If the Zhang Beilong brothers stood under the courtyard wall outside, they were afraid that the cadres in the organs would rush up and pull them away. However, they climbed onto the high wall, but they could not only get rid of the pulling of the cadres in the organs, but also block the hooking machine. After all, steel dared not dig into the human flesh.

Wen Guangyao sat in the bucket and looked around, but found that he was the only one in the air, facing the three Zhang Beilong brothers who were waiting for him.

"Guangyao, take it seriously." Wang Guoyao shouted loudly below.

"Brother, you're holding it tight," shouted the young man who turned on the hook, "kick them down."

Wen Guangyao's hand was also holding the bucket tightly. He gestured to the hook master. The hook master sat back into the driving compartment, and the bucket slowly began to move forward.

Zhang Beilong was closest to the bucket, but the red cherry gun in his hand was gone. He cursed and stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Wen Guangyao out of the bucket.

Taking advantage of the inertia of the hook machine, when the bucket was about to approach Zhang Beilong, Wen Guangyao suddenly exerted his leg and kicked Zhang Beilong in the arm. Zhang Beilong groaned, but his figure did not shake at all.

A middle-aged man next to him who looked very similar to him came to help. Wen Guangyao was about to figure out what to do, but the young man who turned on the hook machine shouted again, "Get firmly." The hook machine's bucket immediately left the courtyard wall.

The hook machine adjusted the direction, sided the bucket, and approached the courtyard wall again. In this way, Zhang Beilong was in front and his younger brother was behind him. The two could not attack Wen Guangyao at the same time.

"Master, hurry up." Wen Guangyao shouted loudly, freeing up a hand and pushing forward.

The young man who turned on the hook machine was very smart and immediately understood Wen Guangyao's meaning. The bucket was parallel to the courtyard wall and collided towards Zhang Beilong.

If it is a steel bucket, hitting it directly may hurt Zhang Beilong, but Wen Guangyao stood inside and kicked it with his legs, which can prevent the bucket from hitting Zhang Beilong directly.

Zhang Beilong had a ferocious face. He raised his hand and was about to take it right away. But this time, with the momentum of the bucket, Wen Guangyao suddenly stepped out when the bucket reached his sight. With a "bang", Zhang Beilong did not grab Wen Guangyao, but this kick was firmly kicked on Zhang Beilong's face. He shook to the left, swung his hands back a few times, and was about to fall down.

The middle-aged man following him immediately took a few steps and reached out to help him, but with the inertia of the bucket, Wen Guangyao pointed at him again. He did not hold Zhang Beilong, but he lost the center of gravity. The two of them tilted their bodies and finally fell down from the courtyard wall at the same time.

A young man in his thirties ran over without hesitation, but happened to grab the leg that Wen Guangyao kicked out. He was full of hope and pulled Wen Guangyao off, but he didn't expect that the bucket was still moving forward, and his legs couldn't help but retreated back with the bucket, so that he wouldn't have much attention in his hands.

Wen Guangyao made up his heart and raised his other foot and kicked him, kicking him several times. The young man finally couldn't hold on. While his hands were loose and his feet were not stable, Wen Guangyao kicked him down again.

Seeing the three brothers "fall into the mortal world" one by one, Wen Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down, Wang Guoyao and other town leaders also calmed down, but Zhang Beilong was sitting on the ground with his feet in his arms. Yuan Zhenggang and several police officers from the police station blocked his two brothers.

"Stop, I'll come down." Wen Guangyao shouted to the young man.

When the hook machine's bucket stopped moving, Wen Guangyao jumped on the yard wall, squatted again, and jumped into the yard. With a "wow", he pulled open the iron bolt of the door and pushed the two fans aside with force.

The two hookers extended their long arms and raised their buckets high. The high courtyard wall collapsed with the roar and turned into broken tiles.

Wang Guoyao walked over excitedly and punched Wen Guangyao on the shoulder, "Guangyao, good! Go back and remember your merits!" Behind him, Tian Haidong, Zhang Hongwu, Qu Bingcheng and other town leaders also walked over with a smile.

Cui Baosen smiled and said, "It was the three heroes who fought against Lu Bu just now, but Lu Bu won!" Although he was joking, he no longer joked.

"Guangyao, let alone, I really don't look like college students!" Zhao Tiemin sighed. The college students in his impression may be nerds, and they are useless, but they are scholars.

Looking at everyone's smiling faces, everyone's concern echoed in their ears, Wen Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the efforts he had just given were worth it. He couldn't help but look at the high and the bucket again, and suddenly felt a little scared. He didn't think about anything in his mind just now, and just tried his best to pull Zhang Beilong down. Now he felt frightened.

"Wang Zhen, you don't have to remember merits," he withdrew his eyes, looked at the cadres of the agency following behind, and deliberately joked, "Just buy a piece of clothes and a pair of pants."

Only when you have achievements but not earn money, and when you have the ability to be arrogant can you avoid being jealous and not being jealous. Although Wen Guangyao did not have this idea at that time, he felt a little embarrassed in front of everyone and wanted to cover it up with jokes.

Wang Guoyao laughed, "Buy it, let alone a pair of pants, one hundred pieces are fine." He smiled generously and happily.

"Wang Zhen, do you need to move things out for them?" Seeing the collapse of the courtyard wall and the dust was flying, Wen Guangyao reminded that the eight main rooms in the north house were about to be demolished.

"Xingcheng, you organize everyone and move everything you can out into the yard." Wang Guoyao said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged woman who had just poured gasoline rushed forward like crazy again. Several female cadres and young men quickly grabbed her. Zhang Beilong also wanted to jump up, but his face was distorted in pain, but he could no longer stand up.

Yan Xingcheng walked into the yard with the cadres of the agency. Du Pengcheng was ready to act actively, but in a short while, Yan Xingcheng walked out of the house, "Wang Zhen, all the valuable things in the house have been taken away, and only one empty shell is left." He said with a smile.

"He was prepared for a long time, just wanted to extort some more money," Wang Guoyao looked at the couple angrily, "Move all those who can move out for him and demolish them!" He waved his hand.

Amid Zhang Beilong's wife's crying, the roof was lifted up and the walls were pushed down. The eight tiled houses quickly turned into eight rubble. Although the warning belt was pulled, many bold people still squeezed in.

Compared to the low-key discussions of the cadres in the organs, some people began to applaud and cheered. Some people kept taking pictures with their mobile phones. An old man sighed, "What has the government been doing? Such a good word, let him occupy it for so many years!"

"Okay, now you won't have to take a detour again when driving a big car!"

"Foreign households have become the tyrants of Xiangyang Village, and it's time to rectify them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd set off firecrackers. With the sound of "crackling" firecrackers, green smoke rose with the wind and soared into the sky.

Wang Guoyao was very interested. At first, he watched the hooking machine with his hands behind his back, but later he started to talk to the cadres of the agency beside him with gestures. Wen Guangyao found that as long as he was happy, he liked to gesture gestures whenever he spoke, and his hand was very large.

The hook machine was dismantled very quickly. Wang Guoyao looked at it for a while, turned around and explained a few briefly to Sun Futang who was standing next to him, and then said a few words to Yuan Zhenggang and Du Yunlong, then shouted to Wen Guangyao who was standing beside him, "It's finished dismantling, I'll inform everyone to go back to work." Amid the roar of bulldozers and hook machines, the explosion of firecrackers and the sound of the crowd, he had to shout loudly.

When the town government officials heard the order, they left Zhang Beilong's yard one after another, but the people refused to disperse for a long time. They were still talking excitedly, pointing, and talking and laughing.

Wen Guangyao felt that his body was poured with gasoline, and his clothes and pants were sticky to his body, which was very uncomfortable. He simply walked aside and took off his shirt, revealing his strong chest muscles tightly wrapped in the elastic vest.

Yuan Zhenggang did not leave by car, but talked to a young woman in her twenties. His eyebrows were filled with smiles. He was not the evil police station director just now, but rather a kind and amiable eldest brother from Lin's family.

This young woman is like a big girl, tall, with short black hair, very energetic, and her hair reflects a bright luster under the sunlight. Her skin is also white, but there is a heroic spirit between her eyebrows, and she is clean and rustling with her body.

The young woman also saw him, Yuan Zhenggang also looked at him, smiled and said a few more words to the young woman. The young woman also smiled and looked at him again.

Wen Guangyao didn't want to delay, so he took his dirty clothes and ran a few steps to catch up with the large army.

After returning to the town government, he took a shower in the bathhouse outside, cleaned himself up, changed into a brand new white shirt, and returned to the office.

There was no one in the office, only the officials on duty left. When he saw him coming in, he smiled and said, "Wang Zhen has been looking for you all the time, and he has called a few times!"

Wen Guangyao hurriedly asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"He didn't say anything, he just said that he would see you and ask you to go to his office in the afternoon."

Wen Guangyao heard what he said, and knew it was not an urgent matter. After going to the cafeteria to have dinner, he returned to the organization and took a good sleep. In the morning, his whole body was nervous and he was really tired.

In addition to An Zhijie, Yin Changgui and others, they all participated in the operation in the morning, and several drivers were also in the big office. Obviously, everyone had not yet relieved from the excitement in the morning, and were still talking enthusiastically. Wen Guangyao just walked into the office and immediately became the core of the topic.

Wen Guangyao was not good at ignoring everyone's intentions, but he couldn't promote himself too much. While modestly, he politely held the cigarette, and finally broke the topic away from him.

"Guangyao, Wang Zhen asked you to go up." An Zhijie immediately put it down after answering the phone. He looked at Wen Guangyao who was chatting with everyone and said with a smile.

Wen Guangyao hurriedly wiped the cigarette in the ashtray, picked up the notebook, and quickly arrived at the second floor.
Chapter completed!