Golden Fishing Village

Amid the angry roars of the police, the chaotic crowd finally dispersed.

The villagers stood in the street in groups of three or four, pointing and talking at this place no matter how far or near they were.

Several staff members of Bei Gaoli looked embarrassed, some covered their heads, some held their stomachs, and the worst was that some people were lying on the ground unconscious.

The police car of the town police station drove here first, and the director Xu Jie led the team personally. He looked around with a small belly, and then waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, don't watch. The police are enforcing the law. What's there to watch? Go back, go back."

It was already dark, and it was impossible to see anything from a distance. Some villagers felt bored and went back home, but more stayed on the street to watch the excitement.

The police continued to urge, and someone shouted: "It's hot, what's wrong with us cooling off in the street?"

Ao Zhiyi, who was eating dinner, was called out. Seeing so many policemen appear in his village, he was confused for a moment: "Captain Xu, what's going on?"

Xu Jie said unhappily: "I was going to ask you what's wrong with you, what's wrong with the people in your village?"

Ao Zhiyi first called Ao Zhisheng and asked him to bring his medicine box and come quickly, then grabbed Ao Daguo next to him and asked: "Daguo, what's wrong?"

Ao Daguo said angrily: "Ao Qianwen said that I borrowed his money when I bought the boat and didn't pay it back. I asked him to show me the IOU, and he said that he didn't write an IOU at the time. Damn, isn't this bullying me?"

Ao Zhiyi continued to be confused: "Ah?!"

Ao Qianwen covered his cheek and came out and roared: "Ao Daguo, what do you mean? Do you still want to fight? You are right to owe money and don't pay it back?"

Ao Daguo waved his hand and said: "Draft, brothers, beat him up!"

Ao Mudong and others were ready to move.

Xu Jie quickly stood in the middle of the street and spread his hands, saying, "Don't do anything yet, don't do anything! The police are here, tell them if you have anything to say!"

Old Wang is an old policeman, and he has seen countless criminals with his sharp eyes. The tricks between Ao Daguo and Ao Qianwen could not escape his eyes.

He pointed at Ao Daguo and said, "Don't make trouble here. I tell you, comrade, this matter is very troublesome..."

Ao Muyang came out, "Just now they beat the ancestors of our village first, we recorded it all!"

Grandma Qianlai fell to the ground, her snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, very messy, looking lonely and pitiful.

As Ao Muyang came out, more people came up and were excited:

"That's right, he kicked our ancestor unconscious! Magobi, this matter is not over!"

Seeing that the situation was going to be chaotic again, Xu Jie cursed secretly, and he stood up and said: "Don't worry, everyone, we will investigate today's incident immediately, and we will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will we let a bad person go!"

"Our ancestor is still lying on the ground. She is almost a hundred years old. If something happens to her, our whole village will wear mourning and go to the municipal government to protest!" Ao Wenchang said sternly.

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang and other city police were the first to back down.

Ao Zhisheng arrived and saw Grandma Qianlai lying on the ground and immediately became anxious: "Auntie, what happened? Hurry up, hurry up, help my aunt home!"

Grandma Qianlai is indeed the highest generation in Longtou Village. People like Ao Muyang belong to her fourth generation and have to call her grandma.

Xu Jie came up to Ao Zhiyi and pulled him over, saying, "Old Ao, you should calm down your village. Our comrades from the municipal bureau were originally assisting the relevant departments of North Korea to arrest an illegal immigrant, but I don't know how it turned out like this!"

Ao Zhiyi looked at everyone, and before he could speak, Ao Daguo spoke angrily, "Village chief, your aunt was beaten and fainted on the ground. As the village chief of our village, you know what you should do!"

Looking at the chaotic situation, Ao Zhiyi's old face almost turned bitter: "What is going on here!"