"Dad? Ah sister--"

When Yang Zheng saw this scene, his face changed drastically, his eyes were about to break, and he rushed forward wildly.

"Boom--" A thunderbolt blasted, the void shook, and the Buddha was venting his unwilling anger. Then, the raindrops as big as beans fell. Yang Zheng rushed up and quickly helped someone. Yang's father quickly removed the firewood on Ah Mei's body, picked it up and ran away, shouting: "What are you doing when you come out? Go back quickly."

"Oh." Yang Zheng quickly agreed, guarded behind him and quickly retreated. While looking back worriedly, he found that a drug dealer was firing randomly in one direction. It didn't look like other drug dealers were shooting in to grab territory, but more like shooting villagers.

"Dad, the drug dealer is killing our people again." Yang Zheng said quickly.

"Get back quickly and talk about it." Yang's father roared, holding Ah Mei and rushing wildly, his body that was so weak that it burst out with incredible power and speed.

Yang Zheng didn't want his father to worry, so he quickly ran back. When he arrived at home, his father Yang put his younger sister on a simple bed and looked up and down worriedly, while asking anxiously: "Ah sister, are you injured?"

"Dad, the shoulders behind him hurt." Amei said in pain, her brows frowned, and her tender face was full of pain. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, she should have lived carefree, but she shared the burden of the family too early. Her face was dirty and her skin was tanned, but her eyes were full of spirituality.

"Back?" Yang's father was shocked and quickly turned Ah Mei over and saw that it was the bullet that had been scratched with skin, and there was an anxious hole in the clothes, which did not hurt the bones. Yang's father sighed happily and comforted him: "The problem is not serious. Keep it up, Dad will get medicine immediately and apply it to you. It will be cured in a few days. Don't be afraid."

"Dad, I'm not afraid." Ah Mei gritted her teeth and insisted.

"Well, Ah Mei is the most obedient and sensible. It's because her father is not good and shouldn't have promised you to go and fetch firewood." Yang's father said guiltily, glanced at Yang Zheng, and hurried towards the kitchen next to him.

"A sister, haven't I told you to accompany my mother at home? Wait for me to do the firewood. End the pain and apply medicine." Yang Zheng said to his sister with concern.

"Well, brother, I don't care. You go and collect herbs for my mother. I don't have time. I just want to help my family. Can you not be angry?" A girl said quickly.

"Don't be angry, brother won't be angry." Yang Zheng said quickly, feeling sobbing in his nose, and a wisp of hot tears almost fell. He quickly turned his face and came to the window, hid his body and looked outside carefully.

The gunshots outside had stopped, and there was a faint slander. Then, the urgency sounded. It was a notice that the drug dealer called the whole village to gather people. Those who arrived late or did not come would be executed. Yang Zheng was shocked and rushed to the kitchen and shouted: "Dad, it is definitely not good for the drug dealer to gather the villagers. What should I do?"

Yang's father looked at the pile of herbs in his hand in embarrassment, put them down helplessly, and said, "You come and dispense the medicine for Amei. I'll go see what's going on. Remember, don't run out."

"I'll go, you have to apply medicine to my mother." Yang Zheng said quickly.

Yang's father thought that the injury on his wife was more sensitive. When the child was older, he had to avoid it and could not wait. He had to apply medicine as soon as possible, otherwise it would be very troublesome. He reluctantly agreed: "Okay, go, remember, I will endure whatever happens. Can I do it?"

"Well, don't worry, I understand." Yang Zheng quickly agreed, not wanting his father to worry, so he glanced at his sister and hurried out.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Uncle Lin, the neighbor next door, rushed out and whispered to Yang Zheng: "The drug dealer fired when he saw someone, just now, it's crazy. Are you okay with your sister?"

"Thank you, Uncle Lin for your concern, for some injury." Yang Zheng said gratefully.

"I will kill all of these damn drug dealers one day." Uncle Lin said hatefully.

When I was killed by a knife, Yang Zheng sighed helplessly. The two of them walked forward quickly and soon arrived at the small square in the center of the village. There were many people gathered in the square, and there were still people running one after another. The surrounding drug dealers were covered with live ammunition under martial law, staring at every villager who was coming vigilantly.

Yang Zheng and Uncle Lin rushed up and stood in the crowd. No one dared to speak. They looked around with a panic look. Yang Zheng did not dare to ask about the situation, so as not to be shot and killed. He carefully looked at the drug dealer leader standing in front of him, bald, wearing jungle camouflage combat uniforms, black high-gang combat boots, armed with a pistol, and a military dagger tied to his calf. He was staring at the crowd coldly, placing poisonous snakes in Buddha bushes.

After waiting for a while, the staff arrived. The drug dealer leader coughed lightly, attracted everyone's attention and said dissatisfiedly: "You untouchables are so cheap. You owed discipline. Why did I ask you to plant poppy? It's not for you. Poppy is better, you can get the money. Didn't we all agree on it?"

All the villagers remained silent and no one dared to answer.

The bald leader glanced at everyone coldly and said impatiently: "You plant poppy, we harvest, we will win, we will win, make a fortune together, what a great thing, I have brought you the opportunity to make a fortune, but I only ate you some food and poultry, oh, by the way, my brother slept with the Zhao family's wife just now, my brother is so noble that I respect her. He dares to resist? Do you want to die?"

The villagers were very angry, but no one dared to stand up.

Suddenly, an old woman in her sixties shouted: "Villagers, wake up, these beasts slept with the Zhao family's wife today, and tomorrow it will be your family, and no one can escape."

"Kill him..." the bald leader said casually, as if he was doing something insignificant.

The villagers were shocked and the riots began

"Don't talk or move." All the drug dealers shouted, gathering up, shocking the scene.

Two drug dealers rushed up, grabbed the old woman out of the crowd, pushed her to the ground roughly, and raised her gun and shot her.

"Dadadada--" Countless bullets ejected from the cold muzzle, with indifference and ruthlessness, destroying the passion and hope of all villagers, as well as the anger of resistance.

After a while, the magazines of the two guns were empty, and the sound of the crack was terrifying.

The old woman was beaten into a ball of meat paste, dead and could not see her original appearance. The strong smell of blood dissipated. At this moment, the air was frozen like ice, with a cold breath that made people breathless.

Everyone watched this scene unwillingly, but they had to endure it for their family.
Chapter completed!