"What, they took your dad away, when did it happen?!" the old man in the green coat asked eagerly.

"Not long ago, Dad went to the ravine to dig herbs and came back, and he happened to meet the ones from the chemical factory, so they pushed Dad into the car and took him away. The girl on the other end of the phone was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Li Xuedong and Sun Jing glanced at each other, and it seemed that something had happened in Qingyuan Village.

The old man in the green shirt hurriedly reassured the girl not to be afraid, but in the middle of his words, he heard the girl's scream, and the man's arrogant laughter, and then the crisp sound of the mobile phone falling to the floor, and then the call ended.

The old man was stunned, his hands trembling, and he didn't know what to do.

Li Xuedong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the taxi driver: "Master, please go to Qingyuan Village quickly!"

The taxi driver also heard the content of the call just now, realized the seriousness of the matter, and stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the taxi immediately sped away in the direction of Qingyuan Village at a super speed.

On the way to Qingyuan Village, Li Xuedong learned that the old man's surname was Zhang, and he had a son named Zhang Quande, who was a people's teacher. Zhang Quande was most unaccustomed to what those people in the chemical factory were doing, and he spared no effort to report the situation in Qingyuan Village to the county.

However, Huang Youwei, the owner of the chemical plant, has a good eye for the sky, and has already taken care of all the people in the county, and no one has paid attention to Zhang Quande's petition report.

In desperation, Zhang Quande had no choice but to go to the city to report the situation across levels.

I don't know who leaked the news, Huang Youwei was extremely angry when he learned about it, and sent his thugs to arrest Zhang Quande.

Since the evidence of the chemical plant polluting the river and fields was not complete, Zhang Quande hid in the mountains during the day and showed up at night to collect evidence.

Originally, the evidence was almost collected, Zhang Quande came back to take some things, but he was blocked at the door by Huang Youwei's people and dragged by them in the car and taken away.

The girl who called the old man just now was his granddaughter Zhang Ying, who is also Zhang Quande's daughter, who has just entered junior high school this year.

However, it can be heard from the call just now that Zhang Ying was also arrested by Huang Youwei.

Thinking of Huang Youwei's cruelty and cold-bloodedness, Zhang Laohan was so anxious that he was restless, his cloudy eyes were filled with tears, his thin hands were clenched, and the old tendons on his back were particularly eye-catching.

Fifteen minutes later, Li Xuedong and others rushed to Qingyuan Village.

Back in the village, the old man hurriedly ran towards his house.

When I got home, the room was messy, a mess, pots and pans were shattered on the floor, and there was a pool of blood under the floor.

"Quande, Yingying!"

The old man called twice inside and outside the house, but he never heard a reply from his two relatives.

"It must be those bastards from the chemical plant!"

The thin old man let out a roar, picked up a shovel placed at the door and ran in the direction of the chemical plant.

Li Xuedong was afraid that the old man would be in danger, so he asked Sun Jing to wait here, and he went to help.

Of course, Sun Jing would not stand still and step on her high heels behind Li Xuedong.

She knew that the people at the chemical plant would definitely take advantage of the villagers' ignorance of the law to threaten them, and that the law was her forte, and that she could help in that regard.

With the help of other villagers, Zhang Laohan finally found the place where his son and granddaughter were being held.

It was an old warehouse behind the chemical plant, where Huang Youwei, the owner of the chemical plant, was also there.

Zhang Quande was thin and polite, his hands were tied vertically by ropes, and the shirt on his body had long been torn, revealing scars on his body, but his eyes were not afraid, and he glared at Huang Youwei who was standing opposite him hatefully.

Huang Youwei is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with thick legs and thick arms, the whole person seems to be a round ball, wearing a black and yellow plaid suit, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, and the hair around him is desperately moving towards the center, but it is useless.

Huang Youwei held a steel pipe in his hand, slapped it in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil sneer: "Zhang Quande, why do you bother, as long as you promise not to petition, I will arrange for you to work in my factory and give you a salary of 5,000 yuan a month, isn't it enough!?"

Bah!

Zhang Quande opened his mouth and spit saliva on Huang Youwei's face, and shouted: "Even if I die, I won't go to work in your factory, you polluted the river water in the village, my mother broke her leg after drinking your polluted water, and my daughter-in-law also died of kidney failure because of drinking your polluted water, this is a sea of blood revenge, I have to revenge!"

A thug standing next to him hurriedly handed over a piece of tissue.

Huang Youwei took the tissue and wiped the saliva off his face, then pinched the tissue into a ball and slammed it on the ground, and then picked up the steel pipe and slammed it towards Zhang Quande's body, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Quande was beaten to the point that his face turned pale, but he always gritted his teeth and did not shout, glaring at Huang Youwei viciously.

", that's a hard bone!"

After fighting for a long time, Huang Youwei was so tired that he was panting, resting with his left hand on his waist, and scolding: "But I don't believe it, your bones are too hard, will you still watch your daughter being played with and ignore it?!"

With that, two black-clothed thugs walked in from outside the warehouse with Zhang Ying on their feet.

Zhang Ying's mouth was taped against her, making a whining sound, her hands were also tied with ropes, and her wrists were strangled with scars.

"Yingying!"

Seeing his beloved daughter, Zhang Quande's tightly closed mouth finally spoke.

Huang Youwei took advantage of this kung fu to pick up the steel pipe and stab him in the abdomen.

This time Zhang Quande couldn't hold back, he cried out in pain, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth and fell to the floor.

Huang Youwei held the yellow pipe against Zhang Quande's chin, and his fat face showed a ruthless color: "Lao Tzu asks again one last time, as long as you give up the petition, there is nothing wrong, if you insist again, Lao Tzu will force your daughter in front of you!"

"Brute, if you do so many hurtful things, you will be punished sooner or later!" Zhang Quande scolded with hatred.

"Hehe, in Qingyuan Village, Lao Tzu I am the sky, I am the earth, I am retribution, if anyone dares not to listen to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will repay him!"

Seeing that Zhang Quande still insisted, Huang Youwei directly threw the steel pipe to the ground, and then he asked the two thugs to press Zhang Ying to the ground and press her legs and hands.

Zhang Ying struggled desperately, but her delicate and weak body could not break free, and her two thin and straight legs writhed desperately.

Huang Youwei stood in the center of Zhang Ying's writhing legs while looking at Zhang Quande, unbuckling his trouser belt.

The short, fat suit pants immediately slipped down, revealing two short legs about the thickness of an elephant's legs.

"Huang Youwei, you brute, stop for me!" Zhang Quande scolded hysterically.

"It seems that Lao Tzu doesn't give you some color, look at it, you really think what Lao Tzu said is a fart!"

Huang Youwei glared at Zhang Quande viciously, then crouched down between Zhang Ying's legs, reaching out to unbutton her jeans......