Mountain Village Chicken Tycoon

Chapter 184 I Didn't Come To Make Trouble

Manager Han usually doesn't come home until six o'clock. He has a motorcycle.

Not long after Liu Zhao went out, he found Han Sanshan.

After listening to Zhao Qingshan's introduction, and then looking at the gauze on Liu Wendong's forehead, Han Sanshan immediately made a decision and said, "It's easy, let's go to Lao Zhao tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Then Han Sanshan thought about it, and said to Zhao Qingshan: "This matter, Qingshan, don't come forward."

Han Sanshan put his hands behind his back, and everyone looked at him.

"Well, you listen to me about this matter tomorrow, and you don't come forward. Tomorrow, Wendong, you follow me. In the morning, you take me to find a place. Let's watch them dig the sand and catch them all. When we arrive at the police station After inside, this group of people will be honest."

Everyone was sitting, only Han Sanshan was standing.

Liu Wendong and the others nodded, and then Han Sanshan walked back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, and suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Wendong and asked, "What are the origins of those Xinzhuang villagers? Why are they so tough? Is there something behind them?" Are the forces supporting them?"

Liu Wendong was stopped by Han Sanshan's question: "This...they are just ordinary people, how could there be any force to support them?"

However, Liu Ming who was next to him seemed to have thought of something, looked up at Han Sanshan and said, "Manager Han, I think that when we confronted the villagers yesterday, some people were watching from a distance, and some of them didn't look like villagers."

Everyone looked at Liu Ming together, and then Liu Ming continued: "Those tattooed ones, I think it's weird, what are they doing here to join in the fun?"

In 2004, ordinary people really didn't have any tattoos. When people mentioned tattoos, they must have something to do with the black forces.

Zhao Qingshan pinched his chin, then pondered: "Tattoo...?"

"Is that so...Qingshan, if that's the case, we can't say we're looking for Lao Zhao tomorrow."

Zhao Qingshan also nodded, and said: "Xinzhuang is far away from our side. There are many people who are greedy for money from river sand. If there is something behind them, let's go to enforce the law here. We withdrew as soon as we received the letter, and we can only say that we returned empty-handed. They are locals, and we are relatively far away, and we have to fight guerrillas back and forth, and the next step will really become a problem.”

Liu Wendong became a little anxious when he heard this: "Then what should we do? We can't just sit and watch them dig sand. Boss, the river sand is all contracted by you for 32 yuan a year."

"Don't worry, I have a solution. Whether it's black or white, I can find someone who can drink a pot of them. Qingshan, ask the construction site to send me a van tomorrow. Wendong and I will go to explore the wind first."

Zhao Qingshan nodded, he believed that Han Sanshan was the most experienced in dealing with such matters.

"Brother, do as you say."

Then, Zhao Qingshan called Liu Yutang and asked him to coordinate a van for Han Sanshan tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Han Sanshan asked Liu Wendong to drive the van he borrowed from the construction site. Now he had breakfast at the Chengzipo Market, and then drove to Xinzhuang Village in Lixin Town.

Xinzhuang Village is located more than three miles east of Hulushan Reservoir, and nearly thirty miles away from Fenghuangling Village.

At nine o'clock in the morning, when Liu Wendong's van stopped, Han Sanshan saw from the window that in the distance in the river, more than a dozen male laborers were loading sand into the tractor with shovels, and there were four tractors in the river. tractor.

This scale is no ordinary farmer building a house, it is definitely digging up river sand to sell for money.

And on the side of the road not far from the place where the villagers were digging sand, Han Sanshan saw a few young people with tattoos enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree.

The young men with tattoos saw the van parked here, and immediately looked over vigilantly.

This scene is very similar to the countless battlefields at the beginning of the Mowen River in Zhao Qingshan's previous life.

At the beginning, when everyone discovered that the river sand in the Mowen River was a lot of wealth, they dredged sand in the river one after another.In the beginning, men, women and children all joined the battle to dig sand, and then those who refused to let the honest ones dig, and after occupying it for a while, only let themselves make a fortune.

Then, the various small battlefields annexed each other, and the phenomenon of armed fights happened from time to time.The last few powerful figures basically occupied the entire river sand in the Mowen River.

Then within a few years, with the large-scale excavation equipment entering the river, the entire Mowen River's sand was swept away.

The river sand in the Mowen River was hardly damaged at the end of the 90s, and the damage was relatively slight in 2002. However, in 2010, when the government began to control the Mowen River, almost all the sand in the river had been found. There is not much sand in the river, it is all stinky silt.

In this life, Zhao Qingshan was reborn and suddenly became the strongest person who occupied the entire Mowen River sand, but he did not expect that someone moved his cake in Xinzhuang Village, which is far away from his home. idea.

Han Sanshan got out of the car, and then told Liu Wendong not to get out of the car no matter what the situation was.

After getting off the car, Han Sanshan smiled and walked towards the sand diggers.

"Hey, who is in charge here?"

When he arrived, Han Sanshan asked loudly with a smile.

Hearing the question, those who were closer to Han Sanshan stopped what they were doing, looked at him, and frowned in confusion.

These working labors are all between 30 and 40 years old and are physically strong.

The scene was quiet for a minute or two, and finally a slightly older labor pointed behind Han Sanshan: "You can ask them."

When Han Sanshan heard this, he immediately turned around and saw four young men with tattoos and shirtless walking towards him with arrogance and arrogance.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to find out who is in charge here." Han Sanshan always had a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, you don't raise your hand to hit a smiling face, and the four bastards looked at Han Sanshan, and the arrogance on their faces became a little weaker.

"Come to make trouble?"

"What's wrong with me? I want to ask who is in charge. I want to buy some sand."

The four bastards looked at each other and smiled as if they were relieved.

"It turns out they bought sand."

"I thought it was to make trouble."

"I said earlier that the car didn't belong to the group who made trouble yesterday."

Han Sanshan kept smiling, and then looked at the four people.

"Oh, since you are buying sand, then you have come to the wrong place. The sand here is not for sale!"

Han Sanshan stared wide-eyed: "What? Not for sale?"

(End of this chapter)