My barbaric female teacher

After the gang of thugs were cleared, the roads to and from the construction site were unblocked again, the construction materials could be transported in as usual, and the construction site resumed normal construction.

The construction workers are excited, not only because many of them who participated in the "site clearance" got 10000 bonus per person, but also because the disposal of this matter is really very happy.

We should know that construction engineering is a typical "local tyrant" industry, which has always been a lot of things like bullying, smashing and extortion. Countless local bullies and green skin gangsters are making money in this business.

So as long as you work in this field for a long time, no matter the project manager, the contractor leader, or even the ordinary migrant workers, you can't avoid getting involved in these bad things, and everyone has to bear to swallow. It's so cool to be able to have a good fight with a guy and get angry and get money.

The workers laugh so hard that they don't even close their mouths. Sun Dazhuang is happy but worried. He is happy that he is sure to follow the right new boss. Yang Xiaobao has the strength to calm Ye Wenhao. The worry is that ye Wenhao must have a back hand. He will not stop so soon.

"Younger brother Yang, do you want to arrange people to patrol the construction site every day to prevent the old lame from doing anything wrong?" Sun Dazhuang asked Yang Xiaobao.

"No Yang Xiaobao said lightly: "this battle can still be played safely for a while. In the next period of time, there will be no more accidents on the construction site. Wait, there's a big play in the back

……

Xiangye Lake Villa.

Ye Wenhao is sitting on the sofa in the living room wearing a Chinese style antique long shirt. The kung fu tea on the mahogany tea table in front of him is full of air. He holds a cup in his hand and puts it to his mouth. His eyes are slightly narrowed. He can't see whether he is drinking or not.

"Howie." Zhang Baosheng, a close horse standing in front of Ye Wenhao, reported in a low voice: "Zeng Dahua's gang were beaten down by the people and horses on the construction site, and they were caught by the police. There is nothing wrong with Yang Xiaobao. The police only arrest our people. "

"Well, not bad." Ye Wenhao nodded slightly and said faintly, "those who have been caught will find a way to protect themselves. Then everyone will give a pen money, and those who have been seriously injured will be given more."

It's a terrible job. What's good about it? What's more, he only talked about how to deal with the aftermath, but he didn't mention how to fight back at all. Zhang Baosheng was puzzled, so he summoned up the courage to raise an objection: "Mr. Hao, I thought, are we sending too few people this time? It's only twenty. How can that be enough? We should have a big one and send two or three hundred thugs to smash the whole construction site. "

Ye Wenhao waved his hand and interrupted his impatient servant: "don't worry."

Zhang Baosheng didn't dare to say any more, so he had to frown and spit out a heavy breath.

Ye Wenhao opened his eyes and saw that his horse was so eager. He couldn't help smiling: "Baosheng, tell you a story."

"You said Zhang Baosheng collected a voice of discontent and said respectfully. He knew that the old man liked to recall the past and tell all kinds of glorious stories before he got rich. At this time, he was better to listen honestly.

Ye Wenhao said faintly: "I grew up in the countryside. When I was a child, there was a family in the village, which was very annoying. His family had a son, who was tall and strong. He was the same age as me, and often bullied me. I fought but didn't fight, and scolded but didn't win. I was really angry. One day, I stole some boxes of rat poison from my house and planned to give it to his family. I was a little pig at that time, and I was seven or eight years old. I didn't dare to poison people, so I planned to poison their pigs. There is a pigsty in their yard, where there are more than a dozen baby pigs

"I took the rat poison in the evening and turned it into the yard to crush it and put it on the pig trough. The pig trough is very dirty. You can't find a little medicine foam on it. In this way, their family will pour the cooked pig food into the pig food tomorrow morning, and the poison will dissolve into it, and the baby pig will surely die. "

"Master Hao's brilliant plan has been brilliant since he was a child." Zhang Baosheng was flattering and smiling, but he was afraid. His boss was really not an ordinary person. He was so scheming when he was young.

"But I didn't do it then." With a smile, ye Wenhao said, "because I found that the dozen piglets in the pigsty were too small. Even if I poison them, the family's loss will be limited. When the family is ready to sell money, I'll start again, won't it be better? "

"Yes, yes." Zhang Baosheng nodded with a dry smile.

"Later --" Ye Wenhao continued: "later, his family's pigs grew fat, and I had a better chance. The son of that family, who often bullied me, suddenly became seriously ill and went to the hospital. He had to spend a lot of money on surgery to save his life. At that time, the countrymen had no savings, so they could only count on the ten big pigs raised by their families to sell at a good price. At this time, I think the opportunity is coming. I'd better take advantage of the night to go into his yard and drop the rat powder in the pig food trough according to the way I thought before. "

"The next day, all the pigs in his family died. Who dares to have the dead pigs with bleeding mouth and nose and white foam? If you don't have money, you can't have an operation. The only son of the family died in the hospital and was buried the next day. " At this point, ye Wenhao smile, "since then, he will never bully me. I went to his grave to pee. Ha ha... "

Zhang Baosheng heard that the cold sweat behind him came out, and "Haoye" was so cruel when he was a child. No wonder he was a big man and could only be a horse himself.

Ye Wenhao folded his smile and said, "do you understand? Pigs should be fattened before they start, and stones should be thrown when enemies fall into the well. The boy surnamed Yang, and the anti bony grandson Dazhuang, are just piglets at the moment.

Now the heavy hands are broken, they don't hurt enough, and I can't eat fat. It's better to send a group of people to make a scene. First of all, try to find out how many pounds they have and what cards they haven't played. Second, to show their weakness and make them feel that I can raise a pig with this ability. "

Next, ye Wenhao didn't go on. But Zhang Baosheng understood what he meant. He wanted to wait for Yang Xiaobao to build the house almost, and then he started to enlarge his moves to kill him with one blow. In this way, Yang Xiaobao and sun Dazhuang can be the most painful, and they can also grab the biggest profits on their own side.

"Master Hao's brilliant plan." Zhang Baosheng said respectfully. This time he was really convinced.

Ye Wenhao waved his hand and said with a smile, "there's one more thing. Which cop is leading the team to support Yang Xiaobao? You can find out and report back. The boy surnamed Yang still has some ability and can collude with the police. Fortunately, I tried to find out his family background as soon as I tried. If we want to do something, we'd better do it first. "

"I see, Howie." Zhang Baosheng knew that he wanted to kill the tiger first. That's what he meant. What the boss said "done" does not necessarily mean killing people. There are many ways to cure a policeman.

……

Zhao Liangcheng doesn't know that he is being missed by others. He is in a very upset mood and is interrogating Luo Jiu for the first 17 times. This guy is a dead pig. He is not afraid of boiling water. His mouth is as tight as underground party. He can't ask for useful information at all. Torture doesn't work either - Zhao Liangcheng has beaten him several times with "beating cattle across the mountain", but he still refuses to get to the bottom of anything.

I wanted to record Luo Jiu's fingerprints and input them into the police database for verification, but this person actually has no fingerprints, none of them. Ten fingers were all burned with fire, and the fingerprints were all burned, so there was no way to check them. It is precisely for this reason that Zhao Liangcheng is sure that this person must have a background, or he will never be so ruthless.

But it's not enough to know about the case. We have to find out for sure. As a policeman, if he knows clearly and can't find out, he is incompetent. If he finds out, he is meritorious. Zhao Liangcheng ran out of all means, but he didn't withdraw. He had to call Yang Xiaobao to report the new situation and ask how to deal with it.

As soon as Yang Xiaobao heard it, he was happy: "Lao Zhao, don't you have a lot of crooked brains? The way to arrange gamblers to help sun Dazhuang quit gambling is very good. "

"Brother Yang, you mean..." Zhao Liangcheng still didn't turn around. After all, this is different.

"Snakes have their way, rats have their way. The robbers and the pickpockets are not the same ancestor. The gamblers and the gamblers can get close. You have a gambler who has a deep sense of Tao there. It's the old way to lock him up with Luo Jiu. In two or three days' time, the gambler will be able to find out the bottom of him. "

Yang Xiaobao stopped for a moment and said seriously: "however, Lao Zhao, you should remember: don't say hello to that gambler in advance, let them be familiar with him. Slow is slow, but safe. "

When Zhao Liangcheng patted his thigh, he suddenly realized: "brother Yang, good move! Or do you have a way! "

Now I will follow Yang Xiaobao's instructions. Zhao Liangcheng instructs the detention house to shut Luo Jiu in the gambler's cell under the pretext of transferring to prison.

But Zhao Liangcheng didn't completely follow Yang Xiaobao's advice. He said hello to the gambler according to his own idea and told him to pay attention to Luo Jiu's details.

According to Yang Xiaobao's instructions, it is to let them collide naturally in the same cell. Zhao Liangcheng doesn't think it's necessary to be so cautious. It's too slow.

However, the consequences of acting arbitrarily were totally beyond his expectation.

On the first night, Luo Jiu was transferred into the gambler's cell. The next morning, a corpse was carried out. It belonged to the gambler and was strangled alive. That gambler can beat sun Dazhuang with his fist, but he is not Luo Jiu's opponent at all, even though the latter is still handcuffed.

There was a clear handcuff scratch on the neck of the deceased, and there was a little rust on the skin of his neck. At first sight, he was very cruel.

In front of Zhao Liangcheng, who rushed to the detention center to deal with the situation, and many prison guards at the scene, Luo Jiu raised his handcuffed hands and pointed to his nose. He laughed wildly and said in a loud voice: "I killed people. How dare you set up a situation to touch me? I'll kill one when I see one! "