Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng himself didn't intend to find someone. If the other party could have a good talk, he would accept it even if he gave the other party 1.8 million yuan to settle the matter.

But the other party may be used to being domineering in Bohai, and he didn't even give him a chance to say a whole word.

He was determined not to give up that place.

As a scientific research center, messy things are not allowed around it, and in the end even cars are not allowed to leave, keeping quiet.

Besides, radar research will be done there in the future, and no one is allowed to approach it.

He plans to build that hill into a residential area for the staff of the center and a park, and then he may build a factory at the northernmost point away from the scientific research center and close to the national highway.

Although he would be able to help him solve the problem if he came forward to the government of the development zone, he felt that it would not be embarrassing enough to go to the government for such a trivial matter.

But today I met someone who ate raw rice and didn't drink salt water.

Do you think he can start a fight with the opponent here?

Even if he beat him, he was not afraid of the other party. Don't look at Luo Sanlu with more than 20 people, but these 20 people are not enough for Han Guang's family and He Youliang to clean up.

But can you fight?

There is trouble here, and it is rumored that his boss, Wan Da, is making trouble in Bohai Sea and conducting a black shooting meeting. Does this sound good or good?

He couldn't do anything, and the other party didn't listen to him, so he could only talk to someone Luo Sanlu could listen to.

"Director Jiao! The social environment in Bohai is really not that good. I want to build a scientific research center in Nanzuizi. Why do people come here to disrupt the situation? There is a guy named Luo who is very aggressive. I suspect that the other party is a black shooter." Yeah, they probably all have dicks on them. Would a country like ours allow black shooters to exist?"

"Is there a black shoot meeting? Mr. Wan! Where are you now? I'll take someone there right away."

Wan Feng turned around and asked, "What kind of place is this?"

"White Sand Hotel, No. xx, xx Road, Shakou District." Zhang Xian replied.

Wan Feng said the address again.

Then he put away the phone and looked at Luo Sanlu who was a little dumbfounded.

Luo Sanlu was dumbfounded because he knew who Wan Feng was calling. How could he not know that there was only one director of the Bohai Public Security Bureau named Jiao.

He was also dumbfounded that Wan Feng directly put the hat of the Black Shooting Club on his head, although they were indeed considered the Black Shooting Club.

"Aren't you unable to talk well? I found someone who can talk to you well. Let me see how many pounds of urine you have in your stomach."

"What the hell, I thought I would eat your set, brothers! Give it to me!"

Luo Sanlu slapped the table with his big hand.

He is the kind of master who is beaten to death but not scared to death, how could he be fooled by a phone call.

But before his subordinates could make a move, there was a flash of knife light, and a fruit knife flew over from nowhere, and slammed between the index finger and middle finger of Luo Sanlu's hand that was slapping the table.

Luo Sandon froze.

This was not over yet, and then there was another flash of light, and three more throwing knives flew in a row, and Luo Sanlu slit one of his four fingers.

"Boss Luo! Don't be afraid! My brother's head is not working well.

I usually like to play with a fruit knife or something. Let me declare that a fruit knife is not a murder weapon. He usually throws the first four fruit knives almost every shot, but sometimes the fifth one will be inaccurate, and it may fly somewhere. If it flies to the wall, the consequences are not serious, but if it flies to the head... But I guess a small fruit knife will not kill people, Boss Luo, do you want to try it? "

Luo Sanlu cursed in his heart: Try your sister! Why don't you try it yourself?

"Tell your subordinates not to move around. When they move my brother's head convulses, there is no telling how many fruit knives can fly out. If he can't throw a knife on his hot blood, it's even more likely. I would have to hug my head."

"Don't move! Hehe! Brother..." Luo Sanlu put on a smile.

"Who cares about brother? I don't know you. I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now. When the police come later, you should have a good talk with the police. If you have contacts with the police, there may be nothing wrong with it. Don't be afraid. , Tell your men to be honest and watch them."

Wan Feng stood up, turned around and left the room, Yang Jianguo followed Wan Feng out.

This time the police came very quickly, within ten minutes, three or four police cars arrived outside Baisha Hotel.

Wan Feng was already waiting outside the hotel.

As soon as Jiao Yong got down from the police, he saw a young man standing on the steps of the hotel gate, vaguely familiar.

Wan Feng is not very familiar with Jiao Yong, he just met him once, but he can tell which one is Jiao Yong by looking at his style.

Wan Feng walked down the steps and shook hands with Jiao Yong: "Director Jiao! Hello."

"Boss Wan! What happened?"

Wan Feng chatted with Jiao Yong in a low voice: "Director Jiao! I want to buy a piece of land in Nanzuizi, and it is completely legal to go through government procedures. But there is a man named Luo Sanlu in Shakou who came out to make trouble. Today I will ask him to have a good talk with him. , if it doesn’t work, I’ll expose the matter of giving money to the two, but this guy is so good that he doesn’t recognize it, he is completely an orphan, I don’t think such a person should come out to mess with the world, whoever protects him will follow Bad luck."

Wan Feng would not believe it at all if it was said that there was no umbrella behind a gang with a black nature.

But you have to be sharp-eyed when you are an umbrella. You don't dare to provide an umbrella if he is rich.

For a smart umbrella, you have to choose the person you want to protect with a high enough emotional intelligence. Isn't it bad luck for someone like Luo Sanlu to protect you?

Jiao Yong naturally heard the meaning of Wan Feng's words.

When he came here, he took a few minutes to visit the Municipal Party Committee to find out about the Nanwan Group. He heard that this was the largest taxpayer in Bohai Sea, and the profits and taxes they paid exceeded those of large ships and new ships.

Moreover, the Nanwan Group has a close relationship with the military. Although the local government and the military are two systems that have nothing to do with each other, who would be free to offend people in that system.

"Boss Wan means..."

"It is the responsibility of every citizen and the police to eradicate evil and promote good and restore a good environment for citizens."

If someone like Luo Sanlu wanted to collect his criminal evidence, it would not be difficult at all. Some people would dare not say it, but it would be no problem to find something to throw him for a few years.

Wan Feng didn't intend to kill anyone, it was necessary to let him go in and eat corn bread for a few years to stay awake.

By the time the police came in, the fruit knives had disappeared.

When Luo Sanlu saw that Jiao Yong had really come, he panicked a little.

"Director Jiao..."

"Someone complained that you led a group of people to threaten and intimidate, and you also carried a murder weapon on your body. If you have anything to say, you can go to the police station and take them back!"

The police came in and took Luo Sanlu and his men out.

Here, Han Meng followed to the police station to make notes.

"Director Jiao! When you are on a business trip to Hongya, don't forget to visit the Nanwan Group and treat you to a drink."

"sure!"

Jiao Yong shook hands with Wan Feng, then got into the car and left.