The eleventh time is really coming to the Black Society

Early in the morning two days later, someone from the demolition company went door-to-door to issue a demolition agreement contract.xiaoshuo1314.novel1314A man with five big and three thick walked into the small courtyard and said loudly: "Is Zhao Rong here, come and get the demolition agreement." โ€

Zhao Rong and Xu Fang both arrived in the small courtyard, and Zhao Rong took the agreement and said politely, "Thank you." โ€

The man glanced at Xu Fang and said fiercely: "Hurry up and sign the agreement, hand it over to the demolition and relocation office tomorrow, and if you don't pay it tomorrow, you will bear the consequences." โ€

Xu Fang asked, "Who are you?"

The man was a little blindsided by Xu Fang's question, who am I, of course I came to issue the agreement from the demolition company, this kid is stupid. "I'm from the demolition company, what's wrong?"

"Do you have any documents for the demolition company?" I don't think you look like it?" Xu Fang continued to interrogate.

"Who are you, why do you ask me?"

"You have to let us know if you're real, what if you're pretending, who is right these days? Dude, what if you come to step on a thief?"

The man laughed and scolded: "'Milk' 'Milk', you're really funny, okay, this is my business card for you." โ€

The business card is printed with Niu Dali, a salesman of Hexin Demolition Company.

After Xu Fang finished reading the business card, he smiled and said: "Yo, buddy, I'm sorry, don't forget to go to your heart, there are too many bad people these days, so be careful." By the way, if we don't agree to this agreement, can we still negotiate it?"

"Discussion?" the man said contemptuously: "No, if you don't sign, someone will naturally clean you up, and then you will beg us to sign an agreement." Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink. After saying that, the man walked away angrily.

Xu Fang saw the man walking away, turned back to Zhao Rong and said, "Let's go and see if the recording is clear?"

Jishikou is a short street, living here are all natives of Dongdu, and they are all people at the bottom of the society who have no background, no relationship and no money, as long as the family with a little ability will move out of the bungalow here, after all, the living environment here is really bad, like a foreign slum. Although some bullshit experts often say in the media that they want to preserve the hutong culture and hutong architecture of the eastern capital, these experts live in spacious and bright buildings with beautiful scenery, and let them try to live in bungalows. The people in the alley want to be demolished as soon as possible, and they want to be able to live in an environment with good conditions, so the residents here have great hopes for this demolition. But who would have thought that the compensation for this demolition is so small, for most families with an area of less than 20 square meters, the compensation of 100,000 yuan cannot afford to buy a house, which directly faces the need to rent a house or have no house to live in after the demolition.

In the alley of Jishikou, the uncles and aunts who stood and chatted in twos and threes, their faces did not show joy because of the demolition, but more of a cloud of sadness.

"Auntie, have you signed the demolition agreement?"

"Can you sign it? Just this little money is not enough to buy a house, and if you want to demolish it, you can let him demolish it with me." โ€

"His aunt, I heard that this demolition company is a group of underworlds, and their methods are ruthless, we can't afford to provoke them. An old man said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of, can this *** world still be up to them?" said the eldest aunt's expression of believing in the party and believing in the 'government'.

Zhao Rong walked into the courtyard with the vegetables, saw Xu Fang sitting on the stone bench drinking tea, and said to him, "Come here, help my sister take it to the kitchen." โ€

"Xu Fang, when I came back just now, I heard the uncles and aunts chatting on the street, and they all said that the compensation for demolition was too small, and they didn't want to move. Zhao Rong poured a glass of water, took a sip and continued to ask: "Do you think you can give more money for this demolition?"

Xu Fang came out of the kitchen and asked Zhao Rong: "If you were a demolition company, would you give more money for the demolition?"

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, and said, "Those uncles and aunts are going to have no hope!"

"Sister, we don't care about them, we can't control them. Just give us a little more money for demolition. โ€

At six o'clock on the morning of the third day after the demolition and relocation agreement was issued, a group of young people dressed in various strange costumes appeared in the alley of Jishikou, many of whom still had sticks in their hands. Except for the independent courtyard, the other miscellaneous courtyards in the alley will not close the courtyard door, so these young people intruded into the courtyard lightly.

"Get up, get up. The young man stood in a small courtyard and shouted, smashing a flower pot with a wave of a wooden stick in his hand.

The first people to appear in the yard were the elderly, because they were old and had the habit of getting up early to exercise. Then some middle-aged people crawled out of the bed and went to the yard.

The young man with a wooden stick in his hand glanced at the people in the courtyard, and then said fiercely: "Today you must hand over the demolition agreement to the demolition and relocation office, otherwise tomorrow you will not come to talk to you as politely as today, and then I will greet you with this." As he spoke, he looked at the wooden stick and smashed another flower pot, making a muffled "boom" sound.

The people in the courtyard only woke up from their sleepiness at this time, and were frightened by the momentum of the wooden stick youth, is this the dismount power given to us by the demolition company? However, the people of Dongdu, especially the natives of the lower class of Dongdu, have a temperament of not being stingy, and an old ** scolded the young man in a loud voice: "Boy, who to scare, accompany me with the flower pot." He walked over to him.

It seemed that these reflections were all expected by the young man, or that he often did such things, and when he put away the rod, a stream of blood flowed down the old man's forehead. "Old fellow, don't think that I won't dare to beat you when you're old. As he spoke, he pointed at all the people in the courtyard with a stick and said viciously: "Whoever dares to twist this is the end, and they will all pay the agreement today." He turned and walked out of the yard.

The small courtyard where Xu Fang lives is a separate courtyard, so the courtyard gate will be locked at night. Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door, Xu Fang got up with difficulty and pushed open the door, and saw that three little hooligans were surrounding Zhao Rong and intimidating, and Sima Wan also came out of the room wearing a sportswear.

"Sister Zhao, you go back to the house. Saying that, Xu Fang gave Zhao Rong a look, and then glanced at Sima. "You guys have something to tell me. Xu Fang walked in front of the three people, and Zhao Rong and Sima retreated to Zhao Rong's house with understanding.

"'', it's boring to tell you. It's better to call the beautiful sister over, and that little sister is fine. A rascal smiled on his face.

Xu Fang came to the little rascal silently and said coldly: "There is a kind." A punch in his abdomen.

The little rascal was knocked back four or five steps, sat on the ground, and spit out what he had eaten last night.

"If you dare to hit someone, it's against you. The other two hooligans shouted and rushed up with their fists.

Xu Fang knocked them to the ground with a big mouth.

"Come on, buddy got beaten. "The two hooligans shamelessly called for help.

In less than five minutes, six or seven little hooligans were blocking the yard.

"Who the fuck dares to hit someone, is that you?" several hooligans called out in a gossiping voice.

Xu Fang didn't take these little goods in his eyes, Zhao Rong and Sima Wan in the house had seen Xu Fang's kung fu, but they were still a little worried.

"So many of you trespass into people's houses, be careful that I call the police. Xu Fang said to a group of hooligans.

"Call the police, boy, can you try to see if someone pays attention to you?" a hooligan who seemed to be the leader looked at Xu Fang with contempt. "We dared to come today to say hello, and if you dare to beat us, you are unlucky, and you are just taking advantage of you. The brothers beat him up. โ€

Xu Fang didn't keep his hand this time like just now, the whole person slid over and over in the crowd like a loach, one person, one punch, and the six hooligans all fell to the ground and covered their stomachs, covered their faces and screamed.

Xu Fang stuck one hand on the neck of the hooligan's head, and said with a pleasant face: "Say, what are you doing so early in the morning? Don't make it up, I'm a person with a bad temper, maybe I'll take your arm off and play with it when I'm unhappy." โ€

The hooligan looked at Xu Fang, who was smiling with a smile on his face, and was as scared as if he had seen a ghost, is this guy still human, shuttling through the "chaos" stick without being hurt, one person knocked down six people in an instant, and he was stuck in the neck without reacting, God, go out and don't look at the yellow calendar!

The hooligan head felt that Xu Fang's hand strength had increased slightly, and he was out of breath all of a sudden. "Ahem, lightly. "I finally managed to squeeze out a few words.

Xu Fang let go of his hand and looked at the face of the hooligan: "Say." โ€

Hearing Xu Fang's stern voice, the hooligan head was startled, and said tremblingly: "We were invited by the demolition company, let us come in the morning to scare and scare the demolition households here, so that we can sign the agreement quickly." โ€

"What if we don't sign it yet?" Xu Fang asked.

"I don't know, they didn't tell us what to do next. โ€

Xu Fang's eyes widened, as if he wanted to kill the hooligan head.

The hooligan leader was frightened, and added: "In the past, we would be told to smash windows and beat stuffy sticks." Really, bro, that's all. โ€

"Do you know how much should be given for each square meter of this demolition?" Xu Fang thought of this most important question.

The hooligan hesitated for a while, but saw Xu Fang's murderous eyes and finally gave in: "15,000." โ€

Xu Fang retracted his gaze, waved at them and said, "Get out." โ€

A group of hooligans purred wolf bรจi and fled.

Zhao Rong and Sima Wan came out of the house, and Sima Wan made an OK gesture to Xu Fang and said, "It's all recorded, it's very clear." Then he said a little narcissistically: "I really have the potential to be a lawyer, and I can think of such a good way to record first-hand evidence, which is really Lan Zhihui's heart." โ€

Xu Fang listened to it and said dissatisfiedly: "Is the method I thought of good, stinky fart." โ€

Zhao Rong didn't have the heart to look at the two of them now, and asked Xu Fang worriedly: "Xu Fang, do you think these hooligans will come again, what should we do next?"