you know I was back?" Ling Qingyu brushed her hair scattered by the wind and asked.

"You came back with Kim Dae young. 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 at Ling Qingyu's back and said, "don't introduce it?"

"Come on, what's up?" Ling Qingyu asked directly.

"I can divert the road," the man lit his cigarette and said, "but I also want some benefits."

"Oh? What benefits?" Ling Qingyu's face didn't change, and she waved her hand.

"Ren Xing?" As soon as Wu Yi called, he was half supported by Su Mu and sent into the room.

Inhaled a cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. Ren Xing glanced at Wu Yi, who was pale with tears in her eyes, and smiled at her. Then he looked back at Ling Qingyu and said, "President Ling bought a thousand mu mountain in that area. The mountain where President Ling is located is 200 mu, and the rest, tenthousand mu, sell it to me, how about it?" After taking another puff of smoke and spitting out a smoke ring, Ren Xing smiled and said, "I remember 20 years ago, when President Ling bought that piece, it was only 2000 yuan per mu, right? It was still paid in installments."

"Ningcheng, will it expand again?" Lingqingyu's face didn't change and said, "Ren Xing, you're not afraid of doing too many bad things, ghost knocking at the door?"

Ren Xing's face changed slightly, pinched the cigarette end and said, "I'm also kind-hearted. After all, President Ling took me, and I don't want you to lose your money."

"Do you remember that my father brought you into the industry?" Ling Qingyu turned and walked into the room and said, "Ren Xing, do you really think there is no justice in this world?"

"Yes?" Ren Xing asked in reply.

Then he was punched into the flower bed.

Yang Zhao hugged Ling Qingyu's waist, blocked her posture of turning back, opened the door, and took her in. In the corner of his eyes, Yan Sanzao grabbed the man and punched him again.

He can't hold it anymore

When they checked the real estate, they already knew that the 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. If it is an urban expansion area, the land price is at least 200000 mu, while if it is a place with good prospects, the land price will be higher.

Too obscene and vicious means.

Let their fire has been unbearable.