Build a good mourning hall for the old village head again. Tang Long wears hemp and filial piety.
"The death of the old village head was caused by trauma. It was mostly due to the weakness of the old village head. He worked hard and his body couldn't carry it." Qiu Yuxia said with red and swollen eyes.
She is a village doctor in Yutou village. Everyone calls her doctor Xiaoqiu.
"Anyway, the death of the village head's grandfather is inseparable from the bastards of Qiangyuan company!"
Xiaoming Yuer scolded loudly. She is the daughter of aunt Yang's family. Her name is Zhao Xiaoyue. She has been following Tang long since childhood.
In a flash, it became a big girl's house.
Tang Longmo was silent. He burned the black iron basin, put the paper, and looked at the old village head's coffin in a daze.
Qiangyuan company?
Keep this company in mind.
The current situation of Yutou village and the death of the old village head have an irresistible relationship with this Qiangyuan company.
Lian Sheng, with gauze tied to his head, came in and squatted next to Tang long. He whispered, "brother long, what shall we do with those dog bastards of Qiangyuan company?"
He and Li Ergou are one of the few young people in the village who didn't leave Yutou village to work. Today, they stopped the people of Qiangyuan company to destroy the old village head's mourning hall. Both of them made efforts and hurt their bodies in many places.
The old village head died, and no one in the village can make an idea. Now Tang Long comes back, everyone seems to have a backbone in his heart.
"Listen to the book of Xiue branch!"
Tang Long said plainly without any waves in his eyes.
Lian Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Xiue's secretary means to call the police. At that time, the police will come and take them away. They won't let them go back."
"Listen to Xiue's book!" Tang Long repeated his words again, and put the paper into the basin.
Lian Shenghong looked up, turned and went out.
It's easy to kill without looking for help. Tang long alone can make all those who have a relationship with Qiangyuan company disappear in the world overnight.
But can simple violence solve the problem?
Zhang Deshun called Tang long to retire from the army. How much decision does it take to call him back? Is it to let Tang Long kill?
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Absolutely not!
Zhang Deshun's greatest thought in his life is to make the people of "Yutou village" live a good life. He places his unfinished dream on Tang long.
Tang long will not let go of Qiangyuan company, let alone anyone who has humiliated the villagers of Yutou village, but not with violence.
The "king of special forces" made of blood, bones and iron is definitely not a reckless man without a brain.
Zhang Xiue opened the curtain of the mourning hall and walked in.
"I called the town police station. They're bringing people here!"
Tang Long nodded: "the principle of the village is to abide by the law and discipline and not be afraid of causing trouble. I hope the town can give an explanation to the village!"
The people of Qiangyuan company were badly hurt. But Tang Long has a reason!
Be reasonable, fish head village will accompany you.
Playing with the evil of black, Tang Long dare not say that he is the ancestor in this field, but he is not afraid of anyone.
Today, the villagers of "Yutou village" must be given an explanation, whether in the town or in the county.
"You, I'm sorry!"
Zhang xiu'e sighed. She didn't expect that the man who carried herself out of the depression was the "Little Dragon" that the old village head used to say.
Among the more than a dozen security guards of Qiangyuan company, the captain named Zhang Kang broke four or five ribs and was seriously injured. I don't know whether he can survive.
Others are best off with broken arms and legs.
After a while, the police and the town working group arrived, and their scalp was numb.
"Nonsense, it's nonsense!"
A leader in charge of the town and people from Qiangyuan company came to the scene in person, looked at more than a dozen wounded people and shouted loudly.
"I need relevant departments to give us a statement of Qiangyuan company!"
A middle-aged manager surnamed Wang of Qiangyuan company flashed fierce in his eyes.
"Statement? Manager Wang, the security guard of your Qiangyuan company broke into our Yutou village, smashed our old village head's mourning hall and pulled our old village head out of the coffin to insult. Are you still interested in making a statement?"
The people of Yutou village surrounded the group.
Zhang Xiue came out with a straight face and angry eyes and said, "half a month ago, people from Qiangyuan company just beat our old village head. Don't you want to say something? Just right, we also want to say something.
If the town can't manage this matter, I, Zhang Xiue, a college student in Yutou village, will go to the county. If the county can't manage it, I'll go to the province.
I don't believe it yet. There's no place to reason in this prosperous world? "
Zhang Xiue's words made the surrounding voices quiet.
Manager Wang of Qiangyuan company and the leader in charge of the town are not talking. If the situation is serious, no one will have good fruit to eat.
Especially before he came here, some leaders specially told him that the college student village official had a complex background and tried not to conflict with him.
The leaders in the town don't know where Zhang Xiue is, but one thing is certain that they can't afford to provoke. Even Qiangyuan company has received news and won't let them provoke each other.
"Don't worry about that little Zhang Zhishu. We will investigate this matter and give justice to the villagers of Yutou village!"
The leader in charge of the town changed his face and said with a smile.
"Let's go!"
Manager Wang of Qiangyuan company turned and left with a gloomy face.
Tang Long didn't show up.
"Don't worry, Qiangyuan company has an account here. We can't finish this little by little." Tang Long murmured softly looking at the coffin of the old village head.
No matter who is behind Qiangyuan company, this life is worse than death.
The next morning,
Tang Long called Li Ergou.
"After a while, gather a list of people in the village, borrow your mobile phone from Xiue Zhishu, call them one by one, briefly talk about the situation, and ask who is willing to come back."
"I'll go now!" Li Ergou nodded. He was older than Tang long. He was in his thirties this year. Because of family conditions, he had never married a wife.
You can't do anything without hands.
When Tang Long returned to the village, the first thing he did was "an arrow through the clouds". He didn't know how many people he could call back. He came back one by one.
"Brother Tang long, you have something to eat!"
Zhao Xiaoyue used a large porcelain bowl to bring Tang Long steamed bread, steamed sweet potatoes, pickled pickles with coarse salt, and a large bowl of clear soup porridge.
"Thank you!" Tang Long rubbed Zhao Xiaoyue's head and reluctantly smiled.
Zhao Xiaoyue blushed and bowed her head. She was twenty years old. If someone else touched her head, she would stare and howl at him, but this is brother Tang long.
"Help me call your sister Xiue!"
"Hey!"
Zhao Xiaoyue turned and ran outside.
The mourning hall in the village is usually erected for three days before burial.
"Call me?"
Zhang Xiue walked in. Maybe the man didn't find it himself. Since he came back, the whole people of Yutou village, including himself, are being called by him.
However, he doesn't seem to have any sense of disobedience. He seems to be a natural conductor!