boom!

Rumble...

The sound from far to near is like a muffled thunder, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable. The huge portrait of Feng Ann, the Feng family, the Feng family in the South China Sea facing Zhenguan, also trembled because of this muffled thunder.

The portrait is so realistic. It was the scene when Feng Ang was ordered to appease the Liao people, and one by one went to persuade the surrender of the people, and many powerful men in the Liao village abandoned their weapons and came to worship.

The majesty of Duke Geng has continued to this day.

The old Guardians had long disappeared.

The former Liaozhai had long been transformed into settlements and various jelly sugar processing factories.

Feng's sugar industry map started from the current Mingda sugar production factory, and it has been brilliant and extremely glorious.

"It's over!"

With a scream, Zan Xuemen, director of the Nandu Special Services Department of the State Administration of Taxation of the Central Huangtang, opened his eyes wide, rushed out for two steps, and then staggered and covered his heart, then gritted his teeth, and the sound seemed to be released from a stuffy jar: "Go! Request all the supplies from the local Health and Health Bureau immediately!"

"yes!"

"Order 'Nanzhong Society'... wait, and notify the director immediately! Then say that the Dongjiang Reservoir collapsed! Immediately!"

"yes!"

Zan Xuemen's eyes were cold and asked again, "How many mobs are arrested now? Are there any statistics?"

"Report! Capture one thousand two hundred and twenty-nine!"

"Order! Except for the spy company, drive to Dongjiang!"

"yes!"

After opening the map, Zan Xuemen looked at the topographic map. He knew that there was no big problem when he passed by here. The two mountains there were highlands and the reservoir was on the southeast side.

"Director, there is a dragging bucket in the sugar factory. Should I hang it up?

"Hang up whatever you can hang up! And bring all the wooden barrels!"

After saying that, Zan Xuemen said again, "Old Wang! You come and lead the team!"

"yes!"

The tax police team immediately started to work hard, and a large number of prisoners were concentrated to guard. The spy company was directly under the secret service and was originally carrying out special tasks.

In fact, there are more tax police officers in the hands of the Secret Service than pirates.

He almost forgot how many old brothers were executed by Zan Xuemen.

And this time, it was rare that Zanxue Gate actually made the evil dogs of the secret service choose to do dirty work and tiring work.

But after the tax police group left, Zan Xuemen immediately called his car, then slapped his face with both hands, squeezed out a smile, he immediately went into the wall, and then shouted to the prosecutors who were still busy there: "Sir! Sir! Now things are urgent. Something may have happened in Dongjiang. Maybe it will be raining and dam collapse. In short, it is not good. Sir, where to handle the case, not the case? These materials are packed and packed, and it is safest to go to the ship!"

"Director Zan, are you joking? Break the dam?!"

"Sir, I dare not laugh! You have also heard the movement just now. If it weren't for the dam collapse, would it be an earthquake?"

"this……"

"Walk!"

The older prosecutor did not talk nonsense, just pulled the person away, and then rushed to Zan Xue's door, "Director Zan, what about you?"

"Well, Zan's duty is still to help his brothers."

As he said that, Zanxue Gate pointed to the east. Seeing this, the people from the Central Procuratorate immediately understood that it seemed that some people from the tax police group were heading east.

Now, something happened over there.

"Director Zan, take care of yourself!"

"Just serve the court."

After saying that, Zan Xuemen clasped his fists and respectfully sent the people from the Central Procuratorate to leave.

Dozens of boxes filled with documents from the Mingda Sugar Manufacturing Factory. A car pulled a tow bucket and carried the people from the Central Procuratorate and "evidence" and left directly.

After confirming that the people from the Central Procuratorate had walked away, Zan Xuemen slowly took out a pair of gloves, which were white gloves. His ancestor Zan Junmo had to wear a pair of white gloves in the "Tianzhu" at that time in the "Tianzhu" and whenever he wanted to do dirty work for "Li Xianren".

At that time, gloves were made of silk.

Now, the gloves are made of cotton silk.

"Come!"

"Director?"

"After Lao Wang and the others left, they would immediately detain the mob. There were many rooms in this sugar factory, and a workshop could hold hundreds of people..."

"What does the director mean?"

"Waiting for Lao Wang's signal, if it is confirmed that it is a dam collapse."

Zan Xuemen raised his white gloves' hands, gestured as a knife, and slowly moved down everything.

"Director, here, there are more than a thousand people."

"One thousand or ten thousand, it is my Zan Xuemen who is responsible for it. What are you afraid of?"

"yes!"

"Boy, I'll teach you a trick. If you're afraid, go and look at the architectural drawings more. Why don't people die? They are killed by bombing, drowning, choking, and..." The cold-tongued Zanxue Gate lowered his voice, "I'm suffocating to death."

Gu.

"I understand?"

"Ming...understand!"

After saying that, Zan Xuemen looked ahead, and didn't know whether it was for his subordinates or for himself. "The matter has come to this point. If you don't treat others, others can treat you. The people from the procuratorate have left. Anything happens in the future will be just a sensation..."

"Yes! Director Xie's advice!"

"Oh."

Zan Xuemen snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.

What do he want to do such dirty work?

He doesn't want to, but he has to do it even if he doesn't want to!

Zan Xuemen is also very clear that the prisoners outside, I write "mob", except for those well-trained, most of them are just sugar factory workers who are incited by a fever.

He has seen many such people.

There are countless such people in "Shicao Ridge", in Annan Province, and even in Jiangdong Province more than a hundred years ago.

When you make a living, you will make a living, and everyone will make a living.

It's just that hardship, I don't know what to do.

Crack, Crack, Crack...

When we arrived outside the wall, the building of Mingda Sugar Industry Corporation behind us looked much old. After all, it was in the past. The outer wall and the sunny side had traces of water stains and moss.

After wiping the lighter several times, it was then ignited. He shook a cigarette out and slowly took a few sips in his mouth. Zan Xuemen looked at the east side and whispered: "Damn..."

Rumble...

A fierce voice rolled in. When his eyes closed, Zanxue Gate knew that it was really a dam breakdown.

Feng family, how dare you!

Gripping his teeth, his fingers holding cigarettes were trembling. Zan Xuemen turned around and went in, and found his confidant subordinates: "After that, brothers, one of them was shocked by 20,000 yuan! Go and convey it!"

"yes!"

After his subordinates ran to make it clear and hinted, Zan Xuemen was still whispering. He was not unskilled in doing such things, but he had been many times before.

But before they were overseas, this was the first time, the first time in the mainland, and even the first time in Nandu, one of the two capitals and six capitals!

The nature is different. In Hainan Province, there is no need to worry about the impact or the law of the king or the law of the king.

What is the king's law? The horizontal sword of the handgun is the king's law, the imperial power permit, and the cabinet approval is the king's law!

The Nanhai Xuanwei envoy's mansion wanted to suppress the influence of the matter, and there was no need to worry about it. The news spread to the "Canglong Road". It was a year or two after a year, and then to Guangzhou, Nandu and Luoyang. In two or three years, no matter how big the case was, it lost its attention.

During this period, those who should be promoted, those who should be promoted will make money, and even those who cause trouble will choose not to rely on the fairness and fairness of the court because of despair. They would rather fight with their enemies with swords and guns than be too lazy to go to Luoyang to make trouble.

I hope that things like "Master Qingtian" may happen at that time, but over time, it will fade.

It is better to believe in yourself than to believe in anything.

For Zanxuemen, those poor people who choose to wave their swords to the court officials because of their hearts and coldness, can only be truly able to kill their whole family when they pick up the horizontal sword and the crossbow.

Legal and reasonable, and the laws of nature are clear.

What is the law of nature? National law is the law of nature.

If you kill the official, you rebel, you deserve to die.

This is the past experience, this is the experience of the Zhenguan Dynasty over the past 300 years. For more than two hundred years, the wealthy families of aristocratic families and in the old places of foreign countries have been playing this way.

A sentence that was written in history books three hundred years ago may be that thousands of heads fell to the ground.
To be continued...