"Bow him to death!"

"Bow him to death!"

"Bow him to death!"

Stones, wooden sticks, and messy things were smashed over, and the targets were tied up with wooden signs on their backs with a line of large characters written on them.

Reactionary killer Yang Chuanzhi!

Reactionary killer Yang Chuanqing!

Reactionary killer Yang Chuanyi!

...

Yang Chuanzhi, the first one, was the killer who injured Zhao Yiqian by putting a cold gun. His job was to be the armory maintenance squad leader of "Pingyang Shu". He was very good at shooting skills and was very famous in Xiangxi, known as the "Ten Step Snake".

Locally in Hunan, there is a "five-step snake" that is very popular. If you are bitten, you will either die or be injured.

Yang Chuanzhi, who was within ten steps, had a quick shot and accurate gun. He could win Kaiyuan Tongbao by a thirty-step gun. He was a famous sharpshooter.

This time, Zhao Yiqian was not killed with one shot. It was not because he failed, but because he did it intentionally.

In order to raise prices with people, and then raise the next market.

After all, Yang Chuanzhi is a veteran. He has been with Hunan Road for many years and has rich experience in the world.

When he arrived in Anren Town, he realized that many people would die from the old landlords and the new Commissioner Wang.

So how can one Zhao Yiqian end?

It must be one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight, and not killing the fire, how could it be over?

When he learned that "Guo Que'er" was here, Yang Chuanzhi planned to take a pier to remove it first. He knew that "Guo Que'er" was not because of the southern Ganzhou horse gang, but the "Changzhong Society", but "Guo Que'er" went to Chang'an for training when he was a teenager.

Guo Wei's shooting skills are even better than him, and he is proficient in everything. These are all crafts in the world, and he can make a living by making a living, let alone proficient in everything.

Therefore, there is another meaning to injuring Zhao Yiqian. Let’s take a look at the reaction of Member Wang.

If this is the rule on the aisle, I will definitely inquire. Once I contact you, as long as Member Wang gives you face, not more than 1,200 or more than 350, it will be safe.

However, he never expected that Wang Jiao not only did not ask the people on the road to inquire, but instead directly asked the mud-legged men to form a gang, which made Yang Chuanzhi very unhappy.

Turning to the old landlords in Anren Town, they all felt that Huang Shi'an, Zhenjiang, was busy raising money, and hoped that the brothers of "Pingyang Shu" would help, the price was easy to say.

A person's head costs fifty yuan, which is the agreed price.

Recognize people, check out points, and set up guns...

Unfortunately, it only took another three days to make trouble, and Yang Chuanzhi himself and his brothers were all blocked in the mountains.

I couldn't get out all night, so I had to admit defeat.

I originally thought that as long as I report a name, I could still keep my life, and it was nothing more than losing money.

After all, he was still a soldier from "Pingyang Shou", and no matter how he was, he was dealt with by military law, the civil law could not control them.

However……

"Brother! Brother! Tell me!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, brother!"

Yang Chuanqing was snot and tears. He was tied up with his waist and couldn't stand up. He said that today was a public trial meeting, but he never expected that it was them who had the public trial first!

What about the promised "big cousin" Wu Dingshan?

Among the people watching on the roadside were also elderly, weak women and children from "Chaoling Village", some elderly women and some elderly women were talking in difficult dialects.

He looked very excited. Soon, he knelt down and kept kowtowing at the rostrum.

Wang Jiao and the people in Chaolingzhai said clearly about killing the "big cousin" Wu Dingshan. They said that they were all right. Why should they be killed and whether they should be killed?

Those who had divided the land in "Chaoling Village" also recognized this result.

Now, when I saw those assassinating Mud Legs paraded in front of the Yaowang Temple and sent it to the "New Yigong Training Institute", all the memories from decades ago were churned out.

He is not a vicious person, who would have thought that he would take the risk of becoming a bandit and occupying the mountains as a king at the beginning?

The bandits in western Jiangxi and eastern Hunan have never fallen from the sky. Without the cause, how can they be the consequences?

The old woman who couldn't understand anything else was not clear, but as long as she was not blind, she saw the soldiers of "Pingyang Shu" and wanted to go to the court!

Such people also need to be punished at noon!

"Brother-in-law, Huang Shi'an has set out and is heading here."

"Wow, this guy has been hiding for more than a month and he still has to come out."

"Brother-in-law, how do you plan to deal with him? Is there someone from Changsha?"

"What do you think?"

"Brother-in-law, I have seen all the people from Changsha, all the secretaries." Peng Yancai smiled, "I went up and asked, they were all the secretaries of the 'Premier's Choice'. In the future, it would be more than enough to be a county magistrate. Brother-in-law, when did you contact them?"

"eleven."

"Um?"

"You should still have to be more open-minded, but you are not brave enough."

"Clam?"

Peng Yancai scratched his head, thinking that he had fought with the "Public Security Maintenance Association" before. The captain of the yellow film was like a gray grandson, and he didn't dare to let go of his fart. He helped harvest rice in shame, but he also helped transport grain.

If it weren't for the fact that it was a bit too much, Peng Yancai thought it would be fine to let them thresh.

I am a general, so why aren't I brave enough?

They were talking, but Guo Wei was talking to people from Changsha.

Several decently dressed young men, holding their glasses, were asking while taking notes.

Among them, the one with a badge is the reporter; the one with no badge but a special badge is the secretary who "selects people".

There were more than ten people in groups of three or five.

One of them stood at the gate of the "Yaowang Temple Guesthouse" with a sad face. Captain Gan, who was next to him, said nothing, and his expression was much lonely.

"The atmosphere here is not right."

"It's not just wrong. The advanced elements and activists in the 'New Yigong Training Institute' are all in the squad and squadrons to convey their spirits. If you operate normally, this will be a very bloated organization. But you have seen it."

At first glance, the "Five Gun Team" can be seen everywhere, and the Joint Defense Team is also full of morale. The farmers wrapped in headscarves have raised their heads and chests like never before, and the joy is not hidden at all.

As for the students recruited by the "New Volunteer Training Institute", the new recruits were more energetic. They had already asked, and they had frequent exercises and many subjects, but not many complaints.

You can express complaints, but you cannot express them privately.

"Students have left before, but many people from Jiangxi came because they thought the distance was long and they came, so they gritted their teeth and persevered. Look there."

Pointing to a temporary building on the riverside, the bamboo and wood mixed structure is still being expanded, and boats can also be seen docking, and ships lined up in a long queue and stopped along the river.

There were all elders who were studying soldiers there, most of them from southern Hunan and southern Gansu. Some old fathers were so sad when they saw their son suffering a lot and sent a lot of money to clear them up, so that Committee Member Wang could take their children home.

However, Wang Jiao agreed, but the scholar himself refused.

The 15 or 16-year-old boy has begun to understand the world seriously. What he saw openly is completely different from what he saw before.

What my father hopes is to be a slut, and when he returns to his hometown, he will be resettled in the future, and have been a "righteous brave man". According to the old rules of the past, after returning home, he will be a middle-aged man who "clearly determines right and wrong" in the shop. That is more than enough.

When people in the world come out to tell the truth, they also want to give "righteousness" three points of thin air, because they can't be sure that they are just a robe for eating.

But this time, such a difficult time, even risked the fight with the bandits, and directly made me reluctant.

How could they let their youngest son suffer such hardship?

The younger son and the older grandson are born with love. They are originally a "gilded" career. What's wrong with the riots?

The travel expenses I used before were taken were taken as wasted and my son was taken home.

However, when I arrived at the place, I realized that it was a trivial matter to be with the bandits!

I ruined the landlord’s job. Is this what people do?!

My son doesn’t act as a “righteous brave man”, and he returns to his hometown for dozens of acres of land?!

If you destroy the landlord’s job, then in the future, can others not destroy their son’s job?

They are all landlords, what's the difference?

But when I was unable to figure it out, their son was stubborn and refused to go home.

It seemed as if the turn of his back to home was the greatest shame in his life. His classmates never had any cold eyes, and Member Wang nodded in agreement, but no one ridiculed or mocked him.

But the teenagers understood that this turn... could not be turned.

People must have ideals!

Ask the people for their decree!

glory!

Serving the people!
To be continued...