Northeast Road, in the northeast of Huaxia Country, is exactly the winter solstice.

Last night there was a nationwide snowfall, and it was covered with a thick layer.

Still not stopping, the sky was overcast, and the goose feathers and snow fluttered, covering everything white.

Ordinary people will never go out without anything.

Pedestrians on the road are crooked, and there is no normal walking.

The thick snow creaked and creaked when stepped on, adding to the cold taste.

Exhale and let out a long run.

Standing on the land of Northeast Road, Wuji felt that he was too different.

Everyone wore hats, but he was bald, like a fool.

The stone pillar on the other side also felt wrong, carrying the Sky Cutting Blade in his hand, and there was always a sense of a bandit's sight.

"All right, give me your weapons and keep them for you. Go to the Liao Mansion first, the main members of the Liao family should all be there! Then go to his house!"

Su Ming looked at the direction, Har City was really cold, and the cold wind blowing on his body, if it wasn't for a martial artist, he would definitely be frozen.

He was wearing a tweed coat, which looked too unusual.

After saying that, he beckoned the two of them to spread out their bodies and go to the Liao Building.

The Liao Building, a landmark building in Harr, is 35 storeys tall and stands tall in the center of the city.

Even if Liao Jun, the head of the Liao family, died, and the eldest heir also died, there was still Liao Qing's second son, who was in charge of the company.

It's just that now that the crisis is getting step by step, there will be people who will come out to interfere in various businesses.

In the past, no matter who it was, it should be invisible, do whatever it wants, and no one dared to come forward.

When Su Ming and the three of them rushed to the gate of the Liao family, the scene they saw changed dramatically.

Standing at the door close to 200 people, shivering with cold, even if some people were wearing military coats and some were wearing down jackets, it still didn't work.

"Liao Ming, you come out for me and pay back our hard-earned money! If the project money is not given, how can we celebrate the New Year!"

"Liao Ming, you can do well, settle the wages for us. Can't I kneel down for you? My mother is hospitalized and waiting for her salary to be cured!"

"People from the Liao family, you come out to be in charge. We owe us three years of demolition money, and if you don't give us no place to rent a house!"

The people here are all people who ask for accounts.

It's not the project money, it's the demolition money, the resettlement fee, the mortgage money, etc., all here.

One by one, they shivered from the cold, and kept stomping their feet, but it was difficult to alleviate anything.

"Amitabha! The Buddha said, the devil should go to hell! The angry eyes of King Kong want to enforce the law!"

Monk Wuji, who saw this scene, whispered the Buddha's name, the Buddha's light flashed in his eyes, his body was straight, and his fists were clenched.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect to encounter this scene!"

When Shi Zhu saw this scene, he couldn't wait to take action immediately and kill everyone in the Liao family.

Looking at their pitiful appearance, their hands are covered with calluses, and their faces are weathered, they are all people who have suffered from the pain of life.

How similar to his mother.

"Let Jean, let Jean, what's the use of coming every day! If you have evidence, go to the Public Security Bureau to sue us!"

"Get out immediately, our chairman's family is coming out, don't give me eye medicine!"

"Grass you, follow up and roll the calf, whoever owes money, immediately find someone else. The Liao family never owes money!"

Just as Su Ming was about to go in, the security room at the gate opened, and a group of people wearing black coats, hats, and baseball bats came out of it.

There were about thirty of them, knocking on the door one by one, shouting loudly, and slowly opening the stretch door.

"I have no money, and I can't live anyway, so I'm fighting with you!"

An old man with a torn coat picked up the bricks on the ground and smashed them at the security guard.

"Grass you, don't give money, you will die here today, and the New Year will be celebrated soon. I'm not having a good time, and you don't want to be good!"

There were also young men, with chilblains on their faces, who raised their shovels and slapped them out.

Only those who didn't talk much dared to take up arms and fight with the bodyguards standing in front, while the rest of the more people were full of fear and horror, and strode backwards.

They dare not imagine how such a change could occur.

"Dare to hit people, you are impatient!"

"Grass, only the Liao family has ever beaten people, who dares to move a finger of the Liao family and beat me hard!"

As soon as a dozen or so rebels raised their weapons, there were grumpy security guards, yelling at their men to attack!

Hearing the order, almost all the security guards raised their sticks and smashed the two monks hard.

Their attacks have no intention of showing mercy to their subordinates at all, and they are extremely fierce and unbearable.

More than twenty people attacked ten people, and in less than two blows, all of them were lying on the ground.

The snow was stained red with blood, and it was shocking to seep in.

"Stop, stop!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, you're going to die!"

"Whoever! Can't we go?"

"What are you hiding, there are so many of us, fight with them!"

Seeing that there were injuries, many people at the scene went crazy and shouted loudly.

There are hot-blooded young people, picking up weapons around them, and some people leading the crowd, ready to fight with many security guards.

The whole scene was chaotic, with shouts, wails, and frightened pleas.

"You are all sluts, if you don't beat you, you don't know why society is black, get out of here!"

There was a security leader, holding a loudspeaker, and the stick in his hand was snapping and roaring.

Looking at him, he is far more awesome than the leader, leading his security guards, breaking up the crowd, and cleaning up the injured people on the ground.

The speed is so fast, the division of labor is clear, and it seems that this kind of thing is often done.

Along the way, it's unimaginable.

Su Ming held up his mobile phone and broadcast the whole situation live.

Tens of millions of fans gathered in an instant.

Seeing such a tragic situation, everyone scolded and almost rushed over to fight with them.

"Didi......"

At this moment, a Lexus off-road car behind it drove quickly at a speed of 60 miles in the snow.

Even when he saw the injured person, he didn't mean to slow down at all, and pressed him directly.

Or is it their instinct to survive, and they quickly dodge the oppression.

"What are you doing to eat, you haven't cleared a way yet, do you want to get mixed up? Hurry up, let's go to dinner!"

Seeing that there was still a lot of people in front of him, Ling Zhi lowered the car window, and the people inside shouted loudly.

The speed has slowed down, but the momentum is more ferocious.

A Cadillac in the back, a big Jeep, a Porsche, and indeed an off-road vehicle, rumble.

It seems that the whole family should go out to eat and yell at the security guards.

"Master Liao, clean it up immediately! Immediately! You haven't eaten, hit me, beat me hard!"

The leader of the security guard, bowed his head, and then his face was full of angry red, exhaling, and roaring loudly.

In an instant, the entire crowd retreated three meters backwards, and it was difficult to get close again.

Clear a way out.

"Hurry up!"

Ling Zhi, who was the leader, saw that there were still a few people left in the crowd, and he had already started and rushed over.

Seeing it hit a migrant worker

(End of chapter)