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Silence! Astonishing silence!

To be precise, only Wang Weiqing, who was rolling on the ground, let out a terrible scream in the entire playground, but the people in the audience watched and were shocked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This terrifying scene lasted for less than two seconds, and I don't know who shouted "bite well!", which instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the people.

"Kill Wang Weiqing!"

"God-damned Wang Weiqing, today is the time for you to fight with your life. ”

"Wang Weiqing is not dead, the people have no way out, kill him......"

In a burst of angry roars, everyone began to squeeze forward. Especially the people standing at the forefront of the stage, I don't know who took the lead, while scrambling to shout to kill Wang Weiqing, they climbed onto the stage.

According to Xiang Jiafu's arrangement, or in other words, the normal procedure of the Red Army when it held criticism and struggle (trial) meetings in the past: first, let the articulate members of the propaganda team come to the stage to give a speech to arouse everyone's emotions. Then find people who are bold and do have grievances to come to the stage to complain, ignite everyone's enthusiasm, and guide the people to start a criticism meeting. In the end, the worst critics will be punished, especially those who are inferior gentry and bullies who have murder cases in their hands, and will be directly executed after parading through the streets...... As a matter of fact, before the criticism meeting, according to the investigation of Wang Weiqing's numerous crimes, the party committee composed of several veteran party members, including Xiang Jiafu and Zhang Guozhi, unanimously decided: Wang Weiqing will not die, the people will be indignant, and after the criticism meeting, he will be shot in a parade through the streets -- three people were arrested and tortured to death by him because they could not pay taxes last year. It's just that because of the rush of time, it was too late to change the criticism meeting into a trial meeting, so he simply criticized Wang Weiqing with a clear purpose.

But Xiang Jiafu never expected that the people of Guitang Town had been suppressed for too long and too hard, and once released, this hysterical anger was out of control like a volcanic eruption.

"Folks, please believe in our Red Army, the Red Army will call the shots for everyone......"

"Everyone calm down, you must be calm......"

"Listen to me, don't get excited, go down first, don't ...... on stage"

The people in front of the stage climbed to the stage, and the Red Army soldiers could barely stop it with the help of height. However, there were stairs on both sides of the platform, and the people who were excited about the crowd rushed to it, and it was not at all something that a few Red Army soldiers could persuade and block. And once these people rush to the stage, under the indignation, not to mention the trampling in advance, just the dozen or so local tyrants and shoddy gentry who have not yet criticized will definitely be killed, and at that time, it will be a sensational negative event.

Zhang Qingshan, who was preventing the old mother from rushing to Wang Weiqing, saw that the scene had become chaotic and the situation was about to evolve into an uncontrollable situation, and his decisive side was revealed.

Picked up the spear on his back, decisively pulled the bolt, and was about to pull the trigger to the sky to achieve the effect of deterrence. But he was pulled by Xiang Jiafu: "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

"Why?"

Xiang Jiafu pointed to the crowd in the audience, and frowned: "Look at the people below, how much reason is there left." At this time, you have to shoot, if someone takes advantage of it, it is likely to turn into a riot. ”

Zhang Qingshan glanced at the people, and then looked at the comrades-in-arms around him, and his heart was very anxious: Seeing that the scene is uncontrollable, and he can't shoot, it is impossible to rely on this little person to maintain it alone, is there no other way?

Suddenly, he saw Wang Weiqing, who was protected by several comrades-in-arms, his face was already as frightened as ashes, and he was rolling behind in terror. With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he ran two steps over, lifted Wang Weiqing, who was trembling, and quickly dragged him to the front of the stage, kicking Wang Weiqing to the stage. and pointed at Wang Weiqing and shouted: "Wang Weiqing has been kicked off the stage, everyone don't go on stage, hurry up and kill him!"

In the eyes of the people, there was only Wang Weiqing, the big enemy, and when they saw him being kicked off the stage, they immediately swarmed over, scolding angrily and punching and kicking Wang Weiqing...... Wang Weiqing only screamed twice and then disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief to see that the situation had eased. Seeing that the people knew that Wang Weiqing had been killed, but they still rushed forward and continued to trample on the corpse, everyone's hearts rose again: the depth of the grievance, or the none, have been completely released, that is to say, if this grievance is used by others, it can be 100% determined that there are absolutely minions or spies of the Kuomintang reactionaries hidden among these people. can still stage riots, you know, there are more than a dozen local tyrants and inferior gentry on the stage who are scared to death.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan's courage and wisdom were reflected.

He didn't need to be instructed by others at all, he took the initiative to jump off the stage, shouting "Stop, Wang Weiqing is dead, it's no fun to fight anymore......", and squeezed towards Wang Weiqing's body. But how can the people who are excited listen to it, so that Wang Weiqing is like a lonely boat in the sea, unable to move forward a bit.

"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire stopped the noise abruptly, and made everyone's movements freeze instantly, so that a small space immediately appeared in the original crowd around Zhang Qingshan.

Taking advantage of the short opportunity for everyone to be stunned, Zhang Qingshan hurriedly shouted: "Folks, Wang Weiqing has been beaten to death, and it doesn't make much sense to fight again, please calm down and ......."

The experienced Xiang Jiafu was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Qingshan, but when he heard Zhang Qingshan's words a little verbose, he was not enough to hit the nail on the head, and he was afraid of being taken advantage of, so he immediately shouted and took over the topic: "Yes! Comrade Zhang Qingshan is right." Wang Weiqing is dead, but there are still more than a dozen local tyrants and shoddy gentry on the stage waiting for everyone's criticism! We, the Red Army, are absolutely in charge of everyone's decision, and those who should be killed should be killed, those who should be imprisoned should be imprisoned, and those who should be criticized should be criticized. However, we ordinary people are also reasonable people, so for these local tyrants and inferior gentry, we have to criticize and fight one by one, be reasonable, and lay out the facts...... Do you think I'm right?"

His words themselves reduced the heat of the fire, and the people had just come out of their bad breath, and the anger in their hearts was much less, so many people nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

"Come on! Wrap Wang Weiqing's body in a broken straw mat and bury it in a mass grave, so as not to spoil everyone's interest here. ”

Zhang Qingshan hurriedly took a few comrades-in-arms to carry Wang Weiqing's body out.

"Aoyama, Aoyama!"

As soon as he walked to the gate, he heard someone shouting to himself, turned his head to look, but saw his cousin Zhang Qinggui waving to him, so he had to hand over the matter of disposing of Wang Weiqing's body to his comrades-in-arms, walked over, and asked, "Cousin, what's the matter?"

"Qingshan, isn't that scene just now a bit excessive?"

"Cousin, why do you ask that?"

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