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Chapter 63

At this moment, Qian, the village chief who was blocked by the victims, felt like he had eaten an iron cow.

If this idiot hadn't been greedy and resorted to spending money to buy a quota, how could he have ended up in this situation?

If the matter gets serious and reaches the ears of the adults, everything he has worked hard to plan for the past month will be in vain, and he will be completely disgusted by the adults. How can he have a bright future?

Thinking of this, Village Chief Qian calmed down and put on his usual convincing posture: "The idea of ​​spending money to buy a quota is completely false. If Qian had such ability, how could he be in the city for a mouthful of water now?"

worry?"

After hearing this, Song Xixi, who was not far away, was equally confused by this point.

Village Chief Qian can collude with Tieniu, so he is obviously not a good person.

If there weren't enough attractive benefits, he could go all the way to bring Tieniu and two hundred other people to Yangcheng, and also find connections to make them the first batch of people to be resettled?

Combined with the previous announcement issued by the government, asking the people in the city to donate money and materials to the resettled victims, she always felt that there was something ulterior in it.

However, the government is involved here, and no matter whether there is something ulterior or not, I must not get involved.

This time she only needs to deal with Tieniu, who defrauded money and killed people, and his accomplice, Village Chief Qian, and the other matters have nothing to do with her.

Song Xixi didn't know that Village Chief Qian really had bad intentions.

As Village Chief Qian said when they met, a riot broke out in the local area and many villagers were involved. The nearly 200 people he brought to Yangcheng were all related to the local rioters.

The people in power in Yangcheng were greedy for power, so they secretly sent many people like Village Chief Qian to the area, and tricked such people into Yangcheng one after another.

On the surface, these people were resettled as victims of the disaster, but in fact they were treated as "thieves" who became those in power to "quell the chaos".

Once these people enter the city, they will sign a deed of sale in a daze and become involuntary slaves. From now on, their fate will depend on their own fate.

Today's trouble may indirectly change the tragic fate of these people.

Unlike Song Xixi, the victims' thoughts were much simpler. They pointed at Village Chief Qian and said sarcastically:

"Bah, you disguise yourself as a disaster victim, don't you just want to make money from the victims! If there is a business waiting for me with a hundred cents per head, let alone pretending to be a disaster victim, just pretend to be something that shakes its head in the latrine.

I’ll do it all!”

Village Chief Qian had never experienced such humiliation before. He was so angry that he almost breathed his last: "Vulgar!"

The victims laughed loudly: "Look, you are pretending to be a scholar here. Scholars are not like you who are full of copper odor. You dare to earn the life-saving money of the victims, and you are not afraid of losing your life!"

These words pierced Tie Niu's lungs, and he shouted with red eyes: "Shut up!"

How could the victims be afraid of him? Someone rushed forward and grabbed Tieniu's collar: "It's you who should shut up. Tomorrow the government will release the list of the second batch of victims to be resettled. If they were really bought with money, you will

Wash your neck and wait."

Now that the news of spending money to buy a quota has spread, it is no longer possible to buy a quota with this guy in private.

The persimmons have to be picked on the weak, they are unarmed and cannot go against the government, but they are venting their anger on this unfair thing, and the government will not care about angry victims like them.

Under the naked threat, Tieniu's face turned pale: "No, it's not me. I'm just an ordinary farmer. How can I get a quota..."

At this point, he suddenly had an idea and pointed directly at Village Chief Qian: "It's him. He asked me to do this. He is a scholar and has good friends with people in the government. He got the news in advance and instigated me to do this."

What I did is really none of my business..."

Village Chief Qian was so angry that he ignored his status as a scholar and pointed at Tieniu and yelled: "Idiot, you are obviously greedy and treacherous, and you used this method to defraud others of their money behind my back. Now you dare to beat him up in order to get away with it?

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Tieniu wanted to survive, so he immediately retorted: "Humph, you said you could get a resettlement quota, implying that I could make money with this, otherwise how could I have such a mind as a farmer?"

Village Chief Qian would not admit it and slapped him in the face: "You dare to slander a scholar with a great reputation, you are simply seeking death!"

Tieniu didn't want to be beaten in vain, so he immediately pounced on him and started fighting with Village Chief Qian: "You've done me a terrible job, I'll kill you!"

In front of hundreds of disaster victims, the two men fought, each eager to put the other to death.

"Oh, the dog-eat-dog show started so quickly?"

Song Yin's eyes widened with excitement on his face: "These two are worthy of being together, and they bite each other smoothly. I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow to see this good show."

Others were also very happy to see it. Yang Cuilian touched Yuan Bao's head: "Your mother's revenge will be avenged, and you should let it go in the future."

Yuan Bao nodded silently, his eyes gradually became wet, but he resisted the tears from falling.

Tieniu and Village Chief Qian were of similar stature and age, and there was not much difference in physical strength. After a while, both of them were beaten black and blue by the other.

The victims who were watching the excitement stopped the tribesmen who wanted to stop them, but no one stepped forward to start a fight.

In the end, they themselves got tired from fighting and fell to the ground panting.

With so many victims guarding them, Song Jia'ao was not afraid that the two of them would run away. Seeing that there was no excitement to see, they went back to sleep. There would be even greater excitement to see tomorrow, so they had to be energetic.

Early the next morning, the government posted the second batch of resettlement lists on time.

Except for those guarding Tieniu and Village Chief Qian, all other victims gathered at the city gate. Every time a name was announced, they repeated it loudly in the crowd.

As a result, from the first name to the last name, not a single victim came forward to claim it.

Seeing this, what else do the victims not understand?

The so-called resettlement is just a big joke, a joke made by the government because they want to be greedy for fame but don't want to work hard!

Yangcheng was heavily guarded, and even if the victims knew the truth, they would not dare to break in and cause trouble.

So Tieniu and Village Chief Qian were in tragedy. The victims, who had nowhere to vent, rushed directly in front of them and beat and kicked them mercilessly.

The two of them were injured to begin with, but how could they withstand the fists and kicks of the victims. They were beaten so much that they cried for their fathers and mothers: "Don't fight, don't fight, people are going to die, people are going to die, ouch——"

The louder they screamed, the harsher the victims were.

After a while, the two of them fell lifeless in a pool of blood, and they were about to die.

The commotion here was so loud that it alerted the guards at the city gate.

After discovering that a human life had occurred, the guards held knives and guns to scare the victims, and then the two unconscious people were successfully taken away.

However, Tieniu's injury was too serious, and the government could not find a good doctor to treat him carefully. He died at noon that day.

Qian Xiucai managed to save his life, but his hands were broken, and the bone-setting doctor could not restore them, so he was completely disabled.


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