"Hehe, it's useless to say that these things are Lin Johnson. You won't let me go, let me tell you, you don't think about it if you kill me. Don't think about taking over my relationship network without me. My people will disband immediately. If you want to intervene, unless you settle a few people who are desperate," Chen Yanjun laughed wildly, staring at Lin Johnson with a look of good show.

"Don't worry, those people you keep in the yard, aren't they just dozens of outlaws and more than 100 migrant workers? Let's see who there are more people?" Lin Qiangsheng said with a contemptuous smile.

Chen Yanjun still shouted arrogantly: "I can tell you that they have real guys in their hands. Unless you let me go, only I can control them."

Lin Qiangsheng's eyes trembled and said hatefully, "Chen Yanjun, you don't know why I deal with you yet, so I will tell you, do you know how much trouble the people you have won will cause me. Time travel daughter's counterattack record: I gave you money to make you do business, not to let you do bad things, others thought it was me, Lin Qiangsheng, who asked you to do this. You used my money to do many bad things to ruin Dongxing's reputation. This is my purpose to deal with you."

Chen Yanjun was stunned for a moment and laughed wildly, "Lin Johnson, you are too naive and don't join a gang to form a gang. Who can you deal with? If I don't organize it, I will organize it. If you are honest, you can only be bullied. You just see that my power is going to destroy me. Don't be slanderous and righteous."

Lin Qiangsheng frowned and waved his hand to Gu Ming and said, "Give him to the police."

Gu Ming nodded and said, "I'll send him there myself." He turned around and called on the two young men to take Chen Yanjun down.

"Lin Johnson, let me go. I will still use it to you. Lin Johnson, you won't die well." Chen Yanjun struggled wildly and shouted. He knew that he might still be alive at Lin Johnson. When he really got to the police, he would never be able to turn over again.

Lin Qiang-Cheng-Cheng ignored Chen Yanjun's shout and said to Chen Feng: "From now on, you can take over your uncle and continue to help me with things."

Chen Feng looked at Lin Johnson in surprise and said with a little cringe, "But I usually just carry my uncle's bag and do whatever he does, and I'm not familiar with the ones he does."

"Have you seen those people he has come into contact with?" asked Lin Johnson.

Chen Feng nodded quickly and said carefully: "I have seen some."

"That's good. You straighten out Chen Yanjun's relationship and slowly get in touch. Your uncle's relationship network is still very important to the company. Do it well," Lin Qiangsheng said to Chen Feng.

"Yes. Mr. Lin, I'll work hard." Chen Feng said with a happy face and straightened his back.

Seeing Lin Johnson walking back to his desk, Chen Feng said to Lin Johnson in a little embarrassedly: "But Mr. Lin, there are many thugs that my uncle has found in the cargo yard. I'm afraid."

"How many people are there?" asked Lin Johnson, who picked up the phone.

"There are more than 30, and my uncle specially recruited several well-known people in the city. I'm afraid these people will not listen to me," Chen Feng said fearfully with his head down.

Lin Johnson looked at him and smiled, saying, "It doesn't matter, aren't there just a few dozen hooligans? I will deal with them, and you still need to lead the way to recognize people."

"Mr. Lin, you can't lose people. There are hundreds of people in the cargo yard, and you can't beat them if you bring fewer people." Chen Feng said with wide eyes and trembling.

"Is a reinforced company militia enough?" Lin Johnson waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Minister" Chen Yanjun was stunned for a moment

Lin Qiangsheng called He Zhenguo from Hongqi Township. At this time, the He family was very lively. The room was full of relatives and neighbors, and people were chatting while drinking tea and eating melon seeds. These people also knew how to judge the topics were almost centered on the He family’s father and son.

At this time, He Zhenguo was talking to an uncle and uncle. The old man wanted his fifteen-year-old grandson to go to work in He Zhenguo factory.

"Uncle, it's a pity that Xiaolu doesn't go to school. When I get a high school degree in the future, my hardware factory will definitely want him," He Zhenguo comforted him.

The old man sighed and said, "Xiaolu has no life. He has poor academic performance and cannot get into high school. Just tell me if you want it there."

He Zhenguo could only say, "As long as Xiaolu is willing to go to Miaomiao Xianchen, he has to sit up from the worker, and I can't be favored, right?"

"Yes, it's better to start with a worker than anything else." Uncle didn't care, and he said happily with a satisfied expression.

"Xiaolu is here to your factory. You can solve the work problems for your aunt's nieces, nieces and son-in-law." Seeing that someone successfully brought the topic to this, everyone immediately pleaded with mercy around He Zhenguo.

He Zhenguo's mother sat on the kang, next to Lin Xiang. His mother looked at her son being begged by the stars as she begged, and she was actually happy. She took Lin Xiang's hand and said, "Let's go to the west room, you can't stand the quarrel if you are pregnant."

Lin Xiang had already been hiding and heard her mother-in-law's words and nodded and said, "Okay, mom, let's go to the west room."

"Slow down Xiang'er." Lin Xiang's mother-in-law smiled and helped her and got off the floor.

"Oh, look at how handsome the daughter-in-law is, you see her waist and dress, why is it so different from the rural people?" a middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties sighed.

Another woman looked at Lin Xiang's back and showed envy in her eyes. She said, "There is a temperament, but the people in the city are different."

"That's right. Look, Lin Xiang didn't do anything like this when we were here, just a girl. This temperament has been rising rapidly for a few years in the city."

"Dielingling" was just now the phone on the windowsill suddenly rang, and the room immediately became silent.

The so-called electric light telephone upstairs and downstairs, everyone thought that the old He family had all the phones at home, and life was different.

"Hey, Johnson and Johnson." In the eyes of everyone's envious or jealous, He Zhenguo picked up the phone and said loudly.

"What, what big thing happened to summon the militia?" He Zhenguo immediately became serious after hearing a few words.

Lin Qiangsheng said on the phone: "Near the riverside of the east river in the city, our company yard has been occupied. I need you to take someone to help me clean it up. Without the help of the militia in your town, I am really afraid that I can't fix them."

"Okay, do you need to bring a guy with you?" He Zhenguo asked.

Lin Johnson thought for a while and said, "It's better to bring it with you, the other party has weapons too."

He Zhenguo took a breath and said solemnly: "Okay, give me 2 hours to convene, yes. Come and have a meeting on the side of the city."

He Zhenguo hung up the phone and was stunned for a moment. After a while, he came to his senses and said to his relatives and friends here: "Everyone will go back, I'll leave in advance."

In the puzzled eyes of the villagers, He Zhenguo put on his coat and strode out of the house. After he left, two more young men followed him out.

"If you have something to do, I have to take care of you."

"We have to call the militia, can the Russians come here?"

"Brother Zhenguo. Wait for me." Sun Lu was black and fat. He was just now mixed in the crowd and watched his grandfather ask He Zhenguo for work. At this moment, the black fat man couldn't help but finally had a time for himself to speak, so he quickly followed him.

"Brothers of Zhenguo, what should I do to summon militia?" He Baozhong is a distant relative of He Zhenguo. He was still a family 50 years ago, but now his relationship is much farther. He Baozhong is in his 30s and is considered He Zhenguo's distant brother. This time he is also here to go around and work and has not yet wiped out the smoke of the strong.

"Xiaolu. Brother Baozhong, you go back first and I'll go to the city." He Zhenguo walked towards the township government and said to the two of them as he walked.

He Baozhong thought for a moment, nodded, stopped and said, "Be careful, tell me if you have something to do."

The fat black man Sun Lu smiled, ignored He Baozhong who stopped and didn't listen to He Zhenguo. After walking for a while, Sun Lu said to He Zhenguo who was about to talk to him: "Brother Zhenguo, I'll go with you. I have to join in the fun. I'm too bored to stay in the village."

He Zhenguo asked Sun Lu: "Have you received military training?"

"I've been hurt. I can still shoot targets in school." Sun Lu scratched his head and said with a giggle.

"Yeah. Then come on," He Zhenguo nodded and said, and the two of them quickly ran to the township government.

At the end of last year, the national revolutionary committee was abolished and the local government was rebuilt. He Zhenguo's father He Yunhai was naturally changed from the director of the Hongqi Township Revolutionary Committee to the secretary and township head of the Hongqi Township Committee.

When He Zhenguo arrived at the township government, he saw his father telling Lin Qiangsheng about Lin Qiangsheng. He Yunhai stood up and walked around the office and frowned and asked, "Lin Qiangsheng didn't say who the other party is, how many guys are."

"I just said that it occupied his cargo yard, and I guess there were a lot of people." He Zhen National Highway.

He Yunhai hammered his hand and said, "Lin Johnson has helped us so much in Hongqi Township. This is so busy, but pay attention to the right attitude. Our people must not shoot first."

"What if the other party fires first?" He Zhenguo asked.

"Then beat him up," He Yunhai said sternly.

"Yes, I will gather the militia company immediately." He Zhenguo said loudly with a smile.

He Yunhai quickly stopped He Zhenguo and said, "You wait first. If you mobilize militias, we can't stand alone. We have to tie up other people."

He Yunhai attached great importance to the transfer of troops and thought repeatedly. Although grassroots militias could be mobilized as long as the county party committee made a collective decision, he could not leave people the impression that they were arbitrary.

Therefore, He Yunhai specially called several leading cadres of the county party committee to inform them of the matter. This transfer soon turned into a militia training activity after the New Year. Although it was a little early, there was finally a reason.

"It is not easy to train militia during the New Year and the Festival. In this way, each militia who gathers will be rewarded with 10 yuan," He Yunhai said thinking.

"Or, I'll pay the money," said He Zhenguo.

He Yunhai glared at him and scolded, "I'm confused, you're going to spend money and you'll be fine. You'll really become a big deal if you pay for it. People will say how many courage do you have to pay for the He family to support soldiers?"

He waved his hand and continued, "Forget it, I would rather let the village pay and leave some talk than we can pay, otherwise we would have made a big mistake."

He Zhenguo delayed it until after 2 pm. He gathered more than 110 militias. The number of militias in Hongqi Township was actually more than 20,000 militias, but He Zhenguo thought that these people were almost the same, and everyone brought a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which made He Zhenguo very confident.

If the militia had been prepared for the war a few years ago, the equipment of militia would be stronger, including anti-aircraft guns, mortars, mountain cannons, light and heavy machine guns, but as the Sino-Soviet border was eased, the militia would not often train these guys. To be continued.
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