Bei Xiaoya and her team looked at the situation not far away, and hurriedly ran over to help. The situation at the scene became more and more chaotic, Bei Xiaoya and Zhao Jun ran to the back of the crowd to help the old man on the ground up, thinking that they had stepped on him inadvertently when they retreated. Who knew that the old man didn't appreciate it, and picked up the crutch next to him and hit Zhao Jun, looking anxious.

"Kill you soldiers, you who don't understand human nature, I'm going to kill you." The old man stood up with his crutch while scolding, and chased after Zhao Jun tremblingly to continue fighting.

Zhao Jun didn't dare to block too hard, for fear that the inertia would shake him down. The old man did not give up, still beating with a stick. Seeing that Zhao Jun was about to squat on the ground, Bei Xiaoya couldn't look at it, stepped forward and grabbed the crutch in the old man's hand and snatched it back, and threw it aside.

"Are you alright?"

Zhao Jun's glasses were all shattered, and the broken lenses hung on the bridge of Zhao Jun's nose like a layer of frost, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Jun took off his eyes and looked at them under his nose, and then put them back on without care.

His eyes were still blurry when he put it back on, and he took a few steps forward with his hand outstretched, wanting to see if the old man was okay, but he didn't want to let go of the old man without his crutches, and rushed straight at him.

"Old man, these corpses have been specially treated, there is really no way for you to take them back, if you ......." Zhao Jun grabbed the old man's arm and patiently explained, "If you don't handle it well, it is likely to cause a plague, which will kill and injure more people." ”

Where could the old man listen to his explanation, and when he saw that he couldn't beat Zhao Jun, he scolded loudly, "You bastards, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing things?" You keep the dead from being quiet, and they will not spare you as ghosts. ”

Zhao Jun was speechless by his scolding, only grabbed him and sighed. Bei Xiaoya listened very unhappily on the side, she saw the hard work of the soldiers during this time, and now not only did she not get their approval, but she was beaten and abused, how can this not make people angry.

Seeing that the old man was still chattering and scolding, Bei Xiaoya stepped forward and grabbed the old man's arm in three or two steps, and an old man with shaking hands sat on the ground.

"Hey." Zhao Jun saw that the old man had fallen down, and hurriedly wanted to go up to help him, but as soon as the person took a step forward, he was pulled by Bei Xiaoya.

"It's okay, I'm measured." It's not so much that she shook him down, but that she helped him sit on the ground, whether she bumped into Bei Xiaoya naturally had a score in her heart.

The old man sat on the ground and cried with his hands, clapping his thighs and crying, "The soldier has beaten people, come and see, the soldier has beaten the old man." ”

"You!" Bei Xiaoya was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and the villagers in the back row heard that the soldiers were beating people, and they swarmed over and surrounded Zhao Jun and Bei Xiaoya.

Afraid that the angry villagers would hurt Bei Xiaoya, Zhao Jun hurriedly escorted her behind him, and explained anxiously, "We didn't beat him, you calm down." ”

The villagers are worried that they have not caught the fault of the soldiers, and if they are willing to let this opportunity go. They indiscriminately pointed at Zhao Jun and reprimanded, "Why are you beating the old man, do you still have a conscience?" He is the only old man left in his family, how can you bear to do it. ”

They pointed and narrowed the circle as they spoke, and after a while, Zhao Jun and the others were surrounded in a small circle, and Bei Xiaoya was quickly punched in the back.

"You can't hit anyone, stop it." Zhao Jun blocked Bei Xiaoya with his hand, and shouted without giving up.

The villagers not only did not stop, but the more fierce they became. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that she is still a refugee who has just experienced a disaster, Bei Xiaoya was beaten several times, but she still endured it and did not fight back.

"How can you do this, stop it, hit me if you want to, what is it to beat a girl." Zhao Jun saw that the villagers couldn't persuade him, so he pointed the finger at himself.

When the villagers heard him shout like this, they also felt that it was inappropriate to beat one, not to mention that the girl was also wearing the same clothes as them, and she didn't look like a member of the team.

Soon, all the fists beckoned to Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun couldn't lift his head after being beaten, and he still didn't forget to block Bei Xiaoya.

"If you don't return the body to us today, we'll fight with you." A villager shouted.

"Fight."

"I'll fight for you."

"Give us back the body."

Other villagers echoed it, and the situation at the scene became more and more chaotic, and more and more villagers lost their minds. Some people just came to pay homage at first, but when they saw this situation, they felt that they had joined in. There are also some people who are not right-minded, and when they see this chaotic situation, they actually stand on a high place and start a coax.

The family members in the family courtyard also arrived at this time, because they did not dare to approach because they saw that the situation was chaotic. I just watched from afar, and I was very worried about the soldiers.

"Sister-in-law didn't come, what should we do next?"

Because the instructor's family was pregnant, it was not suitable to appear on such an occasion, so she did not follow. The family members are usually used to her as the main thing, but now that she is gone, the family members are like headless flies, and they don't know how to intervene if they want to help.

"How can they beat people?" A family member cried bitterly when he saw his man being beaten on the head with a wooden stick by a villager, "Why are these people so unreasonable, we still get up early to prepare these things." After she finished speaking, she threw the basket in her hand on the ground, and squatted on the ground in anger and cried. The family members next to her hurriedly put down the things in their hands and came over to comfort her.

More and more soldiers were beaten, some very badly. But no one took a step back, the rampaging villagers were still stopped at the wire, and no one crossed the line.

"Get out of the way, we won't stop if we don't exchange the corpse today." A strong-looking villager shouted loudly with a shovel in his hand. The other villagers seemed to have found their backbone, and under his call, they fought the soldiers more together.

"Together, we snatched the bodies back and laid our loved ones to the ground." The strong villager continued to agitate, looking like a leader in an uprising.

"Grab it back. Grab it back. The villagers chimed in.

The originally chaotic villagers seemed to have turned into an organized team, and under the leadership of the villagers, they launched waves of attacks on the soldiers in an orderly manner.

The villagers found that the soldiers did not fight back, and their fists and tools became more and more daring. As if venting their personal anger, some people did not take the soldier's body seriously at all, and only took the object and hit it violently.

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