Agriculture Maniac

Chapter 39: Wind Blows the Ten-mile Camp

Fifteen or sixteen shovels were thrown down, and the men, young and old, who were blocking the road were unable to react and fell to the ground.

Yu Yang was doing engineering work in another time and space, and had experienced scenes ten times bigger than this one, so he was naturally not afraid of such a small matter.

He asked his elder brother to drag the person into the car, and then drove the large tractor back to the dirt road.

Coincidentally, people also came from the village we just passed by.

There were dozens of people, both men and women, old and young, and the leader was still the old man who had blocked their way and persuaded them to take a detour.

The other party shone the flashlight over here and everyone stopped in unison.

Yu Yang waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

Leaving a group of people stunned.

In the distance, accompanied by the rumbling sound of diesel engines, you can vaguely hear a few words of singing.

"Be a good man..."

“Strengthen yourself every day…”

"Hey, you monster, take a stick from me!"

The strong men who were finally able to fight stood in the carriage excitedly and danced their shovels and handles like wheels.

……

This night.

Hundreds of villages in the surrounding area had no time to sleep.

There were whispers everywhere, at the head of the bed and at the end of the kang.

"Oh my god, my neck is crooked after being hit by a stick!"

"Then can you still live?"

"Those strong men forced me back again, and I kept rolling my eyes."

"..."

...

"Dad, you're back. How's it going out there?"

"Hei San, who often goes to Shizi Po to rob people, is hopeless."

"what?"

"A gun was used, and there was a big hole in his head. He was thrown into the Hangai Police Station. The chief praised the vegetable vendor on the spot, saying that he had eliminated harm to the people, rewarded him 1000 yuan, and reissued his gun license."

"This is going to be a big deal!"

...

"What are you running around for so late at night, you little bastard?"

"I followed the convoy to Shiliying."

"How's it going over there?"

"Hundreds of captured bandits and road bullies were squatting by the pit crying, with feces and urine all spilling out. The pit was left by the brick kiln, more than ten meters deep, and hundreds of laborers were standing around with shovels."

"Oh my god, are they going to bury him? Where did Yu Sanyuan get the courage to do that?"

"It must have been given by the one who lost the wheel, but from what people in Shiliying say, this is just the beginning."

"hiss……"

……

early morning.

"Boss, this is the list of local tyrants provided by the bandits."

"How many people on our side are willing to arrest people?"

"When the vegetable vendors heard that they could get a basket of bean sprouts tomorrow, they were all willing to go. Some even waited at the edge of the field, saying they were familiar with the area. There were too many people to count."

"Divide into 100 teams, with two technicians in each team, and invite all the local tyrants on the list to come over. We will find a way to kill some of the most vicious ones."

"Okay!" Uncle Six pursed his lips, greeted the people gathered in the parking lot, and gave orders.

The village chief was a little worried, "If it gets out of hand, you won't be in trouble, right?"

"What we want is to make a big fuss. Only by making a big fuss can we strike the first blow and avoid a hundred blows. Otherwise, how can we expand our bean sprout business to the whole country?"

"I'm worried about the top."

"The higher-ups are eager to clean up the house, and the one who lost the wheel has paid a deposit for three high-power water pumps and a substation."

"Bring me a gun, and I'll go too!"

"..."

……

There are mountains in western Shandong. Although they are no more than a hundred meters high, they are continuous and you can't see the end at a glance.

The ruins of the Qi Great Wall are located among the mountains, and a village is gathered at the foot of the Qi Great Wall.

The village was a mess of broken bricks and tiles, rubble and adobe bricks scattered all over the ground. Withered yellow corn stalks stood upright in front of and behind the houses, reflecting the dead branches and rotten leaves of winter, creating a bleak and desolate scene.

This morning.

The smoke from cooking is curling up and the mist is thin.

Accompanied by the cries of several mountain birds, a shout suddenly came from the village.

"Catch the thief! Someone stole the dog!"

next moment.

Countless men, women, old and young, rushed out of the yard carrying hoes and manure forks.

"Where is it? Where is it?"

"He ran to the grove to the west. The village chief has already chased him."

"Chase!"

Hundreds of people rushed into the grove and soon saw a middle-aged man with his pants stripped off and a slicked-back hair, tied to a tree trunk with his back to them.

"it's him!"

"He looks like a decent guy, but he actually stole a dog!"

"I beat you to death!"

The hoes and dung forks were used together and soon the man tied to the tree was beaten into a bloody mess.

The village chief quickly tried to stop them and called the police, "Disperse, disperse, don't beat them to death."

Among the crowd, a man who often went to the city was slightly stunned when he saw the face of the man with the slicked-back hair. He looked horrified and asked, "Is he Brother Biao from Xiguan?" "What Brother Biao?"

"The most powerful brother in our county, I heard he has killed four or five people, and several streets of shops have to pay tribute to him. Why did he come to our place?"

The villagers realized it later and were quite worried, "Will his men take revenge on us?"

"Don't be afraid!" The village chief spat, "Don't you know what happened last night?"

"What?"

"All the local tyrants from the surrounding villages and the nearby county were invited to Shiliying."

"hiss……"

"I guess this Brother Biao received the news in advance and was ready to run away, but he came here instead."

"What should I do?"

"If a car thief kills a person, he will be rewarded with 1,000 yuan. This Biao brother is probably worth tens of thousands if he is sent to the police station!"

"Let's go together!"

……

Ten-mile Camp.

The kiln pit in the southern part of Yujia Village.

Many strong men held shovels and pulled up isolation lines.

Countless villagers and vegetable vendors, some carrying long tubes, some holding wheelbarrow handles, large wrenches, and pliers, watched from a close distance.

At the edge of the kiln pit, on the left side were crowded bandits and road bullies, and on the right side were a crowd of local tyrants.

Yu Yang was wrapped in a military cotton coat, wearing a locomotive cap, and holding a small trumpet in his hand. "I just want to ask you one question: who stole the bean sprouts, and who stole the wheels?"

The scene was silent.

"You know, this is Shiliying. In 92, we fought the battle of Pingdonghu, but no one investigated."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man began to throw people into the pit.

“Boss Yu, this is our first time blocking a road, we really don’t know!”

"Master Yu, we only hang out in small towns and have never provoked the Ten-mile Camp."

"I don't want to die!"

"Me! I know a gang that steals wheels. Their base is in Taiqian Town. The leader is called Wang Mazi."

Yu Yang made a gesture, and the director of the investment promotion office immediately gathered people and rushed to the front of the stage.

……

Pingdong County.

"Leader, the situation in Shiliying has gotten out of hand. We've received calls from several places."

"How big?"

"We have captured many car bandits and local bullies. We have gathered them near the big pit where the brick kiln is digging soil. We have already started shoveling."

"Fuck!"

"But the wheels were found in front of the stage."

"It's already this late, what's the point of talking about wheels? Let's settle the matter first."

……

Beep, beep…

On the dirt road of the Shiliying Brick Kiln, bursts of sirens were heard.

Ten small sidecars and five small police cars.

There were three familiar military trucks following behind.

Yu Yang looked around at the bandits and robbers who were showing joy on their faces, as well as the many local tyrants who survived the robbery, and felt quite regretful.

"I was careless. I didn't expect them to come so soon."

"I'll spare you this time. If it happens again, I'll take you to the Yellow River!"

Everyone was terrified.

……

soon.

The local bullies heard a series of terrifying news through the villagers' discussions.

A certain boss died under a dung fork.

A certain big brother fell headfirst into a cesspool.

A certain ruthless leader, along with two of his followers, was hit and killed by a car...

Overnight.

The wind blew over a ten-mile area, carrying away fifteen or sixteen prominent figures.

"A few wheels caused a bloody murder!"

Officer Zhou got out of the car and sighed.

He then signaled his men in green to cooperate with the police in handling the aftermath.

The county director nodded in thanks, turned around and picked up the small loudspeaker, "Catch those car bandits and road bullies, kill those who resist on the spot, and the rest of the innocent people, leave the scene as soon as possible!"

noon.

County Radio: "Last night, our county launched a new round of special rectification activities to severely crack down on car bandits and road bullies..., ensuring the safety of people's lives and property."

……

evening.

Small mansion.

"Village Chief Yu?"

"here I am!"

"In order to support local enterprises, the county allocated three Santanas to Sanyuan Agriculture."

"what?"

Yu Yang walked out of the living room on the first floor and looked up to see three 90% new Santanas that had lost their wheels and then had wheels installed, parked side by side in the yard.

The license plate has been changed.

What is this?
The final payment?
(End of this chapter)