Chapter 142: Your Son Is Dead
[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. As the so-called ten miles of different days, the urban area of Menghua City is a sunny day with high clouds and light autumn breezes, but Baijiang County, which is only a few dozen kilometers away, is overcast and sparsely rained.
Zhang Yuxia sat on the wet mud floor in front of her house with her hair fluffy. In her arms, she was holding a middle-aged man covered in blood and mud, tears and rain mixed together. She bit her lip and said nothing, but stared with extremely resentful eyes at the few well-dressed young men with dyed hair smoking cigarettes around them.
The young man in a dark suit and glasses came to Zhang Yuxia's side with a cigarette pupil, stared at her condescendingly, and said with a very sorry look: "Hey, I knew why bother now!" shook his head helplessly, and then said: "If you agree to transfer the fishing ground to me now, I will immediately send someone to send Lao Miao to the hospital." Looking at the way he looks, he really can't last long. Tsk, look at this bloodstream, it's almost like a river!"
The blood that flowed from Miao Youhou's body mixed with the rain was slowly flowing in the wet mud under him and Zhang Yuxia.
"Phew!" Zhang Yuxia spat at the foam, stared at the young man viciously, and gritted her teeth and scolded: "You can't die well!"
He looked very sven, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Yuxia's shoulder, kicking her to the ground along with Miao Youhou, "Don't test the patience of Young Master Ben!" After that, he kicked the husband and wife again.
And around the surroundings were a few young people with dyed hair of various colors, all with smug smiles on their faces. They suck in the clouds and exhale the fog in the rain. Watching a good show!
Zhang Yuxia screamed again and again, but turned over and pressed against Miao Youhou's body, using her body to protect her husband who was beaten to a coma by these young people.
Woo ...... A burst of eager footsteps came from far and near, and about a dozen villagers came rushing with shovels, hoes, flat poles and other farm tools. One by one, they were full of anger and came to the door of Miao's house as fast as they could.
Five young people from the county seat, led by the young man in suits and glasses, were forced to retreat again and again by the angry villagers, away from Zhang Yuxia and Miao Youhou and his wife.
A big man who looked to be about fifty years old, holding a pig-killing knife in one hand, pounced on the young man in a suit and glasses, and scolded: "Lao Tzu has killed pigs all his life, but he has never killed anyone." Today, I'm going to take you under the knife!"
The face of the young man in the suit turned pale for a while, and when he retreated again and again, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he took out a pistol from behind his waist with his backhand and pulled the trigger.
Bang! The gun rang out, and the big man with the pig-killing knife fell down in response, and a shocking bloody hole appeared in his forehead. The mud splashed from his majestic body as it fell.
The villagers, who were originally angry, first paused, and then retreated in surprise.
The young man in the suit smiled very satisfied, pointed at the villagers with a pistol, and laughed mockingly: "A group of things that don't know whether they are dead or alive, do you know now that you are afraid?" ”
Zhang Yuxia turned around angrily, slapped the young man in the suit in the face, and burst out two words from between her teeth, "Animal!"
The young man in the suit was annoyed and angry, grabbed Zhang Yuxia's hair, and dragged her to slide through the wet mud for several meters before letting go of his hand. Immediately afterward, he kicked her in the back again, "Lao Tzu doesn't want that fishing ground, you go to death with your damn man!"
He slowly pointed the gun at Zhang Yuxia, who was twitching all over his body due to pain, and his right index finger slowly bent up. The villagers all looked like they were about to move, but they didn't dare to step forward.
"Mom, Dad!" a terrible scream reverberated through the rain and fog. A beautiful girl in a school uniform flew over, her speed was as fast as lightning, and everyone only felt that they saw her pounce on Zhang Yuxia's side in a flash.
Zhang Yuxia, who was a little confused, instantly sobered up. Although she didn't see the beautiful girl in the school uniform clearly, she was extremely sure that it was her only daughter who had returned. She didn't have time to think about why Miao Wenwen came back so quickly, full of regret and self-blame that she shouldn't have called her daughter.
In fact, Zhang Yuxia thought of calling the police as early as when her husband was beaten. But she magically dialed the mobile phone of her daughter, who was in high school in Menghua City, and hurriedly said that her husband was beaten, and hung up the phone. During the call, she thought of Lu Feng, who had come to the house as a guest at the beginning of the year, and knew that his father was the director of the Menghua City Public Security Bureau. She subconsciously pinned her hopes on Lu Feng, or Lu Zhonghua, to deal with the young man in a suit, that is, Wu Xinjiang and a few other evil youths.
However, the ferocity of Wu Xinjiang and others made her feel afraid, afraid that her only daughter would be poisoned by them. They have guns, and they really dare to kill.
The young man in the suit is Wu Xinjiang, who has been trying to collect enough from the Miao family's fishing ground at a very low price for half a year. He had also heard that Miao Wenwen was a beauty, but he always felt that even if a high school student had a good face, his figure must not be good. However, at the moment, he was amazed by Miao Wenwen's appearance and figure, and he suddenly became a little stupid when he carried a gun.
"Wenwen, you go quickly!" Zhang Yuxia suddenly pushed away her daughter, who was holding her in her arms, and said hurriedly.
"Hehe, what a big beauty! Brothers, get her to the car and take her back!" Wu Xinjiang's heart paused, and he smiled lewdly and reached out and grabbed Miao Wenwen.
A muffled sound came out, Wu Xinjiang only felt a flower in front of him, and then there was a huge pain in his chest, and his body flew out involuntarily.
Chen Junjie frowned and stood in front of Miao Wenwen, glaring at Wu Xinjiang and shouting, "Lao Tzu is hesitating to kill you." But you don't know how to live or die by yourself!" After saying that, he turned around and squatted beside Miao Wenwen and assisted her in helping Zhang Yuxia up.
"Dad!" Miao Wenwen exclaimed again, letting go of Zhang Yuxia and pounced on Miao Youhou, who was lying in a pool of blood a few meters away.
Chen Junjie also let go of the crumbling Zhang Yuxia, strode to Wu Xinjiang, who had just been smashed into the muddy water, stepped on his chest fiercely, and roared angrily: "Die!"
Wu Xinjiang's face was full of shock, and before he could close his eyes, he died in heaven.
Quiet, surprisingly quiet!
Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, but the fog and rain made a gurgling sound as if they were cheering for Wu Xinjiang to be killed.
"You guys, if you don't want to die, get out of here!" Chen Junjie kicked Wu Xinjiang's corpse away, glancing angrily at several gangsters who were trembling all over.
The remaining four bastards, with a cry of surprise, all hurried towards the bread they had opened.
The villagers, who had come to their senses, rushed up, stopped the four gangsters, and shouted that they would be killed.
"Let them go!" Chen Junjie shouted coldly. Then, he hurriedly jumped to Miao Wenwen's side and hugged Miao Youhou, "Uncle will be fine, believe me!"
Miao Wenwen wiped her tears, turned around and hugged Zhang Yuxia, "Mom, don't worry. He must have a way to save his father!" At this time, she had an inexplicable trust in Chen Junjie, and pinned all her hopes on him.
As soon as Chen Junjie entered the house, he put Miao Youhou on the bed and used the first shot of the Jiuqu acupuncture method as quickly as possible. Miao You's injuries were very serious, his brain was severely injured and there was a lot of bruising, and his body had multiple fractures, and his life was on the verge of death.
In contrast, Miao Youhou's current injuries are a few points heavier than Chen Zigui, who was in a car accident. But Chen Junjie, who has two experience in acupuncture, is completely sure that he will be cured.
While Chen Junjie was treating Miao Youhou, the thugs got into the car at a very fast speed, started the car and fled in a panic. As for those villagers, although they had hatred in their hearts, they did not deliberately stop it.
It was only a little while, and two lives were killed, which scared the villagers. However, they were afraid to return, but no one was willing to leave, and one by one they took the farm tools they brought to guard outside the gate of Miao's house. They were not only afraid that a few gangsters would turn around and take revenge on Zhang Yuxia's mother and daughter, but also worried about Miao Youhou's safety. There are even people who secretly decide that once Miao Youhou dies, he will definitely help the mother and daughter take care of the funeral.
As soon as several thugs left Zhijiang Village, they found that no one had caught up, and they immediately felt a lot more at ease.
"Wu Dashao is dead! What should we do now?" asked the young man who was driving. His mind kept flashing the process of Chen Junjie stepping Wu Xinjiang to death with one kick.
"What else can I do? Hurry up and run for your life, that thing seems to have a few hits!" exclaimed the young man sitting in the passenger seat.
"Let's call the police!" suggested one of the two people sitting in the back row.
"If you report a fart to the police, let's call County Magistrate Wu. The young man yelled very unhappily.
"Yes, yes, let's call County Magistrate Wu, otherwise we will definitely not be able to eat and walk around afterwards!" echoed the young man in the passenger seat.
The gangster young man who proposed to call the police dialed Wu Chunsheng's phone as quickly as possible, "Uncle Wu, Xinjiang, he is dead, he was trampled to death! |."
"Bastard boy, what are you talking nonsense?" Although Wu Chunsheng didn't believe that his son would be trampled to death. In his opinion, it would be a good thing that the son who would only cause trouble would not step on others to death.
The gangster was a little anxious, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Wu, you have to believe me, Xinjiang is really dead." We're going to Jiangcun now, you can send someone over quickly!"
"Pointing to Jiangcun!" Wu Chunsheng muttered, his face instantly becoming ugly. At this time, he believed the words of the gangster a little, and no one in Baijiang County dared to make such a joke with him. Even if he is the secretary of the county party committee, he has to avoid giving three points.
"Uncle Wu, we originally came to buy the fishing ground today, but there was a bit of a conflict...... "The thug told the story in a very fast tone, just to gain Wu Chunsheng's trust.
"You wait, don't let Xinjiang Hu come, I'll be there soon!" Wu Chunsheng still didn't believe the fact that his son was dead, and only guessed that he must have encountered some trouble, so he would let the gangster call him to trick him.