Quiet! The horrifying quietness in shock!

No! To be precise, only Wang Weiqing, who was rolling all over the ground, screamed loudly, but the people below watched and were surprised.

This horrifying scene lasted for less than two seconds. I don’t know who shouted “Good bite!”, which instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the people.

"Beat Wang Weiqing to death!"

"Wang Weiqing, who is killed in heaven, today is the time for you to pay your life."

"Wang Weiqing is not dead, and the people have no way out, so beat him to death."

As everyone roared in anger, everyone began to squeeze forward. Especially the people standing at the forefront of the audience, who were leading the way, rushing to kill Wang Weiqing, while climbing up the stage.

According to Xiang Jiafu's arrangement, or the normal procedures for the Red Army's previous criticism and debate trial meetings: first let the members of the eloquent propaganda team come to the stage to speak, which will drive everyone's emotions. Then find people who are brave and have indeed wronged to come to the stage to accuse, ignite everyone's enthusiasm, and guide the people to carry out criticism and debate meetings. Finally, the worst criticism is punished, especially those bad gentry and bullies who have murders on the hands of the people. After parading in the streets, they will be directly executed. In fact,

Before the criticism and fight meeting, based on the investigation of Wang Weiqing's numerous crimes, the party committee composed of Xiang Jiafu and Zhang Guozhi and other old party members decided: Wang Weiqing was undead and the public was in a state of anger. After the criticism and fight meeting, he paraded in the street and was shot and killed three people who were arrested and tortured to death by him last year because he could not afford the tax. It was just because of the haste time that it was too late to change the criticism and fight meeting into a trial meeting, so he simply criticized and fought Wang Weiqing with a clear purpose.

But Xiang Jiafu never expected that the people of Guitang Town were suppressed for too long and too hard. Once released, this hysterical anger was like a volcano erupting.

"Friends, please believe our Red Army, the Red Army will make the decision for everyone."

"Everyone calm down, you must be calm."

"Everyone listen to me, don't be excited, go down first, don't go to the stage."

The people in front of the stage climbed up the stage, and the Red Army soldiers could barely stop it with the help of a height. But there were steps on both sides of the platform, and the excited people rushed over, and it was not something that a few Red Army soldiers could persuade or block. Once these people rushed to the stage, they were angry and not to mention the stampede. The dozen or so local tyrants who had not yet been criticized and fought would definitely be beaten to death. At that time, it would be a sensational negative event.

Zhang Qingshan, who was stopping the old mother from rushing towards Wang Weiqing, saw that the scene became messy and the situation was about to evolve into an uncontrollable situation, and his decisive face was revealed.

He picked up the spear on his back, pulled the bolt decisively, and was about to pull the trigger to the sky to achieve a deterrent effect. However, Xiang Jiafuyi grabbed it: "Don't shoot! Never shoot!"

"Why?"

Xiang Jiafu pointed at the crowded crowd and frowned: "Look at the people below, there is no reason to speak of. At this time, if you want to shoot, if you are used, it will probably turn into a riot."

Zhang Qingshan glanced at the people and looked at his comrades beside him, and he was anxious: Seeing that the scene was uncontrollable and he could not shoot, it was impossible to rely on this little person to maintain it. Is there no other way?

Suddenly, he saw Wang Weiqing, who was protected by several comrades, who was already scared and was rolling back in fear. The inspiration appeared in his mind. He ran two steps and quickly dragged Wang Weiqing to the front of the stage, kicked Wang Weiqing to the bottom of the stage. He pointed at Wang Weiqing and shouted: "Wang Weiqing has been kicked off the stage. Don't go to the stage. Hurry up and beat him to death!"

The people only saw Wang Weiqing, the big enemy. Seeing that he was kicked off the stage, they immediately rushed over. While scolding, they punched and kicked Wang Weiqing and screamed twice and disappeared.

Seeing that the situation was relieved, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing that the people knew that Wang Weiqing had been beaten to death, they still rushed forward and continued to trample on the body. Everyone's hearts raised: the deep resentment was completely released, that is, if this resentment was exploited, it could be 100% confirmed. These people definitely hid the minions or spies of the Kuomintang reactionaries. They could still stage riots. You should know that there were more than a dozen local tyrants and evil gentry on the stage who were scared to death.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan's courage and wisdom were reflected.

Without anyone's guidance, he jumped off the stage on his own initiative, shouting, "Stop, Wang Weiqing is dead, and it's no point in fighting again." While rushing towards Wang Weiqing's body. But how could the excited people listen to it, making Wang Weiqing like a lonely boat in the sea, unable to move forward at all.

"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire made the noise abruptly stop, and everyone's movements instantly freeze, causing the originally crowded around Zhang Qingshan to immediately appear in a small space.

Taking advantage of the short opportunity that everyone was stunned, Zhang Qingshan quickly shouted: "Friends, Wang Weiqing has been beaten to death, and it doesn't mean much to beat him anymore. Please calm down."

The experienced Xiang Jiafu was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Qingshan's momentary suppression of the scene. However, when he heard Zhang Qingshan's speech a little bit long-winded, not sharp enough, and was afraid of being exploited, he immediately shouted and took over the topic: "Yes! Comrade Zhang Qingshan's words were right. Wang Weiqing was dead, but there were still a dozen local tyrants and evil gentry waiting for everyone's criticism and struggle! Our Red Army would definitely make the decision for everyone, killing those who should be killed, killing those who should be jailed, and criticizing those who should be criticized. However, we ordinary people are also reasonable people, so for these local tyrants and evil gentry, we have to criticize and fight, reasoning and presenting facts. We must not come up like we did when dealing with Wang Weiqing, and directly killing everyone, saying what I said is right?"

His words were a reduction in popularity. In addition, the people had just spoken out, and the anger in their hearts was much less. So many people nodded in agreement and agreed: "Yes!"

"Come on! I wrapped Wang Weiqing's body in a broken straw mat and buried it in a messy grave to avoid ruining everyone's interest here."

Zhang Qingshan quickly took a few comrades to carry Wang Weiqing's body out.

"Green mountains, green mountains!"

As soon as I walked to the gate, I heard someone calling me and turned my head to look at me. I saw my cousin Zhang Qinggui waving to him. I had to hand over the matter of dealing with Wang Weiqing's body to my comrades, walked over and asked, "Cousin, what's the matter?"

"Aoyama, wasn't the scene just now a bit too much?"

"Cousin, why did you ask that?"
Chapter completed!