Zhao Changqi no longer paid attention to the wounded defeated generals on the ground, walked to Director Li, looked at his swollen cheeks and said, "How is it, Lao Li, is it okay?"

Old Li grinned in a mess: "It's nothing big, but it seems that your big meal will not be enough tonight. The free novel portal shook two big teeth."

Zhao Changgen patted his shoulder and said with a chuckling, "It's okay, braised dog meat and soy wine, stewed soy sauce, it melts when it is held in your mouth, and you don't have to chew it."

Director Li grinned again, trying to squeeze out a smile, but the smile he squeezed out was even worse than crying. He was convinced that Zhao Changgui was still laughing. While talking and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed! Awesome!

At this time, Secretary Gao was still pounding the door, but the iron door was locked from the inside. Through the crack of the door, you can see that the latch inside was twenty-five rebar.

"Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, the door was locked from the inside and could not be opened." Secretary Gao said helplessly.

Zhao Changqi walked over and said, "No need, I have a way." As he said that, Zhao Changqi took out the soul-chasing spear and swung it casually, and the sharp spear tip was poked out.

Lawyer Hu, Director Li, and Secretary Gao were shocked by Zhao Changgui again. Deputy County Magistrate Zhao actually carried controlled knives with him, which was very fierce!

The tip of Zhao Changqiu Soul Chasing Spear reached into the crack of the door, then gently stroked from top to bottom, and then urged the door casually, and the heavy black iron door opened with a clang!

Not only Secretary Gao and the other three were surprised, but even the dozen men lying on the ground were shocked. The locking latch was made of twenty-five rebar! The convenient shovel of Sha Monk may not be cut so easily, right? What exactly is Zhao Changqiu holding in his hand?

Lawyer Hu walked to Zhao Changqiu and whispered: "Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, you are a controlled tool! It seems that you shouldn't be exposed on such occasions, right? Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm afraid of being caught by villains."

Lawyer Hu said while also glanced at the men who were staring at this side from the corner of his eyes.

Zhao Changqiu shook his wrist, and the soul-chasing gun turned into a black cylinder again, hiding it in his back, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I have gun certificates, let alone such control tools."

Lawyer Hu secretly stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

Zhao Changqi walked into the yard with three people, but when they walked into the yard, they were all stunned.

I saw a hidden door wall facing the front door. Turning over the hidden door wall, five large tiled houses facing north and south, the spacious yard was empty, with nothing except a few old locust trees beside the wall, and there was no shadow of a machine. This place was not a small factory or a small workshop, or an ordinary farmhouse!

Secretary Gao's head buzzed all of a sudden. If it weren't for a black workshop, they would have made a big mistake in forcing their houses like this! Director Li and Lawyer Hu's faces were also a little unfair. Only Zhao Changgui's eyes were swept around and looked around. He believed his ears. Although the sound he heard was a little dull before, he was sure that what he heard was the sound of the machine!

At this moment, a sharp cry of a child suddenly came from the main room. Then the door of the main room opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out of it, with a treasure white towel wrapped around his head. As soon as he went out, he stared at Zhao Changgui and shouted: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly run to my house?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he walked towards the gate without waiting for Zhao Changgui to answer, and shouted as he walked: "Dragon, Duke, where have you died? Didn't you let you see the gate? Why did you let strangers come in! So many people can't watch a gate, it's really useless. If your little nephew has a few long and two shorts, I will kill you!"

As soon as the middle-aged man walked to the door, he immediately widened his glasses and stopped talking. Perhaps the scene in front of him exceeded his cognition. He saw more than a dozen of his brothers lying on the ground and humming, his arms and legs drooping weakly, and he was obviously dislocated.

"Brother, they insisted that there was a sound of machines at your house, and that your yard was a black workshop. I wanted to stop them but I couldn't stop them! Brother, it's all my fault! Come quickly and call someone. If my eldest nephew has one, I want these people to bury my eldest nephew with me!" A strange scream from the bald man came from outside the gate.

In the yard, Lawyer Hu's face became very ugly. He whispered to Zhao Changqi beside him: "Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, we seem to have made a mistake. What the bald man said may be true. You hear the crying of the children in the house. Should we admit it first? Then leave?"

Zhao Changqi waved his hand to Lawyer Hu without saying a word, but walked around the yard with a blank expression.

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly turned back from the gate, with a jujube wood stick in his hand, and shouted strangely: "You bastards! I fought with you! You guys who killed my son!"

The middle-aged man raised the Zaomu Gangzi in his hand and smashed it at Zhao Changqi's forehead. How could Zhao Changqi be hit by him? He grabbed the other end of the Zaomu Gangzi with one stroke.

"Stop! If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Changgu let out a loud shout, and at the same time, with a force on his right hand, the Zaomu Gangzi immediately came to his hand.

What Zhao Changqi could not have imagined was that when he snatched the jujube stick in the middle-aged man's hand, the middle-aged man was like a shrew, stuffing his head into his arms regardless of everything, and shouting in a crying tone: "You hit me! You hit me! You hit me to death. Anyway, my son can't live if he sees a stranger today, and I don't want to live anymore. I pity me for being over fifty years old and I have a son!"

Although Zhao Changqi still firmly believed that he had heard nothing wrong, he did not dare to attack the middle-aged man without evidence. He was just passively pushed back by the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man became sadder as he howled. In the end, the man who was five feet tall actually sat on the ground like a woman, burst into tears.

Even Secretary Gao, Lawyer Hu and Director Li felt a little distressed when they saw the middle-aged man's mourning momentum. If they hadn't insisted on breaking in, such a thing would have happened. The three of them lowered their heads in shame. Zhao Changqi was amused and cryed by the middle-aged man.

At this moment, a noisy shout came from outside the door: "Beat him to death! What a bullshit county magistrate! The county magistrate is unreasonable! Even if he is the real county magistrate, he will be beaten to death today!"

"Yes! Beat him to death! They don't even talk about the king's law, what else should we tell them about?"

"Friends, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Let's call the media! Expose this bandit county magistrate! There are laws to punish him."

With the noise, a large group of people rushed in from the yard and instantly surrounded Zhao Changgui and glared one by one, as if they were about to swallow Zhao Changgui and peel them alive. Some people were crowded in the crowd and kept taking photos with their mobile phones.

Just when Zhao Changqi was making trouble and Zhao Changqi was at a loss, he was on a two-story building not far from the yard, and several men were watching the movements here with a smile on his face.

"Damn, Yang Danzi's play is very good! It's quite appealing, and it attracted so many people so quickly." A young man standing in the middle said with a silly smile. This person is Zuo Li, the boss of Brilliant Construction Company!

"It's a pity that a dozen idiots Niu Duzi were actually beaten by Zhao Changliu with three punches and two kicks." Another person took over the conversation and said.

"Their injuries are not in the way, right?" Zuo Li asked with a very caring look on his face. Those people are his thugs. If the injuries are serious, it will be a small loss for him.

"Brother Li, I just called and contacted me. It's okay, my arms and legs are dislocated. Just find a master to stumble," said one person.

"Well, don't add your arms and legs to them first. We must blackmail Zhao Changgui! I heard that this guy is very rich. Haha, Zhao Changgui, I see how you break this time! Even if I don't put you in prison this time, I will strip you of your official uniform!" Zuo Li sneered.

"Brother Li, I don't understand one thing."

"What's the matter? Tell me. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll explain it to you." Zuo Li walked to the center of the rooftop of the small building, sat down on a chair, picked up the tea cup on the table next to him and took a sip.

"Why do we have to choose the location where Zhao Changqiu is plotting against Yang Danzi's house? It's a real black place for us, or a black place for making fireworks and firecrackers. Once found out, we will go to jail. If Zhao Changqi really discovers the mechanism inside, wouldn't we shoot ourselves in the foot?" said one.

"That's right, Brother Li, I don't understand this. We just need to find a household to play the recording, so how can we do it? That's so much insurance." Another person said.

Zuo Li looked at the two project managers around him, and said with a giggle: "You only know one, not the other. Zhao Changgui is not an ordinary person. My godfather told me. This guy has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has extraordinary six senses. Playing recording can only deceive ordinary people, but he cannot deceive Zhao Changgui with excellent hearing. If the recording is played in the yard, Zhao Changgui will never be fooled." Zuo Li said proudly.

"But, I'm afraid that Zhao Changqi can really find out some clues! Even if Zhao Changqi can't find out, the mud legs in Xiangyun Village may know about this workshop. Will they tell Zhao Changqi?" Another person said worriedly.

"Hmph, even those who have lived in Xiangyun Village for the rest of their lives, let alone Zhao Changqi, who has just arrived! Zhao Changqi is too busy to take care of himself now, he is just checking! Yang Danzi's neighbors are all wrapped up by us, and everyone living inside is ours. Who would report to Zhao Changqi? As for the mud legs in Xiangyun Village, they would lend them a courage, and they would not dare to fight against us! That is purely a birthday boy who is hanging himself and is impatient to live! Besides, besides Yang Danzi's wife happens to be breastfeeding the child, can you find more suitable women and children?" Zuo Li said with a sneer.

"It's still Brother Li who thinks of being considerate!" After hearing Zhao Changgui's explanation, several people gave Zuo Li thumbs up.

"Brother Li, look, the county TV reporter we contacted is here. The live scorpion is really interesting. He actually drove a live broadcast car directly!"
Chapter completed!