There are more than ten people coming, the clothes are not broken, they are dirty, they have not been washed for a long time, and the faces and hands are not very clean. These people look very arrogant. When they appear, they are always looking around. The lively ones are hiding in the shacks, and the women who sell meat are even more afraid and run faster than anyone else.

Seeing the confusion caused by these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not say anything. He was in a bad mood at this time. He was looking for someone to blaze. A group of silly birds were sent to the door. He stared at the guy who led the leader. Darkly calculating.

The leader is not too young, in his forties, and Zhang Huai'an is a grade, and it looks like a fierce and sinister figure. Some of them are honest and honest, but the thick and honest appearance is completely destroyed by the lascivious light in his eyes. He had yellow teeth and black teeth, biting a large barrel of cigarettes, and staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a small eye.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer did not speak out, let this guy mistakenly think that they didn't want to get into trouble, and they were very determined, and their timidity was raised. He was not watching the girls lying on the ground and the five young children. Putting a swaying head, a dozen people standing behind him, immediately picked up the various guys in their hands and screamed into the shacks of each woman and screamed.

The scene was a bit confusing, the woman’s crying, pleading, and the screams of being beaten, and the place was stirred up, and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the shacks that these people rushed into were all women’s shacks sold, generally poor. They didn't go in the shack, which made him a bit suspicious. Is there any name?

Not long after, the men came out with the small bag of things, and the people standing behind the old man shook open a large pocket, a hard-boiled rice ball, and a piece of cold cake was thrown into his pocket.

Zhang Xiaoqiang understands that this is tax collection. Like Ma Sanchun, who was killed by Huang Quan, these people are collecting taxes and collecting taxes on those women who rely on the body for food. Those who are beaten by men are without food. The pleading is to let those people leave a little. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang has murdered.

"Hand it out, I am in a good mood, I can leave you a little bit..."

"No, that's not, it's not that I earned, it's that they used their lives to dig at the lake, you can't take it away, and one can't take it away..."

The girl was very excited. She stood up and ignored the dozen or so big men. She was arguing to the old man that the wild vegetables dug by the young children were not within the tax range of the old man.

The old man’s face was gloomy, and he didn’t have to say a word. He rushed out under his hands and slammed it into the girl’s heart. He rolled the girl to the ground, and the girl couldn’t speak, then she couldn’t speak. Several men took the plastic bag in the hands of the children together.

The children cried together. They looked at the plastic bags and wept. They looked at the girls who were kicked to the ground and wept. They had nothing but crying. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn’t stand it. It’s enough. These people are already in his eyes. With enough to kill, I have not waited for him to order.

"哼···To face the face, Laozi today let you know who is the master of this piece, your little girl and I have been remembering for a long time, today I want to take them to open, give me a catch...····· ··”

"Slow..." Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted the old man with a loud drink. The old man looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with his eyes stunned.

"Come to me clearly, Kai·荤·是·什么·意·思··································································

The old man was shocked first, then he thought of something and quickly laughed.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I didn't want to eat them, I don't dare to eat people, I just want them to give me a warm blanket.···········

The old man pointed at the little girls who were only higher than his knees. He said in a big way, but his eyes were disorganized, and he secretly guessed Zhang Xiaoqiang’s identity and background.

Hearing that he was not eating, Zhang Xiaoqiang was careful in his mind. He leaned on the wheelchair and looked at the old man with a slanting eye. He asked casually:

"You are very open in this piece. Have you been fishing there before? Why have you not seen it?"

The old man is not suspicious of him. He vividly tells his legendary experience. His name is Yan Huairen. He is forty-five years old. He is a small staff member of the original street office. He is good at confusing people, can talk, and draws a group of hooligans to sell women. The food, like to abuse the young girl, with his skillful mouth, in this place, no one does not buy his account, let him mix a few points.

"Very good, in fact, this person is the most disciplined. As long as there are rules, you have to follow the rules. You collect taxes. That is your rule. Since it is a rule, you have to abide by it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang said here ~lightnovelpub.net~ Yan Huairen's face is loose, in his opinion Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to cause trouble.

"Unfortunately, you didn't obey, you don't know, as long as it is the lakeside property, it's mine. I want to give it to anyone. Ma Sanchun wants to grab food in my mouth. It is destroyed by us. Today is coming again. Don't be afraid of death? Leave that old one, the other...···········

Zhang Xiaoqiang killed the word and exported it. Yang Keer’s delicate body rushed up. She knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t like to gossip. Once he was in charge, he would kill him. His husband wanted to kill, and his wife naturally rushed forward.

Yan Huairen had not figured out the situation. His men were rushed to the front by Yang Keer. The knife flashed twice, and a dozen screams connected. In addition to Yan Huairen, those who stood behind him were all squatted. Those who have lumpy squats are not dead for a while, some are rolling and screaming on the ground, some are dragging their intestines on the ground and aimlessly crawling, and some hands are on the ground and looking at their lower half.

Yan Huairen sat on the ground in horror and looked at the horrors of his men. He was scared and stupid. He did not react to the outside world. Yang Keer’s speed was too fast. When she returned to Zhang Xiaoqiang, her body was as clean as ever, and there was no blood on her. When I got it, I said that the speed of killing people by Yang Ke was not much slower than that of the fingers.

The misery of those people also scared the girl. She took the five young children into her arms and shook them with them. I dared not look at Zhang Xiaoqiang again. In the several shacks around her, they were both turbid. Eyes staring at the dog's legs squeaking on the ground, a flash of joy flashed into the hearts of these numbs.

"The two of you gave me the roots of the wood and planted it. If you didn't, you would call it in the camp. Before that, I would bind this old thing to me. I personally copied the nest of the old things and brought a rifle. If someone stops, kill me.········