Early the next morning, Song Beichuan came to the uninvited guest's bed and sat by his bed until he woke up.

Yang Wangfu stretched his waist and suddenly saw someone around him. He became annoyed and cursed: "Are you sick? Watch the big men sleep early in the morning?"

When Song Beichuan heard him scolding him, he said with a slight smile: "It's nothing, I'm just waiting for you to wake up and ask what you think, but I'll explain in advance that no one of us will move out, so you have to continue to work without working and do nothing. I promise that you can disappear without knowing it. You have to believe what I say. Many of my people here are very good at doing this kind of job that makes people disappear."

Yang Wangfu couldn't help feeling a numb feeling behind his back. Is this kind of oppression really something a young man like him can do?

For a moment, he even wanted to confess everything, tell him his own difficulties, and say that his wife and children were tied to the hands of that bastard Lei Biao, but reason forced him to hold back what he wanted to say.

If a person becomes a dog, he will never be able to go back.

He softened his tone and said, "Hmph, why are you doing ruthlessly? Yesterday I was angry. I was just working, and I can endure hardships."

"If I had this attitude earlier, I would have saved me this quarrel. I would have to go to Zhang Shouren for ten minutes to get the work tasks." Then I turned around and left.

Yang Wangfu couldn't help swallowing, his heart was chilling. Song Beichuan's sharp gaze told himself that this guy was definitely not an ordinary person.

Because he was warned, he did not dare to delay and hurriedly asked who Zhang Shouren was. At this time, the fat man and Song Beichuan were leaning against the wall and staring at his every move.

The fat man said, "Why should we take the initiative now and take the blame to kill that group of people."

"You went to see it yesterday, do you think they are easy to deal with? Once you shoot, you will definitely die. Of course, I don't feel sorry for the lives of the other person, but I'm afraid that our people will bleed."

When he heard this, a warm current rose in the fat man's heart. As a younger brother, who doesn't want such a leader? A person who really cares about the lives of the people under his command.

"I already have a rough solution. You quietly inform everyone not to alienate that guy, but also tell him some false news that we are very weak. Fatty, watch it. I will teach you a trick of disagreement this time."

Looking at Song Beichuan's confident eyes, the fat man would not ask about specific matters at all. He would do whatever he ordered.

Then he spread the news to everyone that this person would definitely ask about the situation here. At that time, he just needed to talk nonsense to him, which would make him confused.

The most important thing is that Song Beichuan was worried that Ye Ting, a little guy, everyone knew that the child would not lie the least and could not give him this opportunity. Song Beichuan asked Feng Xiuqing to stay in the same room with Ye Ting, and played with him.

Feng Xiuqing knew that this little boy was very kind and lively, not quarrels or making noises, and the most important thing was his position in Song Beichuan's heart, which could ensure that no one would be taller than him.

At this time, among so many people, he was able to find himself to take care of this child, which fully demonstrates that he has become the person he trusts.

After the explanation was made, Song Beichuan hugged her and felt the temperature of his body. A touch of red slum appeared on Feng Xiuqing's face.

He gently buried his head in Song Beichuan's hard chest and heard him whisper: "You two are the people I dare not lose the least. There will definitely be a battle to fight in a few days. Don't be reckless, hide, and let me see your short hair look at you."

Feng Xiuqing felt sweet in her heart, bit her lower lip gently, and nodded shyly.

"Ye Ting, you must protect your sister Qing. You are a boy! Protect the girl! Do you know?"

Although Ye Ting couldn't figure out what was going to happen at this time, he nodded heavily at Song Beichuan.

As expected, Yang Wangfu was indeed inquiring about the news here, but everyone colluded early.

All he told was false news, such as more than a dozen guns, one hand, and heavy weapons, rocket launchers. Such ridiculous words were also said.

Yang Wangfu couldn't tell the truth or the fake. The most ridiculous thing was that when eating, everyone was picking up food for him, and his tone was very gentle to him, which made him laugh or cry.

When a person does bad things, he is not afraid of you being abused, but he is afraid of you being good to him. If you abuse him, he will work harder when he is harming you. However, when you treat him, he will hesitate, be at a loss, and become panicked.

While Song Beichuan was raising the rice into his mouth, he secretly glanced at him and looked at his ridiculous expression. In Song Beichuan's eyes, he was no different from transparency.

The drinks prepared in advance were ready, and when the time was ripe, Song Beichuan took them out and said to him: "Come on, let's applaud Lao Yang. He gave us all a home. Without him, there would be no An Ning Village now! Come on! Do it!"

Song Beichuan drank a can of beer, and then the empty bottle arrived down, without a drop flowing down.

"What's wrong, Lao Zhang? He just came here so disrespectful?"

Yang Wangfu was holding the wine in his hand, he hesitating. He didn't have a good alcohol tolerance, not to mention that he had to get up in the middle of the night to inform Brother Biao.

But now it is difficult to get rid of the tiger. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and drank a can of wine.

"Okay!" Seeing that he had drunk, Song Beichuan gave him a thumbs up and immediately began to praise him. Inadvertently, he gave a look at the fat man beside him.

The fat man followed Song Beichuan for so long and understood it. He also picked up two cans of beer, one can in his hand, and handed it to Yang Wangfu, saying, "Old Zhang, stop talking about anything. Let's drink it today. Celebrate you, we'll be happy, drink it!"

After saying that, he drank it in one sip. The fat man had a good amount of alcohol, and it would be no problem for him to have a box of beer alone.

Yang Wangfu was often toasted when he was a boss, but at that time, he was the leader. Whether to drink or not is just a matter of one word, but now it is not as polite as before. It is not as good as before. It is not better to lose their face.

He was frustrated again with a bite.

Everyone had already understood Song Beichuan's intention at this time, and would go over to toast if they could drink a few sips.

In less than half an hour, Yang Wangfu was lying under the table, drunkenly becoming a pile of mud.

Seeing this, Song Beichuan stretched out a finger, began to twitch his throat, and spit out the little wine he had just drunk again.

It wasn't because of this little alcohol content. He believed that no matter how low the alcohol content was, it would have a certain impact on the brain. At this time, anyone could react slowly, but Song Beichuan's brain must not be at all confused.

He rinsed his mouth with water several times and said to everyone: "Tonight, he may wake up. If he wakes up, you will follow me. If you don't wake up, you will be ambushed. Change all your clothes to black and hide yourself. If they come today, we will give them a trick to catch turtles in the jar."

Now, Song Beichuan has formed an invisible majesty among the people, and no one dares to delay when issuing orders.

They all scattered and began to act.

Seeing everyone leaving, Song Beichuan said to himself: "Capture the king first."

After dark, there was a man guarding the door, paying attention to whether Yang Wangfu was awake at any time. Then seven or eight people hid in the corner with guns and two watchtowers at the door, with more than a dozen people in front and back.

Make sure that it is easy to get in and get out difficult.

However, Song Beichuan was not a god, and he could not fully predict all the actions. Everyone stayed there for a whole night but did not see a single figure.

Song Beichuan was puzzled. This was undoubtedly a part of fighting wits and courage with the other party. It seemed that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person, and he could calm down.

He ordered everyone who was preparing for the battle last night to take turns to rest.

Afterwards, Zhang Shouren went to wake up Yang Wangfu.

"Wake up, wake up, get up and work!"

Yang Wangfu grabbed his back and wanted to make up for another lazy sleep, but suddenly sat up from the bed and his heart was beating.

Even Zhang Shouren on the side could hear the sound of his heartbeat. He was clearly in his heart and pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Oh, what's wrong with you? As for? I look so scary? I've scared you to have a heart attack."

Yang Wangfu swallowed a saliva, wiped the cold sweat from his face and said, "Brother Zhang, it's okay, I'm a young disease, I'll be cured after a while."

Zhang Shouren didn't care whether he was really sick, so he said, "Don't sleep anymore, get up and work!"

Yang Wangfu nodded quickly.

After he left, he cried, slapped himself a few times, and began to scold Lei Biao in a crazy way.

At the beginning, Lei Biao was afraid that the other party would have too many people and was difficult to deal with, so he asked him to go in as the villa owner to inquire. In fact, this identity was indeed true.

But at the moment of the disaster, the company's security captain, Lei Biao, suddenly rushed up with people, and didn't know where to get a few guns from, threatening him, and tied up his wife and son at the same time.

Before he entered Anning Village to inquire, Lei Biao told him in person that he needed to report the situation to him every night. If he didn't report one day, then one of his wife's fingers would be chopped off.

One a day, ten days later, he began to chop his son. Faced with such a threat, Yang Wangfu did not dare to act rashly, so he had to listen honestly to his arrangements, do whatever he asked him to do, and let him be a dog, and he could only be a dog.

When he thought of this, his tears flowed uncontrollably, and he didn't know what his wife and children were like at this time. If he went out to meet Lei Biao at this time, he would undoubtedly expose his target and would not dare to act rashly.

Wiping the tears from my face made me look less depressed. After all, everyone treated me so enthusiastically yesterday that they couldn't let them see something strange.

Then he carried out the work that day. Today he was arranged to farm. When he came to farm in the farmland, he suddenly felt that something had been hit on his back.

Looking back, I realized that it was Lei Biao's younger brother, named Sun Baoyi. Sun Baoyi waved to him. When he saw that no one around him was paying attention to him, he ran into the woods.

In the woods, Yang Wangfu immediately made a slap in his face and said to him: "Brother Sun, please explain to Brother Biao. I got that group of people drunk yesterday. I didn't mean to not go."

Sun Baoyi chuckled, revealing his white teeth. While saying, he groped in his arms and said, "Brother Biao doesn't blame you. This time he asked me to bring you a small gift. I hope you can continue to work hard and find out favorable news."

Immediately afterwards, he took out a small object wrapped in rags from his arms.

Yang Wangfu already had a strong premonition at this time.

As a result, things slowly unfold.

A bloody little finger was revealed inside.

It has been updated for a week without interruption. From a small idea at the beginning, it has sparked the enthusiasm for writing. As a novice, I feel that I still have many shortcomings. I hope everyone will give more valuable suggestions. Oyster will follow the teachings. Thank you to your brothers and sisters who support this book!
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