80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei was pushed heavily, unable to stand for a while, fell backwards and was caught by Yan Mingshun. WWW.SUIMENG.lā

Yan Mingshun steadied his eyebrows, looked at Mo Jingui coldly, and said to Mo Xiuyuan, "As long as Mo Jingui is still alive, none of these trees are allowed to be returned!"

"Okay, I'll write it down alone."

Mo Xiuyuan took a notebook and wrote it down solemnly. He also put away Mo Jingui's documents separately.

Mo Jingui climbed up from the ground and rushed over to grab the receipt, "Why don't you give it back to me? Everyone else has paid back half, so why don't I have any trees here? Give me back my tree..."

Yan Mingshun just gently moved, and Mo Jingui was pushed to the ground by him, holding his right arm and screaming in pain.

"You're disobedient, you dare to be rude to my woman, please hurt first!"

Yan Mingshun said coldly, it was this right hand that pushed his eyebrows just now, and it made him hurt for two hours!

"My hand is broken, old village chief, you have to decide for me, they deceive people too much..." Mo Jingui held his dislocated right hand as white as paper. He thought his hand was broken, and he had another plan in his heart.

"If you break my hand, even if you pick it up, you won't be able to do the work. My family is going to drink the northwest wind. You return the six trees to me, and this is over, otherwise I will take the whole family with you. Come to your house for dinner every day..."

Mo Jingui groaned, and endured the pain to make a request. The reason why he wanted to be a scoundrel was not only to take advantage of the petty advantage, but the main reason was that he couldn't get the money to redeem the tree, and he didn't even have ten dollars in his body.

"Just come!" Yan Mingshun turned his head and said to Grandpa Mo, "Grandpa, as long as he brings someone to our house, you can call Director Mao of the Public Security Bureau of the county town, saying that Mo Jingui broke into the house privately, and arrested him for renovation. year."

"This is Director Mao's phone number. Uncle, keep it. Just put my name on it!"

Yan Mingshun took out a notepad from his pocket, wrote down Director Mao's contact information, and handed it to Mo Wendong.

This Director Mao is actually his subordinate, because he supported him all the way, not to mention arresting Mo Jingui for reform, even if Mo Jingui is imprisoned for a lifetime, there is no problem.

Here, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Who will take care of the life and death of a rogue in a small mountain village?

Mo Jingui's heart was straight, but his mouth was very hard, "Who can't brag, hum, even if the county magistrate comes, it should be my thing, you have to give it back to me!"

Yan Mingshun's eyes lit up with cold light, and he asked Mo Wendong to take out his mobile phone and get through to Director Mao's personal phone, which was quickly connected.

"Director Mao is free now? I am now in Mojia Village, and there is a rogue who is blackmailing money at my door. You send a comrade nearby to educate and educate ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yan Mingshun ordered it to go down.

Director Mao, who was watching TV with his family, was so frightened by Yan Mingshun’s call that he broke into a cold sweat, so he hurriedly called the nearest branch in Mojia Village and shouted, “Hurry up and send the police officer on duty to Mojia Village, where there is a police officer on duty. The one named Mo Jingui, lock him up for Lao Tzu!"

"How long?"

"Close it first!"

Director Mao didn't say how long he would be locked up, which means that he would default to an indefinite period of time. If he dared to go to Ming Shao's house to make trouble, he would be locked up for the rest of his life!

The director of the sub-bureau was also scared to pee. When there was a serial corpse dismemberment case in the county, Director Mao had never been so nervous. The one named Mo Jingui must be an extremist terrorist.

So he solemnly instructed his subordinates, "There are terrorists in Mojia Village, you should go over with all your arms, be careful not to disturb the villagers, and be sure to catch the terrorists back!"

"Yes!"

A team of police officers with guns set off ceremoniously.