Nian Dafu stood in front of a dilapidated tube building with his hands crossed, and looked proudly at the three or five subordinates in front of the gate of the tube building holding the guy who refused to relocate.

Since he came out more than ten years ago, he has participated in such a person's money to eliminate disasters for others more than ten times, and he has led the team two or three times, and this kind of thing has never failed in this small Y County boundary. After all, what do you say, hooligans are not terrible, they are afraid that hooligans are educated, and the legal basis for demolition and relocation has long been prepared, and it is not within their scope to go to court, as long as they don't kill and maim people on their side, they will basically catch two of the top junior brothers in the end for a year and a half, and most of them are slow.

Holding a cigarette crookedly, Nian Dafu spat on thick phlegm, and said viciously: "The surname Chen, don't be embarrassed, we are all reasonable people......"

Bloodshot, angry eyes reflected a big man with a big waist and a round waist, 1.85 meters tall, with an airplane head on his head that was almost as thick as his neck, and a few green dragons tattooed with a few green dragons under his neck and almost all kinds of folds under his neck, exuding a strange smell of sweat mixed with inferior perfume.

raised his big hairy hand wearing a gold watch and clenched it into a fist full of green tendons: "I have already made up two suites for you, 100 square meters, much stronger than your broken building!" If you want to know each other, just get out of here, maybe the above will give you two more sets if you are in a good mood, and if you don't know each other, you won't say anything about it, maybe you won't want to get those two sets. ”

"I'll give you three more minutes, you give me a good idea to think through, move or not!"

The response was a bloodshot spit.

Not to mention that the price of those two apartments can't match the price of this building, even if it can, there are still things here that can't be measured by money at all - that is, feelings and memories, which are left by their deceased parents, and they can't be bought back with any amount of money.

Chen Zhixun, who promised to keep this family business before his parents died, struggled and almost gritted his teeth: "Don't think about it, don't think I don't know, your ......"

A slap in the face brought his words to an abrupt end.

"Beat me hard until I'm served! Be careful not to kill or cripple, you can play as you please! ”

Behind him, there was a scream that pierced the sky.

Whistling and lighting a Chinese cigarette, Nian Dafu walked around with brisk steps.

What a good piece of land, just in the city, there is a park in the west, the clear L River flowing in the east, a few streets to the south to the bustling area of the county center, 2 kilometers north is the exit of the expressway, and there are buses directly to the high-speed rail station passing through the county.

With the increasing investment, industrial transfer and policy inclination in the development of the northern region of Shangyue Province in recent years, coupled with the fact that Y County has been vigorously developing the tourism resources of the nearby karst-like mountainous areas in recent years, this land will make a lot of money in the future, whether it is to build a hotel or a villa area.

How can this ugly tower continue to stand here? Coercion must be used to pull out everything that stands in the way of getting rich!

As for whether it will be found and poked out, Nian Dafu has also considered it but is not worried, because firstly, this small county is far away from the emperor of the sky, and he is the head snake with a home advantage, and secondly, it is now working time, and this area will play Weibo and WeChat Circle of Friends These self-media people have gone to work, and only some old men and old ladies who can't keep up with the times are at home, even if they call the police, they have already taken care of it, so they don't have to worry at all.

Listening to Chen Zhixun's screams, it seems that it is the most beautiful music.

He was in a good mood now, turning a corner and leaning against the wall as he licked his fingers and hummed in a way of enjoying the fog until one of the disappointing creatures knocked the cigarette in his mouth to the ground.

"X, don't you have long eyes!"

"Be careful......

Zhong Heng, who was walking and thinking, rubbed his forehead that was hit painfully, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a fierce face occupying his field of vision.

Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the corner of the half-demolished building, and finally Heng saw a man with a bloody face being pressed to the ground by two gangsters from behind, another gangster-like guy slapping him with a leather shoe in front of him, and two or three thugs standing around him with cigarettes in their mouths or crossed their arms crookedly around him.

From the voice and appearance, Zhong Heng recognized who that person was at a glance:

His landlord Chen Zhixun, Zhongheng usually calls him Brother Chen.

Chen Zhixun is in his 30s, a local, his family was in business earlier, but he went bankrupt more than ten years ago, and his parents from the countryside have little education to find other ways to make a living, and they are no longer willing to go back to farming.

After his parents passed away a few years ago, Chen Zhixun inherited this tube building and continued to collect rent, until Zhongheng and other students were taken by the professor to Y County for field practice and rented his house in the summer vacation of their junior year.

Zhong Heng, whose thoughts returned to reality, looked at the face of this fierce and vicious man, and then looked at Chen Zhixun, who was being beaten in the distance, and instantly understood what was going on:

Forced demolition, when he was looking for Chen Zhixun to rent a house a while ago, he heard him say that this place was going to be demolished, so Chen Zhixun also persuaded Zhong Heng not to rent.

"Who are you, you don't walk long!" Nian Dafu rubbed his nose, which was hit a little painfully, and roared. He was also taken aback by Zhong Heng, and at the same time secretly suspected in his heart who this kid was, wouldn't he be a reporter, if it wasn't okay, if it was, then he wouldn't mind......

"Poof—"

Before he could think clearly, there was another concussive pain in his nose, accompanied by a strong smell of blood that penetrated deep into the pain nerves.

Before he got the insect template, he didn't dare to make a move on a rogue leader like Nian Dafu with 10,000 guts, but now, with the final balance of power and capital, not to mention that the landlord brother who is not bad to himself is being humiliated, he can't swallow this breath, even from the perspective of his own interests - if this place is demolished, where will he live?

Although Chen Zhixun's family has no culture, he respects cultural people very much - this is the reason why he rented a few houses in this building to Professor Wu and Zhongheng and other students at the beginning, and it is precisely with this relationship that Zhongheng can now rent a house of more than 40 square meters at a price of 400 yuan, plus the water and electricity bills and network fees are 600.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

After so many years of mixing in the underworld, Nian Dafu has never seen this kind of person who does it without saying anything when he meets, and he is carried away by the pain, and he secretly thinks that he must make this guy who does it to himself pay the price later.

A shiny switchblade was taken out of his pocket, and the light reflected from the blade could even stun Zhong Heng's eyes, but he didn't hide or dodge, just stood in place, shook the fist that he had just swung out a little painfully, and showed a weird smile to Nian Dafu.

Beside him, ten golden-ringed wasps were hovering in the air, their scarlet compound eyes permeated with a strong killing intent.

What is this stupid boy going to do?

Nian Dafu couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Before he could figure it out or make another move, a sharp pain came from his right hand that seemed to have been pierced by a red-hot nail.

"Ahh

With a scream, the switchblade fell to the ground, and Nian Dafu's right hand instantly became red and swollen with a large bag, which was a masterpiece left by a golden-ringed wasp like a bullet that swept over the poisonous bee tail, bringing swelling and burning pain.

Then this sharp pain bloomed all over Nian Dafu's body, and before he could figure out what was going on, he had not yet recovered from the severe pain in his right hand, and he was hit twice on the Adam's apple and green tendons on his neck, and three times on both temples and eyelids, as if the sharp pain in his throat was filled with a pot of boiling water and directly abolished his ability to speak.

"Whew-" Holding his swollen throat with his hand, the screams of the young man turned into the moans of the toad during mating, and he collapsed to the ground and kicked his feet twitching.

He only now figured out what he had encountered—the bees that attacked him were controlled by the kid in front of him!

How can there be such power in this world? Could it be that he is a superpower?

Nian Dafu, whose worldview collapsed, didn't understand, and he didn't have time to understand, and in an instant, two golden-ringed wasps swept by, and the bee sting stung directly on his eyeballs, as if the bloody color of a bomb detonated in his sight directly completely ruined his vision, even if he went to the hospital for treatment now, he was destined to be blind when his eyeballs were stung.

Along with the loss of vision and the severe pain, he fell into dizziness and confusion, and the brain senses swirled like the world, and Nian Dafu felt like he had been thrown into a washing machine that was spinning at a high speed, and the sharp pain of broken bones in the upside-down rotation brought about by the sharp pain of his whole body, as well as the suffocation of breathlessness. He waved his hands in the air, and he also slapped vigorously with his hands, scratching his throat and face with severe pain, and the huge force even grabbed his skin out of the blood trenches, revealing scarlet flesh.

But it was all in vain, the swift bodies of the wasps could not have been hit by his haphazard blows, and the almost inaudible sound of bees stabbing into the flesh was echoed one after another, and each attack of the wasp's stinger would fall on the eyes, temples, carotid arteries, or the back of the head.

The stings of the wasps are not like bees that can only be used once, but can be used repeatedly, but after dozens of stings from the ten golden-ringed wasps, the venom was also exhausted, and they coldly glanced at the young man who collapsed to the ground and convulsed.

More than ten minutes later, the thugs who were beating Chen Zhixun were there.

"You two go to the boss and ask him what he can do if this kid doesn't recruit him?" A bastard.

"Well, okay, I'll go right away." The other thug said, pulling out his phone from his bosom.

"Didi......"

After dozens of echoes, there was no response.

"Where's the boss?"

"No one answered the phone."

"Let's go find it ourselves, he probably didn't hear it, it should be around here."

"Listen, what is that sound?"

"What's that?!"

A dark cloud of golden-ringed wasps was coming at them.