Silly mother's fierce wife is skillful in changing her face

Chapter 480 Arson
Xing Rui pursed her lips and smiled at Han Quanquan. In fact, she already had an idea in her heart after hearing what Niu Xidong had said.

"Zhao Qiang is a bully. To deal with him, we must deal with him severely."

"That's what I thought too. It's best to be imprisoned for a few years, but when I think about him being Zhao Lizheng's son, what?"

Han Quanquan looked at Xing Rui in embarrassment.

"Brother Han, do you think this is good?..."

Saying that, Xing Rui leaned over and whispered in his ear for a while, seeing that Han Quanquan still had a sad face just now,

Slowly, the corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Okay, okay, girl, I will do as you say."

In the dark night, under the willow trees that double the wooden bridge at the head of the 'Dahe Village', a dozen strong men were lying in ambush.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on the wide dirt road outside the wooden bridge.

After about half an hour, I finally vaguely heard the sound of bullock carts and wheels crushing the ground, and walked over accompanied by faint voices.

De Han Quanquan lying under the embankment, at this time someone pushed his arm by his side,
Han Youquan didn't look at that person, and his two pairs of big eyes were like sniper rifles, staring closely at these people who were about to come to the bridge.

Finally the ox cart came slowly, and when it reached the bridge, five or six men jumped out of the cart.

"Boss, do you pour all the rapeseed oil on?"

"Fucking nonsense, don't you pour it all over, and let you take it back and stir-fry it?"

The scolded man gritted his teeth, and hastily reached out to take down a jar of rapeseed oil from the bullock cart.

"What are you looking at, what about the quick inkblots?"

As he said that, Zhao Qiang raised his foot and kicked it. The man who was kicked did not dare to say anything, and hurriedly picked up another jar full of rapeseed oil and stood aside.

A total of three jars of rapeseed oil were pulled by the bullock cart, and four or five torches were wrapped in rags.

Zhao Qiang took four or five torches from the car in one go, looked at the man standing on one side, and stuffed them into his arms at once.

He took out one by himself, looked at the man standing beside him holding a jar of rapeseed oil, and said in a low voice,
"Open,"

"yes, Sir."

The man hurriedly held the jar with one hand, and opened the top of the jar with the other.

The moment the mouth of the altar was opened, a scent of rapeseed oil suddenly wafted out.

Chef Han obviously heard someone swallowing his saliva forcefully. After all, it is rapeseed oil.

There are still several jars, so it is natural that some people are jealous.

"Take it, put oil on the torch, hurry up."

As he said that he first dipped the torch in his hand with oil, the man holding a torch hurried over,
He dipped the torches in his hands with oil and distributed them to the two men around him.

"You pour canola oil on both sides of the bridge, and the two of you pour the entire deck on it."

"Yes, boss."

With a sound of yes, the three men rushed towards the bridge deck holding the rapeseed oil jar.

"Boss, what about us?"

The three men with torches in their hands looked at Zhao Qiang and asked.

"Don't worry, after the three of them finish pouring oil, we will immediately light the torches and throw them on the bridge deck. I don't believe that the wooden bridge is still on fire."

"Okay, okay, boss is smart, this will make the people of their 'Dahe Village' laugh, and when they see our 'Xiaogang Village' people, will they still pretend?
Why don't you kneel obediently and call me Lord, ha..."

"Shut up, are you afraid no one will hear you?"

Zhao Qiang said coldly, the man was so frightened that his body trembled, and he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

"Lizheng, they are starting to pump oil, shouldn't it be time for us?"

"Wait a moment."

Han Quanquan stared at the endless black shadow behind Zhao Qiang and the others. It's already this hour, why hasn't anyone come yet?
"I'm waiting, but the bridge is on fire?"

The people around Han Quan anxiously grabbed the soil under his body with their hands, wishing they could rush over and kick these dogs into the river immediately.

"Boss, it's all over."

The three men ran back holding the oil jar.

"Then what are you waiting for, get on fire, set it on fire..."

"Lizheng..."

The dozen or so men lurking around were all anxious this time, and all looked towards Han Youquan.

The entire bridge deck was doused with rapeseed oil. At this time, if there is a little spark, the whole bridge will be wiped out.

Han Quanquan was also anxious to death, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, wishing he could rush up immediately,
Throw these bastards into the Mangniu River to reflect.

But he just held hands tightly, but still suppressed the anger in his heart, and didn't give the order to rush over.

stab...

There was a sudden thud, making all the men who were lurking sweat on their backs.

A beam of light was ignited in Zhao Qiang's hand, and he slowly moved the lit torch over.

With a whoosh, the torch that was covered with rapeseed oil burst into flames.

Then those men let out a strange cry, a few ugly faces,
As the torches are lit one by one, they appear hideously in the dark night.

"ignition……"

Zhao Qiang nodded, and the men were about to turn around and walk towards the wooden bridge behind them, but they didn't want to,

At this time, I heard a voice with great anger coming from the night.

"Nie Chao, you still don't give me a hand..."

Among the shouts, there was the patter... the sound of running footsteps.

"Brothers, give me..."

Seeing that the time had come, Han Youquan shouted loudly, and the dozen or so men who couldn't stand it for a long time rushed out like vicious tigers with the sticks in their hands.

"Boss, it's not good, we were fooled..."

"Boss, it's your father, Zhao Lizheng..."

That shout made all the men who were familiar with Zhao Lizheng cower immediately.

Who doesn't know that this Zhao Lizheng is a thieves, and he is not merciless in beating up his own son.

Zhao Qiangtian is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of his father.

But at this time, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, he also gritted his molars, and said viciously at the men who were almost scared to pee.

"Since everything has been done, then I, Zhao Qiang, will go all out today, will I die at worst?"

That's what Zhao Qiang said, but the other guys never thought that burning a bridge would cost them their lives.

Hearing what Zhao Qiang said, no one dared to move.

And at this moment, Zhao Lizheng who ran over shouted again,

"Boy, who dares to act recklessly, I will directly tie him to the government."

"Boss, let's forget it?"

A man was frightened, especially when he heard the sound of Han Youquan and the others rushing over from behind him, his legs began to tremble, it wasn't his own.

"Song Baodan, get out of here, you don't dare me to come, get out, get out..."

Snapped……

Suddenly, the oil jar in the hand of a good man fell to the ground. The man was distressed that the rapeseed oil was poured on the bridge, so he secretly saved his hand.

No, with Zhao Qiang pushing like this, all the smashed rapeseed oil in this jar was scattered on Zhao Qiang's body.

The man holding the torch didn't know why he hurried over to look at it, but when he leaned over, the torch in his hand directly touched the corner of Zhao Qiang's clothes, with a cry...

Zhao Qiang's clothes caught fire.

"Boss, boss, it's not good, it's not good..."

"Ah ah ah..."

(End of this chapter)