Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Yang Zhao stopped and waited for everyone in the truck to get off. He stared at Foreman Cheng without blinking and whispered, Leave this place to us.

Ye Shiyi and Ye Po, who were passing by, quickly bypassed the two trucks in front and went directly to the bulldozer and excavator behind.

After everyone got down, Foreman Cheng became more courageous and shouted with a loudspeaker: Those guys, don't think about using mantis arms as vehicles, okay? We are here on behalf of the government. The land here has been expropriated by the government. , to build a highway, you can move the grave as soon as possible and you can get some subsidies. If you don't want to, then don't blame us for taking action! You...

Who sent you here? Yang Zhao coldly interrupted Foreman Cheng, put the long stick in his hand on the ground, and said coldly: Tell me who is behind you, and I will consider sparing you.

What do you mean? Do you think you are great because of the small number of you? You haven't seen so many of us? If you are sensible, please get out of the way! Foreman Cheng pressed his back against the front of the truck and shouted with all his strength. , but the body trembled slightly under the overwhelming evil aura.

Yang Zhao, your life is saved. Is it okay to break your arms and legs? Zhao Yinfeng laughed sinisterly and swept the long stick on the ground, bringing up a piece of gray snowflakes.

You guys know what you're here for? He Li had a slight smile on his lips, and there was a chill in his deep voice.

What are you doing? A fool had already rushed out and turned around and asked, Brother, what are we here for?

What are you doing here? What are you doing? A man behind him stammered, taking off his hat and throwing it to the ground, revealing his bare head. His brows stood up and he laughed and said, Beat people and dig graves! One thousand! Two hundred dollars.”

Didn't the boss just say that to scare people? Digging graves is a bad thing and I won't do it. A slightly older middle-aged man shook his head and wanted to retreat.

What are you afraid of! The boss said that if anything happens, he will be responsible for it! Show them some strength first! A man with two beards pushed the middle-aged man and shouted: Otherwise, they I don’t know whose world this Ningcheng belongs to!”

Before Mustache could finish his words, he heard a loud cry for help coming from behind, followed by a loud rumbling sound.

Dozens of gangsters turned around in unison, and then their jaws almost dropped.

The path was originally built for the convenience of planting trees. Later, after Ling Qingyu built Ling's father's tomb here, he spent money to build it again. The road to the valley was built along the foot of the mountain, with mountains on one side and Ningxia on the other. river.

At this time, the driver of the bulldozer and the excavator jumped down while shouting, and the bulldozer and the excavator were tilting towards the Ning River at a very fast speed.

It only took a moment before it rolled down the roadbed.

Now that you know what you are here for, you will naturally have to bear the consequences. Meng Su tapped the ground with his long stick and said, Hey, hey, you looked in the wrong direction, worry about yourself!

They, what do they mean? Wu Yi looked at Ling Qingyu with a pale face and trembling lips, and said: They want to...

Listen to them farting! Ling Qingyu motioned to Yan San to put him down and said: There is no notice, just a government order to fart. This is someone who wants to misinform us and scare us on purpose.

Yan San let her down, put his arms around her waist and let her lean against him. There was a hint of coolness in the corners of his pursed lips. He tried his best to suppress the coldness in his voice and whispered hoarsely: Let's go, it's cold outside.

As soon as they walked to the car, they heard the cry for help and the rumbling sound. Yan San opened the car door without blinking and asked Ling Qingyu to get in. He signaled Ying Shisan to help Ling's mother get in the car, and then turned to face Tao Zhuo, who wanted to see the situation, said: Get in the car.

His voice was not high, but the cold voice was filled with permeating compulsion. Tao Zhuo jumped into the driver's seat and looked at Ying Jiu standing outside his car. Yan San got in. The man was called Cheng Jia. He got into the car calmly, turned to Zhou Ziqing and said: This...

It's too much! It's too much! I must sue! Father Zhou said angrily, patting his chest.

Zhou Ziqing looked out the window and said, Dad, look.

Zhou's father waved away Zhou's mother's hand that was rubbing his chest and looked out the window.

There is a flat land in the middle of the valley. The snow in the middle of the night makes the valley white. The sun shines brightly at nearly noon, and the tall man wearing a red sweater and holding a long stick comes into view clearly. Their flowing movements.

One move after another, the simple long stick swung out gorgeous curves.

When the stick comes down, there is a sound of bone breaking.

The movements, postures, and the cold looks on their faces...

Dad Zhou's heart trembled slightly, and then he jumped excitedly.

That was the most perfect image of a warrior in his mind.

Spare your life! Spare your life! Foreman Cheng screamed, covering his broken leg.

The head of the stick was pressed against Foreman Cheng's throat, and Yang Zhao asked in a deep voice, Tell me, who ordered it?

It's Mr. Ling! Mr. Ling of Haolin Company, Ling Haolin, he said that a road is going to be built here, and there is a certain household that refuses to move. He wants us to scare them. If they still don't agree, we will directly demolish the tomb! We just listen Just follow the orders, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to make some money for my brothers. Foreman Cheng looked at the tip of the stick, and the pressure on his throat made him almost suffocate, and he said intermittently with a hint of fear.

terrible! They had fought a lot, but they had never encountered such a person before. It was so scary! If what he said was not satisfactory enough, Foreman Cheng would have no doubt that he would stab his own throat with a long stick.

They have seen blood, but these people have seen human life.

You came just after I asked you to come? It seems like you do this kind of thing a lot. He kicked the moustache who was rolling with his hands covered, and He Li said calmly: Don't you know what the consequences will be for doing this kind of thing?

Brother, have mercy on me! Brother, have mercy on me! Mustache hugged He Li's leg and cried: You don't remember the faults of villains. It's because we are blind and it's our fault...

Meng Su pushed him away with a long stick and said, It's not impossible for us to spare your lives. Come, let me see if you are worth living.

Yang Zhao put away the long stick, casually drew a mark on Foreman Cheng's face, turned around and walked towards the car.

He Li also put away his long stick, raised his eyebrows at Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng, and followed Yang Zhao to the car.

After the four SVNs and the car drove away, Meng Su squatted down and said to Foreman Cheng, Okay, we can have a good chat.

Sum opened the thermos, poured a cup of hot water for Ling's mother, and said softly: Mom, don't worry, just leave these things to us. It'll be fine. No one dares to touch a blade of grass on Dad's grave. If they really dared to move, we would dig up the ancestral graves of the nine clans in their family.

Ling Ma took a sip of hot water, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hummed softly.

As the car passed by, she had already seen what was happening outside the window.

If it were not for them, if these children were not here, if there were only her and Ling Qingyu as an orphan and a widowed mother like before...

How vicious...

Holding the trembling body in his arms, Yan San looked at Yang Zhao.

Turning the steering wheel and driving through the curve, Yang Zhao said: It was Ling Haolin who instigated it. Qing Yu, don't worry about this. Don't worry, we won't kill them. They don't know how to kill, but not killing people makes people uncomfortable. There are many ways to make people lose everything in this world.

Ling's mother originally wanted to invite Zhou's father to have dinner with her, but she lost her mood after this incident. After making an appointment to eat together next time, they parted ways at the fork in the road.

After walking for a while, Zhou's father remembered who those people were. Ling's mother hadn't introduced them yet. Everything else was fine. Who was the young man who had been holding Ling Qingyu in a very close manner?

That's Qingyu's new husband. Zhou Ziqing looked out the window and said.

ah!

There is a large yard surrounding the old house of the Ling family, where several cars can be parked on one side, and a small garden on the other side. The winter is bleak, and no one has taken care of it for a long time. The once colorful flowerbed is now just a withered scene.

The man squatting in front of the flower garden with a cheerful look looked very funny.

Ling Qingyu didn't mean to look down on him at all, and blocked Yang Zhao who was about to step forward first. Ling Qingyu got out of the car and said with a slight smile: Mr. Ren.

The man who didn't even look back when he heard the roar of SVN behind him stood up, turned around and said with a smile: Long time no see, when he saw Yan San and Yang Zhao behind Ling Qingyu, his voice paused slightly and said: Come back from Mr. Ling?

Yes, how did you know I was back? Ling Qingyu asked, brushing his wind-blown hair.

You came back with Mr. Jin. You already know everything you should know last night. The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, held one in his mouth, pointed behind Ling Qingyu, and said, I won't introduce you. introduce?

Tell me, what's the matter? Ling Qingyu asked directly.

I can change the road plan, the man said, lighting his cigarette, but I also want some benefits.

Oh? What's the benefit? Ling Qingyu's expression didn't change and he waved his hand.

Ren Xing? Wu Yi just called out and was half-supported by Sum into the house.

Ren Xing took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled the cigarette. He glanced at Wu Yi, whose face was pale and the tears still lingered in her eyes. He smiled at her, then looked back at Ling Qingyu and said, Mr. Ling is shopping there. We have a thousand acres of mountain land, the hilltop where Mr. Ling is located is 200 acres, and the rest, 11,000 acres, sell it to me, how about it? He took another puff of cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and took a light He smiled and said, I remember twenty years ago, when Mr. Ling bought the land, it was only 2,000 yuan per acre, right? It was paid in installments.

Ning Cheng, are you planning to expand again? Ling Qingyu said without changing his expression: Ren Xing, are you not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door if you do too many bad things?

Ren Xing's expression changed slightly, he pinched the cigarette butt and said, I also have good intentions. After all, Mr. Ling took care of me, and I don't want you to lose everything.

Do you still remember that it was my father who brought you into the industry? Ling Qingyu turned around and walked into the house, saying, Ren Xing, do you really think there is no justice in this world?

Yes? Ren Xing asked.

Then he was punched into the flower garden.

Yang Zhao hugged Ling Qingyu's waist, blocking her from turning around, opened the door, and took her in. From the corner of his eye, Yan San had already taken a step forward to grab the man, and then punched him down. .

He couldn't hold it in anymore...

When they checked the real estate, they already knew that the world here is a world with less land and more people, and the land price is very expensive. Although Ningcheng is only a prefecture-level city, it is now a satellite city of the provincial capital. If it is an urban expansion area, the land price will be very high. At least 200,000 acres, and the price of land in places with good prospects will be even higher.

Too obscene and vicious means.

The fire that made them unbearable.