bayedsolid Chapter 805: Find a Chicken to Kill
Chapter 805: Find a Chicken to Kill
Chapter 805: Find a Chicken to Kill
Ma Weiren shouted anxiously: "Stop, stop, what do you want to do?"
He didn't want to get into a conflict, but he also didn't want to see his front door being torn down.
In the cab of the excavator, there was a fat man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a cigarette in his mouth.
Hearing the shout, he glanced at Ma Weiren indifferently.
Then he stepped on the accelerator.
Buzz~
The roar of the engine suddenly became louder.
Hit the shovel with great force.
The gatehouse and its dilapidated and rusty iron gate collapsed toward the outside.
The onlookers screamed in fear and retreated quickly.
Boom~
Bang~
The gatehouse and the iron gate fell to the ground.
The dust rolled up and rushed towards Ma Weiren.
Cough cough cough cough~
Ma Weiren was buried in the dust and kept coughing. When the dust settled, his hair and eyebrows had turned completely white.
There was also a thin layer of dust on his body.
It looks like a statue in an abandoned temple, dirty.
cough cough cough ~
Heh~Pah~
Ma Weiren spat out dusty saliva and yelled at the excavator driver, "What are you doing? Who told you to demolish my house?!"
stop!!!"
The driver showed disdain on his face and pointed his thumb to the south. His thumb was pointing at a middle-aged man in his fifties.
He said in a somewhat ruffian tone, "Don't fucking talk to me. Talk to my boss if you have anything to say!"
Ma Weiren turned his head and when he saw the man, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Zhang Chuanlu!
Sure enough it was him!
The anger that was suppressed in his heart suddenly surged up. Zhang Jiangang came to the house and beat his father to death. Ye Changqing avenged him.
I didn’t expect that my father hasn’t been buried yet.
He's here again!
They were actually trying to tear down the house! He wanted to pick up a brick from the ground and hit Zhang Chuanlu on the head.
He glanced at the bricks on the ground, but still held back.
I kept telling myself in my heart: "Hold on, I must bury my father. Nothing in the world is more important than burying my father."
Seeing that Ma Weiren was silent, Zhang Chuanlu spoke up, "Boy, how did my son and my daughter die?
You'd better explain it to me!"
Yesterday, it was already dark.
He suddenly received a notice to go to the police station to collect the bodies of his son and daughter, and he thought he had heard it wrong.
My son's career is booming.
He is an important figure in the entire county.
Even the county leaders would be polite to his son. His daughter was even more extraordinary. Although she married a man a few years older than him and it was his second marriage, he had a high status.
He's a big shot in the district.
Ever since his daughter married his son-in-law, his business has been going smoothly.
Some people even rushed to give him money.
The scenery is infinite.
He feels that these years are the proudest years of his life.
Suddenly someone asked him to collect the bodies of his son and daughter, and he simply couldn't accept it.
He didn't believe his son and daughter would die.
When he rushed to the police station and saw the bodies of his son and daughter, he felt like he was going crazy and anxiously took out his phone to call his son-in-law.
Unexpectedly, the call didn't go through, and the police told him that his son-in-law was also dead.
He felt as if the sky had fallen. His closest children were dead, and his son-in-law, whom he relied on, was also dead.
He asked the police how his daughter died and why his son-in-law died.
The police all said they didn’t know. No matter who you asked, they all gave the same answer: they didn’t know.
In desperation, he found Director Wei, who only told him one sentence.
This is a secret, a Class A secret. Not to mention that he is a small businessman, even the city is not qualified to know about it.
He was dumbfounded.
Finally, he knelt down and begged Director Wei to reveal some information. He wanted to know whether it was a vendetta or something else.
Director Wei told him that all three of them had broken the law and even if they were alive, they would not escape being shot.
That was all I said, and when I asked anything else, they said nothing. Finally, they had to take the body away and freeze it at the funeral home.
He felt somewhat unwilling, and he always felt that he needed to do something for them.
Then he made more than a dozen phone calls, trying to use his connections to find out who had killed the three people.
After decades of friendship, they finally found out something: all three people had an accident at Ma Weiren's house.
He wanted to investigate further, but then someone informed him.
Let him demolish the homestay next to Majiazhuang.
Tear down the enclosure walls and return the original land to the original farmers.
My daughter died, and the land and house I invested in will be lost too.
He was unwilling to accept this, so he finally asked someone he knew to ask why the land had to be returned and what the problem was.
After passing through the hall, I got the news that the farmers in Majiazhuang wanted to farm and wanted to get their land back.
He realized that the villagers must have been causing trouble collectively and things had gotten out of hand, otherwise it wouldn't have gotten to this point.
But he didn't want to return it.
It cost nearly 100 million yuan to build the homestay, and it is an important place for connecting elites from all walks of life.
He was unwilling to tear it down.
There is also land enclosed by a wall.
Nowadays, agricultural land cannot be converted into commercial land. A factory is willing to buy the enclosed land and has offered 200 million yuan.
He didn't agree to sell.
His goal is to sell 400 million in four years.
This was all money, and he was unwilling to just return it to the farmers of Majiazhuang.
Finally, after consulting with several people, they concluded that the farmers in Majiazhuang were causing trouble, and someone had reported the matter to the higher authorities. If they wanted to keep the B&B and the land, they had to intimidate the villagers of Majiazhuang.
So that they dare not cause trouble.
If you want to achieve your goal, the best way is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
To deter other farmers in Majiazhuang.
Because his son, daughter, and son-in-law all died in Ma Weiren's house, he finally decided to choose Ma Weiren as the chicken to show to the monkey.
So this morning, they came down with a large machine and a few men.
How did you die?
Ma Weiren was a little surprised. He didn't even know how Zhang Chuanlu died?
If so, that's easy to do.
Dad's funeral should go smoothly.
He shook his head: "I don't know."
Zhang Chuanlu's face was grim. He took a step forward and asked with an imposing manner, "It happened in your house.
If you don’t know, who knows?”
Seeing this, Ye Changqing took a step forward.
He wanted to tell Zhang Chuanlu about the matter. The person he killed could come to him to solve the problem, and it should not affect Ma Xiangfu's burial.
Ma Weiren was startled when he saw Ye Changqing stand up, and he spoke first in a hurry: "My father was beaten to death by your son. I was crying so hard that I was dizzy, and then I heard a few gunshots.
Then they fell.
I don't know what happened exactly.
If you want to know, ask the police!"
Ye Changqing was overtaken by Ma Weiren to speak, and subconsciously looked at Ma Weiren. Ma Weiren frowned and winked at him.
He felt that it would be more appropriate for him to take the matter over and resolve it with Zhang Chuanlu alone.
But seeing that Ma Weiren's eyes were full of pleading, the words on the tip of his tongue never came out.
Bear with it!
Keep on enduring!
Ask the police?
Zhang Chuanlu was furious, gritting his teeth and snarling at Ma Weiren: "I'm just asking you, did this happen in your house?"
Ma Weiren frowned and said, "It's no use asking me, I don't know.
I knew it, your son shot my dad!"
The people around immediately started talking.
"I heard gunshots yesterday, and it turned out that Zhang Jiangang had shot and killed Ma Xiangfu.
God!
The son beat the father to death, so why is he so confident in demolishing the father's house?
"Shh, don't say anything. They are just bullies. They have money and connections. We ordinary people can't afford to offend them."
"But this is too bullying. I've never seen anything like this."
"Our land was bought by someone at a low price. Didn't you experience that?"
"Don't mention that. Forget it. I won't talk about it anymore. It makes me feel uncomfortable when I mention it."
……
Zhang Chuanlu heard the faint sound of discussion and turned to look over. The villagers who were whispering to each other immediately shut up.
The surroundings suddenly became much quieter.
Zhang Chuanlu snorted in frustration this time, then turned to Ma Weiren and said, "Let's not worry about how my son and daughter died.
One more thing, did you report me for illegally occupying land?
Report illegal land occupation? Ma Weiren was confused: "When did I report it?"
Zhang Chuanlu snorted coldly and said, "If you hadn't reported it, why would my son come to your house?
Why did my son kill your father and not someone else's father?"
Ma Weiren gritted his teeth when he heard this, and the anger in his chest was boiling, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
He always thought that Zhang Chuanlu was just greedy for money and was a businessman who would do anything to make money.
Now I think Zhang Chuanlu is a beast!
No one except an animal can say such words!
He was so angry that he forgot to endure it and roared: "Zhang Chuanlu, I just got out of prison yesterday, I don’t have time to report you.
Your son killed my father because he was a beast, so he deserved to die!"
Zhang Chuanlu was stunned for a moment and thought about it. Ma Weiren had just been released from prison and seemed to have no time to report.
But I thought of my own homestay and the enclosed land.
He made up his mind that no matter whether it was Ma Weiren who reported it or not, he would find a chicken and kill it to warn other villagers in the village.
Now that the courtyard wall has been demolished, this chicken must be Ma Weiren!
Thinking of this, a fierce expression appeared on his face: “Ma Weiren, stop acting.
It must be you. Who else but you would dare to report it?
Keep demolishing!
Tear down his house for me!"
After saying that, he shouted orders to the two drivers of the forklifts.
Buzz~
Buzz~~~
Buzz~ The diesel engine of the bulldozer roared like an angry beast. Its tracks pressed the dilapidated iron gate and the bricks fallen on the ground, and it roared into the yard.
When they arrived in front of the mourning shed, two large iron vehicles descended and landed towards the shed.
Under the mourning shed, Ma Xiangfu lay quietly in an ice coffin.
There was a plate of fruits and vegetables on the altar, as well as a small tripod with a stick of incense in it, and smoke was curling around it.