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The heavy truck slowly stopped in a gentle area, and three big men with big arms got off the truck. Three people lined up, all wearing Tang suits.
At this time, another person got out of the car, also wearing a Tang suit, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a square face, and a scar extending from the forehead to the corner of the eye. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, but he gave off a powerful feeling.
The four people stood there casually. If you pay attention to their feet, you can definitely see that their feet have sunk an inch deep into the ground. Several pairs of eyes are even more like lightning, looking forward.
"It seems that something is wrong today, Ge Baohua didn't come." The man with the scar said softly.
The big man standing beside him said: "Wait another five minutes, we will go back if we don't come."
The man with the scar nodded, and was about to speak when several flashlights suddenly lit up, front, back, left, and right.
"We are the 38th Group Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. You are surrounded. Raise your hands."
The four of them looked at each other, and suddenly laughed, "So they are soldiers."
"On the borders of thousands of miles in China, geese are silent in Jinmen City. The rivers and lakes have been stormed for a hundred years, and Gaomai is in the world. Gaomai has been passed down for a hundred years. I don't know how much the rules can be kept." A cold voice came from the night sky.
The laughter of the four big men stopped abruptly, like a quacking duck being strangled by the neck, very suddenly.
The scarred man's face became very serious, and he asked loudly, "Who are you?"
"If there are jackals stirring up trouble, Chen Sanyang will unsheath his eyebrows and knives!" The voice was still cold.
After hearing these two sentences, the faces of the four big men changed drastically, and a figure slowly appeared in front of them in the night.
Yang Luo looked at them with a cold face and said: "I've got a lot of hard goods, and I've made a lot of money." (Petuer-Money)
The man with the scar cupped his hands at Yang Luo, "Let Langtou know that this is the second sect." He spoke in a very respectful tone. (Langtou-Senior, Erdaomen-Chapter 590 All black transaction records of physical assets, this is all wealth created with the blood of the people in Dongmao Town, but they are not used for the development of the town , all fell into the pockets of individuals. You copy a few copies of the materials, gather the villagers and divide them into two teams, one team goes to the municipal party committee, and the other team goes to the city government. Remember, you must hand these things directly To the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor, if they won¡¯t let you in, just sit at the gate and don¡¯t leave. When the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor come out, give them the things and come back.¡±
Several old people nodded happily, turned and left excitedly.
At 12:30 noon, several elderly people led more than 200 villagers directly to the city. The town's "government" is in a mess. They all have bulging stomachs and shake their fat heads to call for help. They have nothing to do with Yang Luo arresting the mine guard team and the black coal mine owner. , That's smuggling arms, no matter how courageous they are, they dare not go to trouble. And these villagers suddenly rebelled and went to petition, which caught them off guard. The mine protection team were all arrested and could not stop those troublemakers. They could only call the police station, but a policeman at the police station said that the director and instructors included several policemen. They were all approached by people in the army to learn about the smuggling of arms.
This group of guys had a premonition that something was wrong, and hurriedly called the relations in the county, asking them to block these petitioners no matter what. But it didn't take long for the county to reply that those villagers who petitioned were escorted by troops, and neither the police nor leaders like them could get close at all. These guys were dumbfounded immediately, and they were completely spread out on the chairs one by one.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, all the black coal kilns in Dongmao Town disappeared with a dull explosion, and the smoke covered half of the sky in the town.
Just a few minutes before the black coal kiln was bombed, Dongmao town was crackling again with dense firecrackers. Everyone walked out of the house and slowly gathered towards Yang Luo, then lifted him up and threw him into the air, excited and joyful This is the most simple way for them to express their gratitude to their benefactors. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com