Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Old Hei gripped the shovel handle tightly with both hands. The blood-stained iron blade tore through the air with a piercing whistle as it slammed down towards Gao Wenbin's head.

Gao Wenbin was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, his crotch completely burst, and a distorted scream escaped his throat.

Just as the shovel blade was less than half a foot away from his forehead...

A large, calloused hand reached out from the side and grabbed the drooping ash wood handle tightly.

This powerful and fatal blow was abruptly suspended in mid-air.

Old Hei's arm muscles suddenly bulged, veins popping out, as he desperately tried to press the shovel down.

But that big hand was like a welded iron clamp; no matter how hard Lao Hei exerted himself, the blood-stained shovel blade couldn't move down an inch.

He assumed it was still the monkey blocking his way, so without turning his head, he craned his neck and roared like an enraged beast, "Monkey! I fucking told you not to stop me!"

"Old Black, it's me, I'm back!"

Old Black's hysterical roar came to an abrupt halt.

He suddenly shuddered, and his stiff neck slowly twisted around.

in view.

A man wearing a cotton-padded coat, covered in dust and oil stains, was standing next to him.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements; he simply gripped the shovel firmly with one hand.

Those deep, calm eyes stared intently at Old Black.

The hundreds of workers from the Red Star Factory seemed to be put on pause at that moment, and they all gasped in shock.

The monkey behind was still pouncing forward, but the person was completely stunned, and tears welled up in their eyes and rolled down their cheeks.

Clang.

Old Hei's lips trembled violently, his hands went limp as if all his strength had left them, and the heavy shovel fell into the muddy water.

"Shan...Brother Shanhe! You're back!"

Zhao Shanhe loosened his grip on the shovel, took a step forward, and grabbed Lao Hei's shoulder.

"Yes, I'm back."

"I'm sorry to have troubled the brothers lately."

Old Hei gritted his teeth, smeared mud and water all over his face with his rough hands, and shook his head vigorously.

"We're not wronged! As long as you're back, we'll all have someone to rely on!"

Behind.

The monkey and a dozen or so men from Kaoshantun finally snapped out of their daze.

"Brother Shanhe!"

"It really is Brother Shanhe!"

"Brother Shanhe is back!"

A series of hoarse shouts, suppressed for half a month, exploded one after another on the muddy main road of the factory area.

Some people were grinning, both crying and laughing.

Someone suddenly lowered their head and rubbed their red eyes hard with the back of their hands, which were covered in chilblains.

They had been waiting for this person to return for far too long.

From the moment Da Niu was arrested, to the time the old boiler room ran out of food, and then to the moment Er Zhuzi had his head smashed open with an iron bar, no matter how nasty the rumors outside were, they stubbornly stayed here and waited.

Now, they have finally waited for this person to return.

Zhao Shanhe looked at the faces in front of him, covered in mud and blood.

He patted Old Black's hard shoulder bone, his gaze sweeping over all his brothers.

"Let's calm down first, and I'll handle the rest."

At this moment, the hundreds of workers from the surrounding Red Star Factory finally recovered from their extreme shock.

The crowd erupted in chaos.

"Factory Director Zhao? It really is Factory Director Zhao!"

"Why did he suddenly come back!"

"I thought he abandoned the Red Star Machinery Factory and ran away!"

At this moment, Gao Wenbin, slumped in the mud, was panting heavily.

Seeing the shovel loosen from Lao Hei's hand, he knew his life was saved.

The extreme fear receded like the tide.

Only at this moment, as he slumped in the mud, did he suddenly realize that a cold, sticky dampness was seeping out of his crotch.

The moment that shovel came down, he was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot.

The foul-smelling urine mixed with the cold, rotten mud on the ground, clinging wetly to his thighs.

A gust of cold wind blew, and an unprecedented sense of embarrassment and extreme shame instantly rushed to my head.

What surged up next was the fury of escaping death.

That peasant guy called Lao Hei actually tried to kill me!

If Zhao Shanhe hadn't suddenly appeared and blocked the shovel, he probably would have had his head smashed by the shovel today and died like a stray dog ​​in this dilapidated factory area.

The more I think about it, the more frightened I feel, and the more humiliated and angry I feel.

With red eyes, Gao Wenbin struggled to his feet from the muddy ground, his legs trembling.

"You're Zhao Shanhe?"

His coat was dripping with foul-smelling mud, and he pointed at Lao Hei and his men through gritted teeth: "You're back just in time! Look at the thugs you brought!"

"As the new factory manager, I was merely following regulations to enforce factory discipline, and what was the result?!"

"They not only stormed the security section with weapons and injured security officers, but this thug called Lao Hei even attacked a state cadre in public and attempted to kill him!"

"To do this in front of so many people in the entire factory, the impact is extremely negative, it's unheard of!"

Gao Wenbin's voice grew louder and louder, his confidence rekindled: "As the leader, you must take full responsibility and accept the investigation! I will report everything that happened today to your superiors in detail. Be prepared!"

The expressions of the men from the surrounding mountain village changed instantly.

The monkey gritted its teeth and charged forward, shouting, "You're talking nonsense! It was clearly you—"

Zhao Shanhe raised his hand slightly.

The monkey immediately swallowed its words and stopped abruptly.

Seeing this, Gao Wenbin became even more convinced that Zhao Shanhe was afraid of his powerful backer and the municipal party committee's working group.

He sneered, raising his chin high in the air.

"However, considering this is your first offense, as long as you have the right attitude, there is still room for redemption."

Gao Wenbin wiped the mud off his face and resumed his condescending, cadre-like demeanor: "As long as you immediately make these peasants kneel down with their hands behind their heads, tie up this thug with the shovel and hand him over to me, and then bow your head and apologize in front of all the factory workers..."

"I might consider putting in a good word for you with Secretary Chen and trying to get you leniency."

Zhao Shanhe listened quietly as he finished speaking.

There was no anger or explanation on his face.

He simply took two steps forward, wading through the mud, and came to Gao Wenbin.

"Are you finished speaking?"

Gao Wenbin was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Zhao Shanhe's extremely calm face, his previously arrogant demeanor suddenly froze, and he subconsciously shrank back half a step: "What is this...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Zhao Shanhe suddenly took half a step forward, and his right leg, like a heavy hammer, slammed solidly into Gao Wenbin's chest with a dull thud that seemed to tear the wind.

"Bang!"

The thud was surprisingly loud, like a broken drum being struck on a main road.

The words that Gao Wenbin was about to say were instantly swallowed back down, and the air in his chest was squeezed out completely.

His eyes bulged outwards, and the force of the kick sent his feet flying off the ground. His body arched like a cooked shrimp as he flew backwards, skimming the muddy water.

"Bang!"

Two or three meters away, a piercingly loud bang was heard.

Gao Wenbin's back slammed hard against the door of the dark green Jeep. The huge impact dented a large section of the metal door, causing the entire vehicle to shake violently.

He slid down the deformed car door like a lump of mud and fell heavily into the concrete ground next to the wheels.

The extreme pain and the feeling of holding his breath made him open his mouth wide, and a hoarse "gurgling" sound like a broken bellows came from his throat, but he couldn't breathe in even a little oxygen.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Wenbin's body convulsed twice, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.