The mass grave was the former name of this place. Ωヤ看圕閣免费費槤載ノ亅、哾閲讀網メ ... Since the late Qing Dynasty, I don't know when, this place has become a burial ground for lonely souls and wild ghosts.

During the Republic of China, the warlords fought each other, you sang and I appeared, the city changed the king's flag, and the big fat meat of the dripping oil in the Modu Beach was something that anyone wanted to gnaw, and various foreign and domestic forces were entangled together like that twist.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes in ancient times, in order to compete for territory and seize the wharf pipe, all forces are killed here.

In those days when human life was not as cheap as dogs, countless people were put into sacks and thrown directly into the Huangpu River to feed crabs, and thrown into mass graves for wild dogs to bite and eat.

I don't know how many lonely ghosts are buried in this place.

This city has also left Jin Feng with too many memories.

When it rained, the road was seriously congested with water, so Jin Feng and the Seventh Ancestor got out of the car and walked to take a shortcut.

When passing by a place, Jin Feng stopped, quietly and silently looking at the old cement building that was dripping with guns and bullets.

That's a four-row warehouse.

When the devils broke into the demon capital, Deputy Commander Xie Jinyuan led 800 soldiers to stick to this warehouse and fought with the devils who were several times their size for four days and five nights, and finally retreated safely.

In order to take this place, the devils even used planes and tanks, and there was no inch left.

After this battle, 800 warriors became famous all over the world.

The six-storey, sturdy reinforced concrete building is now scarred and still stands tall in the midst of a bustling world-class metropolis for more than half a century.

Later, these 800 warriors retreated to the public concession, and Dongyinggou chased them into the concession to arrest these soldiers, and some of them were escorted to the Papua New Guinea concentration camp, where countless deaths were lost.

It wasn't until many years later that he was able to return home.

Jin Feng let go of the black umbrella and quietly looked at the right side of the ruins, revealing a touch of emotion.

In those days, it was the Public Concession.

Because the Sixing Warehouse was next to the Public Concession, the devils at that time were not as crazy as they were later, and they did not dare to use artillery to attack.

In those four days and five nights of fierce battles, the Gallic chickens of the Public Concession and the reporters of the Empire on which the sun never sets sat on the top floor of the hotel, drinking coffee while watching the attack of the devils and the resistance of the Shenzhou soldiers.

Every time a devil dies, they will also write it down, and every time a devil dies here, they will also write it down, and they are completely a spectator.

Back then, there was such a nest in China!

This is also Jin Feng's biggest regret.

I missed the most difficult years of the National War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and I also missed the glorious era of personally driving the powers out of Shenzhou.

Those of us who are alive have no right to say forgiveness for our dead ancestors.

In the drizzle, an old man took a child's hand and came to the side of the memorial square on crutches, silently put down a bouquet of flowers, and then took the child's hand and slowly left.

This scene fell into Jin Feng's eyes, and Jin Feng couldn't help but smile with relief.

The soul of the nation has been passed down from generation to generation.

Seeing this scene, enough is enough.

Walking to the demolition block, Jin Feng VII Wei Hengqing and several people were already soaked with mud, but they didn't care.

Bai Xiao and Peng Ping have already set up a stall, and even if they go under the knife, they have to do an appraisal.

The community and neighborhood office took Jin Feng and began to go door-to-door to negotiate conditions with the nail households.

After half a circle, the Seventh Ancestor simply had the urge to kill.

Nima is my own brother, honest and good-talking, good to bully, right?

It is said that demolition and relocation make you rich, you want to get rich and rich, this wants to be the top ten richest people in the magic capital.

A 50-square-meter house dares to pay three for one, and you have to move in with your bags, and you have to solve your pension insurance, and you have to solve the work of your forty-year-old bachelor son, and the salary cannot be less than 20,000 oceans per month.

My Nima, your son is just a part-time worker......

It's funny.

My brother Jin Jiajun's general manager is only 10,000 yuan a month, and the gold medal fighter Yang Congcong is only less than 9,000 yuan.

What the?

If you don't agree, you won't sign. Do you want to sue my brother?

My uncle!

hat*？！

How much do you want for this broken house?

300 million!?

Fuck me!

Hearing the offer of this family, the seventh ancestor was completely *.

This family only has one floor of a small bungalow in the Republic of China, and the other three floors are all illegal buildings built by the family themselves later, and the total area of a four-story building does not exceed 130 square meters.

That is, such a big and small house, the head of the household offers 100 million!

Right!

Don't move back to the house, don't want any other compensation, just cash soft sister paper.

One-time buyout at a fixed price!

100 million soft sister paper.

Pay the money with one hand and hand over the house with the other!

One point less, no way!

If this one is just asking for too high a price, then the next one will simply refresh the three views of the Seventh Ancestor.

"Come and give me the whole eight magic capital hukou first, I want to go to Huangpu, so that my grandson can go to the experimental primary school. ”

"Give me two more guaranteed places at Modu University. All the way to graduate students. ”

"During the demolition period, we will live in the Didu Mountain chain hotel, one room per person, until the resettlement house is accepted. ”

"And the rice pipe!"

"The most important thing is the one-to-three ratio. ”

"Also, the house must be oriented north-south, not on the eighteenth floor, not on the thirteenth floor......"

"By the way, you can't be neighbors with anyone. If it's in the same building with him, we won't sign this demolition. ”

When the Seventh Ancestor heard this, the green tendons on his head immediately bulged.

The depressed Seventh Ancestor couldn't stand it and walked outside, just when he met Wei Hengqing, he followed the phone and nodded like a grandson slave with a smiling face, and kept comforting and saying yes in a gentle voice.

Finally put down the phone, Wei Hengqing listened to the nagging of the seventh ancestor and smiled: "This pediatrician." There is something even more bizarre than that. ”

"Asked to be escorted to Harvard. ”

The eyes of the Seventh Ancestor puffed up when he heard it!

"There are also those who ask their bosses to send them to work at the United Nations without even knowing all the letters. ”

The Seventh Ancestor gasped on the spot!

"And ...... A 180-pound eldest sister who asked to be the boss's secretary. ”

Burst!

The Seventh Ancestor was immediately stupid.

Wei Hengqing touched his slightly pale temples, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and scolded a.

In the next second, Wei Hengqing's phone rang, and when he looked at the phone number, Wei Hengqing's facial features were twisted, but it was a gentle answer.

"Hey, Aunt Cheng, you know, you say...... I listened to the pinching ......"

The human heart and humanity were vividly demonstrated in this big battle of demolition, revealing all the bottom lines of morality to the bottom.

After a while, when Jin Feng came down, the Seventh Ancestor approached Jin Feng and asked softly, but Jin Feng said lightly.

"Life is like a monastic path, everything has to be experienced. ”

"He hits him, I hit mine. ”

The Seventh Ancestor followed Jin Feng and asked, "This is to be used to build a relics temple...... If it can't be demolished, won't this temple be finished?"

Jin Feng grinned: "Calm." ”

"Someone will come and clean them up. ”

Hearing this, the Seventh Ancestor suddenly stabilized and smiled.

After walking one by one for a morning, I encountered a lot of strange things, but most of the nail households were still reasonable and easy to talk.

But this is very reasonable, and there are a lot of super strange things in it.

Some people took a cloisonne imitation of the Republic of China and asked Jin Feng to give a certificate of the Qianlong Dynasty.

Some took more than a dozen unpopular calligraphy and paintings on the table, and asked Jin Feng to stamp an appreciation stamp.

Others are even more incredible.

As soon as Jin Feng entered the house, he was photographed with his mobile phone to the end.

The person holding the mobile phone was Wu Jingyi, a girl in her twenties.

Wu Jingyi, who looks good with general makeup, is the anchor of a certain platform, but her voice is very sweet.

"Come and see all of you, this is Jin Feng's handsome guy!"

"He came to our house today to discuss the demolition, and I have been waiting for him for a long time. ”

"Come on, come on, handsome guy Jin Feng greets my old irons. ”

"Friends who are new to the live broadcast room, please pay attention, don't get lost. ”

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