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89. Chapter 89: 089 Tian Zuren: Atavism (45K)(1/2)

89. Chapter 89 089 Tian Zuren: Atavism (45K)

Author: Jie Shiye

Chapter 89 089 Tian Zuren: Atavism (4.5K)

At noon that day, Wang Liang took Sun Shulin and Yaozi and set off for Xing City.

The purpose of this trip was to see how Liu Cheng's business was doing.

As the big boss behind the scenes, Wang Liang is naturally very caring.

"Battal Commander, if we go further we should enter Neiqiu County. It will take us more than an hour to reach Xing City," Yaozi said.

Wang Liang climbed up the hill and looked forward, noticing a village in front of him.

The chimney on the roof was smoking, and it looked like someone was living there.

"Come on, let's go to the village ahead and have a look." Wang Liang greeted.

If it was more convenient, Wang Liang could have put the two of them into Japanese military uniforms and drove the previously captured truck to Xing City.

The reason why Wang Liang chose to hike was to gain an in-depth understanding of the social conditions and people's sentiments along the way.

During the more than half a month of immersed in Lincheng County, Wang Liang was able to know everything about Lincheng's situation.

But Wang Liang didn't know that much about the situation in the surrounding counties.

So taking this opportunity, he planned to conduct research and visit the grassroots level.

After all, the independent camp is getting stronger and stronger, and it is impossible to settle in just one corner of Lincheng. External expansion is inevitable.

When I first entered the village, I saw a group of villagers gathered in front of a fellow villager's house, as if there was something lively going on.

Wang Liang thought it was a wedding, so he brought Sun Shulin and Yaozi to join them, hoping to be happy.

When I got closer, I saw two people in black uniforms giving orders to an old man.

Just listen to Tian Zuren say: "How many more days should I give you grace? Who will give me grace?"

"Old Xiaotou, let me tell you, if you can't pay all the taxes today, then I will have to take your daughter away! Use your daughter to pay the bill!"

Tian Zuren had a lewd smile on his face: "As for what to bring, you are not a fool, you can guess it!"

The old man, who was called Lao Xiaotou, knelt down in front of Tian Zuren, a young man who was less than thirty years old, and kowtowed repeatedly:

"Sir, I beg you to be noble and spare our family."

"It's not that I don't want to pay taxes. It's just that there is a severe drought this year, there is no food in the fields, and my son's mother is seriously ill. I really can't pay any more."

Seeing that Wang Liang was confused, Sun Shulin, who was familiar with the market, explained:

"Boss, these two people should be from the tax audit brigade and go to the countryside to collect taxes."

"What tax?" Wang Liang didn't expect such a thing to happen in occupied areas.

Sun Shulin had worked in the military police task force and naturally knew it very well. He introduced:

"The land tax is 4 yuan per mu per year, and the tobacco and alcohol tax ranges from 20 yuan to 30 yuan per household per season. It is generally calculated based on the number of people."

"There is also a livestock tax, which is charged at 20% of its value. The slaughter tax, regardless of weight, is 2 yuan for pigs and 1 yuan for sheep."

"The wedding invitation tax is 8 yuan each, and the cat and dog license tax is exchanged four times a year, with a tax of 8 cents each time."

"Each room, each well is 5 yuan, and each meal in the restaurant is 6 cents."

"Donate 4 cents from the house number, three or four times a month."

"The Certificate of Good Citizen is renewed every month, and each certificate costs 1 yuan. There is also a poll tax, which seems to be 40 cents per month."

"In addition, the city also donates light bulbs at 3 yuan per month and license plate donations at 10 yuan per vehicle every quarter."

After Wang Liang heard these donations with various reasons, his teeth itched with hatred.

He secretly scolded the Japanese devils and these traitors for being worse than pigs and dogs for sucking the blood of the common people like this.

This situation did not occur in Lincheng because of the existence of the independent camp. The traitors could only collect donations in the county town and did not dare to leave the city at all.

Because there are independent camp traffic officers everywhere, if you dare to come, you may not be able to go back alive.

Seeing that Tian Zuren wanted to attack Lao Xiao again, Wang Liang stepped forward directly.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, he kicked him hard on the waist.

Wang Liang's explosive power is already strong, coupled with his strengthened physique.

Although it was not a flying kick, it still caught Tian Zuren off guard and staggered him four or five meters away, where he happened to bite on a piece of dog feces.

After this step, according to the current medical conditions, the problem of low back pain will accompany Tian Zuren throughout his life.

Seeing this funny scene, the villagers couldn't help but chuckle, and at the same time they couldn't help but worry for Wang Liang.

These people from the tax audit brigade are not good people.

"Ouch - Ouch! Ouch!" Tian Zuren squeaked and clutched his waist, looking extremely painful.

Another man who came with him quickly stepped forward to help him up, pointed at Wang Liang's nose and cursed:

"Asshole, you dare to openly attack the people of the audit team, don't you want to live?!"

Wang Liang's temper was not very good right now. Without a word of nonsense, he stepped forward and cut off the man's extended fingers.

Click——

"Ah——" Accompanied by the sound of cracking bones was a miserable and painful cry.

Tian Zuren wiped the dirt on his mouth with his sleeves, and couldn't help but squeak a few times in the process. Then he covered his waist and looked at Wang Liang sinisterly and said:

"Okay! You kid can do it. If you have the guts, leave your name."

Wang Liang was very candid: "I won't change your grandpa's name in office, and I won't change his surname in office. He will be a tyrant!"

Chao Ba was designed by Wang Liang to die in the hands of the Japanese.

For such a big mistake, Masato Kawamoto would naturally not make it public and cover up the matter.

So few people know that Chaoba is gone.

Before Tian Zuren could react, the little brother who had his finger cut off beside him endured the pain and whispered in his ear:

"Brother Tian, ​​ah~ I know that Chao Ba was originally a bandit leader in Lincheng, but was later recruited by the Japanese and became the leader of the security group."

"I heard that this man is very vicious. He is a mad dog. When he goes crazy, he will even kill his own father and his own mother... Let's still..."

Tian Zuren couldn't help but glance at Wang Liang with a strange look, thinking that he was really a big pervert.

But he was still a little unconvinced and muttered: "Is the head of the security team in a small county as powerful as my brother? I will kill him if I have the chance!"

After saying the harsh words, Tian Zuren signaled to his younger brother, the good guy, not to suffer the immediate loss and to run away first.

However, Wang Liang still stopped him.

Without any nonsense, Sun Shulin and Yao Zi, who understood the situation, went forward and searched their crossbody bags and took out all the banknotes inside.

Seeing that the money he collected was robbed, Tian Zuren couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you know who my brother is?!"

"He is the captain of the Xing City Detective Team! I am his biological brother! If you dare to steal my money, he will not let you go!"

Seeing Wang Liang and the other two people standing still in place after hearing his brother's name, Tian Zuren couldn't help but feel a little proud. They were obviously shocked.

You must know that the detective team specializes in dealing with thieves and bandits, and what they eat is the meat of bandits. It is strange that Chao Ba is not afraid.

"You took it from my pocket, so you can put the money back in my pocket!" Tian Zuren's posture came out again.

The fellow villagers who were watching couldn't help but shook their heads and sighed.

I originally thought that Wang Liang could control Tian Zuren and help them avoid the disaster of collecting donations today.

Unexpectedly.

Snap——

Snap——

Just when everyone thought Wang Liang was frightened, Wang Liang stepped forward and slapped Tian Zuren hard in the mouth:

"This is for your brother, please convey it to me."

Then Wang Liang ordered Sun Shulin and Yaozi: "Don't just stare at the bags, take off all the valuable things they have on them."

After that, Wang Liang muttered again: "What about the chicken detective team, the duck detective team, if you find trouble, I will kill you! Haha!"

After Tian Zuren and his wife were stripped down to only their underpants, they ran away in disgrace.

Wang Liang was not in a hurry, but sat down and chatted with the villagers for a while.

And based on the accounting book found from Tian Zuren, the money was returned to the villagers.

An extra 100 yuan was given to Lao Xiaotou, whose family was in financial difficulties, which moved him to tears and called him his benefactor.

Wang Liang knew very well that he could save the villagers once, but what about the next time?

If you really want your fellow villagers to live a peaceful life, you still have to grow your independent camp quickly.

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To be continued...
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