C269 A villager who is not to be trifled with

The villagers stood on the ladders and threw their torches against the wall.

Suddenly, thick smoke billowed and flames soared. The hoodlum even threw away the shield and baton as he ran out while holding his head.

Standing on the street, the lackey wanted to cry but had no tears. He pointed to behind the wall and shouted, "We are all Chinese. Why are we like this? We must kill them all!"

The villagers did not care about that. The windows opened and a gun pointed out.

Bang, bang, bang. Both of his legs were shot by the gun. He was screaming on the ground.

The hoodlum who was hiding in the pile of firewood looked pitifully at his comrade's miserable state. His clothes were burnt all over and there were still smoke coming out from his body. He was then shot down. In their hearts, they thanked the eight ancestors for not being with them just now.

They were not happy for long as a foul stench came from the top of their heads. Raising their heads, they saw an unbearably foul fecal juice splattering all over their face. Those who were quick to react quickly lowered their heads. Their necks had been splashed with water. Those who were slow to react had their mouths wide open in a daze. In the end, their faces had been splashed with water!

The hooligans reacted faster than their parched comrades, ducking around the wall like rabbits.

When they were on the street, the villagers' guns were fired again. The lackeys had nowhere to go, and in less than an hour, they were all lying on the street, completely wiped out!

At this moment, he couldn't run out even if he wanted to.

Hundreds and thousands of labourers were blocking the village's exits. The village was already completely surrounded. Let alone them, even a single bird should not be able to fly out!

The bullets in the villagers' guns seemed to have run out. Facing such a dangerous situation, the gunshots stopped!

Outside the village, more and more people gathered, completely blocking the village entrance.

The laborers who seemed to have the upper hand did not dare to enter the village. There were so many people lying on the street. They could clearly see that whoever went over would end up in the same situation as them!

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the Ma Manager got off the truck, changed his jeep into the cross-country jeep and drove towards the village. As they neared the village entrance, a large truck blocked their way and they had no choice but to get off the truck and walk into the village. When they walked past the big truck, a person came out from underneath the truck, startling Ma Manager.

That man was the driver of the truck. His body and head were covered in dirt. His car was at the front and he had already taken two shots from the cannon. He was lucky to be able to escape from death.

He stopped Ma Manager, "I say, Ma Manager, look at how badly I've been bombed. When I came here, I didn't mention this kind of mission, but you guys have to pay up.

Ma Manager did not have the time to care about him, entering the village was his top priority, the driver still wanted to argue, but he was pushed to the side by two strong men. Walking past the truck, Ma Manager deliberately took a look at the front and saw that there was a big hole blown out, the back of the truck had been blown away! He took a deep breath. The driver's luck was damn good too. If he didn't get out of the car, he would be done for. This bunch of people were really f * cking ruthless. They were going to beat him to death!

There was a layer of anger in him. He had to teach them a lesson.

Seeing the manager arrive, the head of the laborers gathered at the village entrance surrounded him. Their task had already been completed. Wasn't it just surrounding the village? They had already tightly blocked every exit in the village!

The leaders reported to the manager while they waited for his next order.

With regards to the actions of the laborers, Ma Manager gave them a high degree of affirmation, and accomplished their mission quite well.

He pushed his way to the village entrance and looked into the village. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

The center of the street was like a battlefield. His body was either lying down or lying down; not a single person was standing.

There was a group of people not far from them. Their bodies were yellow and covered in puddles. Even at the entrance of the village, they could smell a pungent smell!

These people were in a worse state than those who were burnt. They couldn't stand the smell any longer, and they had to do something else that was even more urgent. They had to get rid of the maggots that were crawling on their bodies!

How disgusting!

Ma Manager frowned and asked furiously: "Why didn't you go in to save him?"

The head laborer turned his head to the side. First, when you were distributing the tasks, you said it so clearly, let us guard the village entrance. Secondly, as you can see, the villagers have the real deal, and whoever enters the village will be in trouble. If all the professional thugs are wiped out, what's the point of us going in there?

They did not speak.

The Ma Manager did not have an idea, what should he do? Zhao Chuanqi and Yang Gang were standing beside him, staring at the village. Zhao Chuanqi was looking at a window that was right in front of them. A flame flashed on one of the windows, and he pounced towards Ma Manager, pouncing him to the ground.

Everyone heard the sound of a gunshot. A big fellow beside Ma Manager cried out in pain as he held onto his bloody face.

There were actually snipers lying in ambush in the village.

Ma Manager stood up from the ground, grabbing onto Zhao Chuanqi, not knowing what to say. He was very considerate. Even if he died here, he wouldn't be able to judge a martyr at all. He would only beat his people to death!

He hid behind the labourer and grabbed Zhao Chuanqi, "From now on, you will be by my side. Don't go anywhere. He was still in shock.

In the village, the villagers felt that the situation was grim and were surrounded, although they had gained the upper hand in the first two games and could not afford to waste any time.

The villagers had a card in their hand. Hostages, they were betting everything on this!

The villagers also called the police, but the police said they had sent out the police and that the battle had been going on for almost an hour, yet the police still did not move.

On the other hand, more and more of these people began to gather, sealing off the village.

These people were also wearing police uniforms, but anyone could tell that they weren't police officers.

The villagers were forced to reveal their trump card.

The three hostages that had been taken two days ago had been pulled out.

The Ma Manager was hiding behind the workers' backs. Hearing the commotion in front, he pushed his way to the front and saw that the villagers had appeared. It took them a long time to see the true face of their opponent.

A dozen villagers, holding onto something in their hands, walked towards the lackey who was lying on the ground.

Zhao Chuanqi muttered: "Could it be that they are talking about burning those people with gasoline?!"

Ma Manager trembled. If these people were to be burned to death, he would not be able to escape.

As the villagers got closer, the labourers could see clearly that they were still suppressing three people. One was Old Yang, which was Yang Wei's father, and the other was Old Zheng.

Old Yang and Old Zheng were honest and honest people, they were standing while Fatty Wu was not so lucky. The villagers kicked them from behind and they kneeled on the ground.

A villager raised the plastic bucket in his hands and poured gasoline onto Fatty Wu's head. Fatty Wu shouted loudly, "Gasoline, please don't light it up, my biological grandfathers!"

Fatty Wu knelt on the ground and turned around, kowtowing to the villagers non-stop: "My dear grandfathers, don't nod, my dear grandfathers!"

One of the villagers took out a lighter, grabbed his shoulder and moved him over, making him face the village entrance.

Fatty Wu's body was drenched, and his face was covered in tears.

The laborers' hearts were thumping. He was about to be cremated!

Although they normally hated Fatty Wu to the bones, they couldn't help but feel regret when they saw that he was about to die.

Old Yang and Old Zheng were also drenched in gasoline. They did not have gas on their heads, but they did have gas on their bodies.

The villagers did not give up. They walked towards the wounded lackeys with buckets in their hands, poured a circle of gasoline around them, and poured the rest onto the lackeys! "

The lackey was afraid in his heart, but he still cursed loudly on the surface, acting fierce but looking weak on the inside.

Some of the hooligans were not injured at all, and seeing the villagers come over, they revealed their evil natures. One of the hooligans, seeing the villagers return after pouring gas, suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the villagers.

He had only taken two steps when a "peng" sound came from the top of his head. A gun shot struck the delinquent's neck, causing him to fall to the ground and twitch a few times before he stopped moving.

A lackey cried out loudly, "The elder brother of the nine! Ah Yong is dead! Ah Yong is dead!"

The elder brother of the nine who was hiding under the wall couldn't sit still anymore. Waving his bloodied hands, he rushed out.

None of his brothers dared to move. The elder brother of the nine was knocked down the moment he rushed out, and almost half a Jin of iron sand entered his thigh, making him unable to get up!

The elder brother of the nine was even worse off than them. Even with his hands wrapped up, he could not cover his wounds with his hands as he rolled on the ground in pain and cursed.

When the villagers saw that someone had died, they did not care anymore and shot at The elder brother of the nine who was rolling on the ground.

The iron sand in the dirt gun was stuck in his mouth, causing his tongue to be crushed. His one eye was also blinded by the spear, and his face was covered in blood, while the The elder brother of the nine raised his hand high up in the air, heavily hitting the ground as he fainted.

The laborers and Ma Manager s at the entrance of the village were all terrified, and in the blink of an eye, their two lives disappeared into thin air.

What kind of village is this!? What kind of commoner is this!? The labourers at the entrance of the village started to retreat. Ma Manager held onto Zhao Chuanqi tightly, trying to stop the labourers from retreating, but his tongue seemed to have been knocked out and he was unable to say a word.

He wanted to retreat, but Zhao Chuanqi held onto him tightly, not allowing him to move.

Yang Gang was right beside him, and he saw his father. He grabbed the shield from a commoner whose hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably, and in his other hand he held a baton like a leopard, ready to pounce at any time.

Seeing that all the laborers had retreated, he became anxious. If they all retreated, what would his father do?!

He shouted, "Charge in to save him!"

With that, he ran out. The laborers were stunned and stopped retreating.

When Ma Manager saw that there was someone who really did not care for his life, he activated his Dantian and let out the bravest of roars, "Those who charge into the village will be given a thousand gold coins each! If the overseer charged in with his men, it would cost 10,000 yuan per person! "

There will always be brave men in the midst of great rewards.

10,000 yuan. The head laborer grabbed his shield and rushed towards the village.

The laborers in the back came to their senses. One thousand yuan! They followed him into the village.

The situation that had just been calm was quickly deteriorating. A fierce battle was inevitable as both sides were about to engage in close combat.

Hundreds of civilian workers surged into the narrow street like tidewater. There were only a dozen villagers on the other side. The civilian workers were pouring in from all directions. Their power was so unequal.

However, when the laborers rushed into the village, there was a deafening explosion that was even louder than the previous explosion! It shocked the hot-blooded laborer!