At the same time, he opened the car door and welcomed Fu Jingya with warm applause. Fu Jingya almost lost her temper and realized that Liang Yong was so shameless, so shameless that he took advantage of every opportunity, regardless of whether you agreed or not.

But now she was riding a tiger and had to express her position in front of everyone. After getting out of the car, Liang Yong helped her walk to a tall concrete pier. Fu Jingya said: "Comrades, I'm sorry to everyone. As the district chief, We don’t pay enough attention to the demolition of cotton mills and let such a gangster company harm everyone. I just witnessed their crimes and cruelty with my own eyes. Here I promise you that I will deal with this matter seriously when I go back and return the favor to everyone. Justice requires that the murderers be severely punished, and the demolition of the cotton mill will be implemented as soon as possible in accordance with national policies..."

The residents were very excited and applauded warmly. Many aunts were moved to tears. Since the demolition of the cotton factory, we have suffered so many grievances. The leaders have never asked about it. Now the district chief not only personally asks about it, but also talks to everyone in person. Can you make a promise without moving them?

"Master Qingtian,"

"District Chief Fu is our Grand Master Qingtian,"

"We kneel down for you..." Several uncles and aunties cried and knelt down to worship.

Fu Jingya was so frightened that she rushed forward to help her. She felt that her responsibility was heavier than Mount Tai. She no longer felt that she was being used by Liang Yong, but felt that she had to do something meaningful for the people. When she was an official, she had to make decisions for the people. , his eyes turned red at this moment, and he walked into the crowd to talk to everyone more cordially and understand everyone's difficulties.

Liang Yong felt extremely aggrieved. How could she move people to kneel down and worship her with just a few words? I have done so many things, but people still don’t believe me. It’s so irritating that people are more powerful than others. I guess those people who prayed for the people in ancient times All heroes died of injustice just like me.

Li Dachang woke up slowly again, but when he heard that the district chief was investigating the matter, he fainted with a despairing "Gah" sound and never wanted to wake up again.

It's a pity that he didn't want to wake up, so Liang Yong asked him to wake up.

Lift his smelly body to a secluded place, kick him in the stomach a few times, and don't worry about breaking a few intestines, as long as he can't die now.

"Ouch... Grandpa Liang Yong, please let me go. If you hit me again, I will die..." Li Dachang cried and begged for mercy.

"It's not that easy to die. How are we going to end this matter today?" Liang Yong said fiercely.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I will give up and never participate in the demolition work of the cotton factory again," Li Dachang promised, kowtowing.

"Bah, of course you don't have the qualifications anymore. I'm asking you how to calculate the consequences of killing my father and Yang Beilao,"

"I...will pay, I am willing to pay," Li Dachang promised pitifully.

"How much compensation," Liang Yong asked.

"Thirty thousand..." As soon as Li Dachang said thirty thousand, he was beaten again.

"No, no... I made a mistake, it was three hundred thousand... Wuwuwu..." Li Dachang screamed.

Liang Yong ignored him and continued to fight.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...five hundred thousand...I only have so much..." Li Dachang howled in pain.

"You really only have 500,000 yuan," Liang Yong didn't believe it. Normally, compensation of 500,000 yuan would be about the same if someone dies.

"That's really all. I spent all my money for the demolition of the cotton factory. Woohoo... You can also ask the driver of the forklift for money. Even if he crushes someone to death..."

"You don't need to worry about this. I heard that you still have a few real estate. If you sell it, you will lose money." Liang used a sinister smile.

"..." Li Luanwu spoke without talking, and he sold the real estate completely into a poor egg, and mixed a fart.

Liang did not hit him this time. He went around. When he came back, he covered a tea cup rude wooden stake in his hand. He kicked Li Luanwu on the ground. The wooden pile was compared to the chrysanthemum.

"Damn, don't ... ah ..." Li Luanying screamed in pain, and Wang Jun saw a cold cold in the distance.

"Selling, I sell real estate, all sold, Grandpa Liang, don't stab ..." Li Luanwu begged for mercy, but now he has been inch in an inch twice as dying. If you do n’t accept it, directly enter the eighteen layers of hell.

"Hurry up and call people to send cash and real estate certificates, but don't fool me. I know you have two real estate," Liang extended the stinky wooden stakes to his eyes.

Li Luanjian nodded again and again, and really wanted to faint again. Now he finds how enviable a happy life.

Li Luanwu called with a mobile phone, and Liang was also calling.

Fu Jingya's team over there also rushed over, and apologized to Fu Jingya, saying that the traffic jam on the road was delayed. He fled under his group.

Wang Jun's troops quickly withdrew quickly before the police army arrived.

Half an hour later, Li Luanwu's private lawyer came over with a password box, which contained documents such as cash and real estate certificates. A 150 -square -meter high -end unit room, he envious of drooling.

Pulling Liang to the side smirked and said, "Hey, Liang Zi, the villa belongs to you, how about the unit room, I have been mixed with a half of my life in Huadu, I have long dreamed that there is a set of my own house to marry my wife to live a life. ... and the cash, I like it too, "

Liang kicked him with a kick and warned: "Don't think about it, cash and unit rooms are compensated to Yang Beilu's family, villa,"

"Hey, how about the villa," the old five eyes asked.

"Of course, I returned to me. Where did you be when I was alone," Liang said fiercely.

The despair of the old five face, walking in angrily kicking Li Luanju to vent his anger, Li Luanwu died of injustice, he had lost his family, and he was beaten.

"You still have money or not, hand over Grandpa," the five fifth threatened threats.

"It's really gone," Li Luan screamed.

"No money, then I had to send the underwriting organs under the bottom of the black market."

"Ah, mom ... don't, don't do this, I have money, I still have money," Li Luanwu was scared to die, and begging for mercy.

"Oh, where is it?"

"I have a set of real estate in the hands of a woman, and there are 500,000 at her at the same time, oh oh ..." Li Grand intestines cried and louder, but his last savings were squeezed. The landlord is still poor.

"Damn, how can I get it under the name of a woman," the fifth old roar, but he doesn't like to grab the woman's money.

"Woohoo, they all write my name. You can see the files and bank cards as long as you go there to open the safe," Li Luanwu explained.
Chapter completed!