It was the white Jetta that was in the lead, rushing forward with lightning speed, with a harsh brake sound, the Jetta flicked its tail, and stopped sideways in front of everyone, the four doors opened at the same time, and four people with machetes and sunglasses came out from inside. man.

Immediately afterwards, an old Honda Accord and a brand-new Maliu also slammed to a stop next to the Jetta, and behind them were endless red Santana taxis, arriving one after another.

The sound of the car door opening and closing came one after another, and there were three or four people walking out of each car. They were all neatly dressed in shorts, T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers. Shirts, black trousers, and black leather shoes, these are the security guards of Zhicheng Garden.

The tail box of the Accord was opened, Xiaoshuai Bei walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, and pulled out a lot of pick handles, steel pipes, and long-handled fire axes from inside, and the brothers came to pick up the guys one by one.

Everyone in the village looked dumbfounded, including the four brothers of the Zhu family, who also opened their mouths wide and could not speak. Although they enjoyed a lot in Dahe Township, this was the first time they had seen such a scene.

More than sixty young men stopped here, and the situation changed immediately. The seventeen or eighteen people called by Zhu's family didn't beat them, and they looked embarrassed and depressed . The second child of Zhu's family was a gloomy tall man. Seeing this situation, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Liu Ziguang smiled contemptuously, knowing that he was calling Director Zhu, so let him go.

Those who surrounded others were surrounded by others instead. Bei Xiaoshuai came over arrogantly with a pickaxe handle in his hand, bumped away several Zhu family thugs with his shoulder, walked up to Liu Ziguang and asked, "Brother Guang, are you late?" Bar?"

"It's okay, just right." Liu Ziguang took out Zhongnanhai and sent one to Bei Xiaoshuai, pointing to the brothers of the Zhu family and said, "These boys made you Zhijun stay in the police station for twenty days, what do you think? What's going on?"

"What else can I do, beat me up." Bei Xiaoshuai glared.

Zhu's second eldest is Zhu Changhu, the most promising of the four brothers of the Zhu family. He contracted the sand mining field in the village .

This time, only a dozen people were brought here, purely underestimating the enemy. I thought that the old Wang family were all honest mud-legged and teaching craftsmen, but I didn't expect that there would be strong support in the city. A phone call called fifty or sixty people to come over, but As the old saying goes, Qianglong still doesn't overwhelm local snakes, and there is no way for outsiders to squat on top of Zhu's family to run wild!

He made two phone calls just now, one was to the sand mining site, calling his workers to come over to take over the site, and the other was to call Lao Zhu at the township police station. Speaking of which, Zhu's office is still his own, absolutely his own, Usually, there are quite a few contacts, and the promise on the phone just now was even louder.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Changhu's mouth. These outsiders really had the courage to go to Zhuwangzhuang to make trouble. The Zhu family is a big family name. If they really start a fight, how can the villagers just stand by and do it, who the hell is afraid you.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward, unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a swirl of black chest hair, pointed to Liu Ziguang and said, "I, Zhu Changhu, put my words here, one counts as one, and no one wants to leave. I won't kill you today. My surname is not Zhu."

Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai looked at each other and grinned. Bei Xiaoshuai twisted his body and swung the hard pickaxe in his hand with the strength of his waist, and it hit Zhu Laoer's bone in the face . , The man screamed strangely on the spot and fell down holding his calf.

The two sides were already tense, and Bei Xiaoshuai's move was equivalent to firing a signal flare. There were nearly eighty strong laborers on the scene, and they all joined the battle group brandishing sticks, and the chaos was flying.

Uncle Qi, the old village head, was single and weak, he couldn't hold on to the other, and when he was beating his chest and feet, suddenly a sap came from behind and knocked him to the ground on the spot. The scene was in a mess, and no one noticed Who did it.

It was already noon, and it was time to eat lunch at the booth, but the people in Zhuwangzhuang didn't have the heart to sit at home and eat, and they all came to watch the fight with bowls. Fortunately, the rural area was open and bright enough for them to practice. Otherwise, it would be bad to be accidentally injured, or to be splashed with blood.

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The situation that Mr. Zhu was expecting from the villagers filled with righteous indignation and extended a helping hand did not appear. Before that, he misjudged a little . They are all old households in Zhuwangzhuang, and there is no reason to help anyone and not to help anyone. Moreover, Principal Wang's family is so kind, and it is rare for them to be tough. The villagers all hope that the Wang family can win and kill the Zhu family. The arrogance of the four brothers.

Therefore, instead of coming up to help in the battle, the villagers held their rice bowls, watched the group fight with relish while grilling rice, and commented with a professional eye from time to time, as happy as the New Year.

The reinforcements from the sand quarry did not arrive, only a tractor quietly came to the entrance of the village, and a few boys with sticks on it drove the tractor in desperation when they saw a long line of cars and the scene of dozens of people fighting. Ran.

Zhu Changhu clutched his calf to face the bones, tears flowed from the pain, holding the phone and crying, "Brother Jian, come quickly, I can't stand it anymore."

From the other side, Director Zhu replied impatiently: "The leaders of the city bureau came to inspect. I'm in a meeting, so hang up first!"

Hearing the beeping busy tone, Zhu Lao Er angrily smashed his phone to pieces: "Zhu Gangjian, I'll fuck your ancestor!"

The helpers brought by the four brothers of the Zhu family are all dear brothers who worshiped each other, and they are divided into groups . On the real ruthless role.

Who is Wang Zhijun? Before he joined the army, he was a well-known strong laborer in the village. He walked like flying with a 200-jin flour bag on his shoulders . Not everyone can wear the gold Parachute Assault badge.

How can this kind of ruthless character trained by the state machine be comparable to ordinary rural scoundrels? All kinds of depression and helplessness after retiring from the army, as well as the humiliation and oppression he suffered after returning to his hometown, completely exploded at this moment. Wang Zhijun waved a shovel He, like a fierce tiger, is like entering the land of no one. He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is fine if he is hit once or twice, but whoever gets hit by him will have to lie down on the spot.

With such an aura, even Liu Ziguang smacked his lips and exclaimed: "Zhijun, didn't you say you only hit four, and leave two for brother."

This time, Liu Ziguang called sixty people from the city, forty of them were the security guards of Zhicheng Garden. When Minister Liu spoke, the effect was absolutely unreal, and all the brothers arrived at the first time, without further ado. Get in the car and leave, galloping all the way to Nantai County, there is no delay on the road.

There are twenty other people who belong to Bei Xiaoshuai's team. It's not easy for this handsome guy. Although there are many people under his command, most of them are middle school students who are in school . Early in the morning was the time for these night owls to catch up on their sleep, but when they heard that Boss Liu had blown the whistle, they all got up immediately. These twenty people were also trained in street fighting, and they are not beginners in fighting.

Sixty young men in their prime, facing eighteen bluffing old hooligans, the outcome can be imagined. A few smarter guys dropped their sticks and ran away, and the fools took the shovel handle to fight with them recklessly. , was knocked down with sticks, and a dozen feet kicked and trampled on his body, howling in pain.

The four brothers of the Zhu family were the worst. First Zhu's second child was brought down with a pickaxe by Bei Xiaoshuai, then Zhu's fourth child was thrown to the ground with a shovel by Wang Zhijun. Nunchaku wanted to imitate Bruce Lee, but even Jay Chou couldn't imitate him. Wang Zhijun hit his wrist with a stick, and the nunchaku flew out of his hands. On the back of San's neck, the other hand clenched into an iron fist and slammed into his abdomen.

The iron sand palms trained in sandbags in the army for three years are not a joke. A vicious uppercut made Zhu Laosan's body look like a lobster, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, which showed that the beating was not light.

Wang Zhijun charged forward, and Bei Xiaoshuai and his brothers followed behind to clean up the battlefield. Seeing that the situation was not good, the boss of the Zhu family was about to run home when he was kicked over, pushed to the ground and beaten violently.

In just three minutes, the battle was over, the ground was in a mess, sticks were thrown everywhere, Zhu's thugs were lying on the ground moaning, several Songhuajiang vans were also smashed, tires were punctured, and windows were smashed Bad, the loss can be described as extremely heavy.

Suddenly, Liu Ziguang saw the old village chief lying on the ground, and hurriedly greeted Ma Chao: "Hurry up, take him to the hospital!"

Only then did the villagers notice the old village chief who was bleeding from the back of his head, and rushed to help, put them in the car and drove towards the township hospital.

"Who the hell did it, even the elderly!" Liu Ziguang asked, pointing at a group of people.

No one uttered a word.

"Fuck! Find out to make you look good." Liu Ziguang spat hard. In fact, he didn't see who did it. Maybe someone from his side accidentally injured the old village chief.

The gang fight is over, but the affairs of the two families are not over yet. Liu Ziguang is a person who understands the law. He will not let people go to Zhu Changlong's house to fight, smash and rob. open.

A group of lads were gearing up, waiting for the boss's order. Liu Ziguang jumped onto the low dirt wall and shouted: "One, two, three, push!"

Dozens of young shoulders slammed into the red brick wall at the same time, once, twice, three times, four times, and finally, with a bang, the brick wall that had just been built collapsed . The powdery ash debris choked people out of breath.

Boss Zhu's daughter-in-law had long been hiding in the house shivering. The formerly tyrannical shrew was completely scared out of her wits, so she dared not come out and swear.

"Zhijun, contact the mason and the nearby brick factory. Brothers are here to help you build the new house!" Liu Ziguang said proudly while standing on the low wall.