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

The pungent smell of gunpowder and blood wafted on the night breeze.

A few steps away from Zhao Shanhe, the young police officer Xiao Liu, who had just drawn his gun and fired at the last second, was still holding his gun with both hands, aiming it.

The bullet had already been fired, but he seemed frozen in place, completely motionless.

This was the first time he had shot and killed a living person on the spot since he joined the police force.

The immense recoil and the life-or-death impact left Xiao Liu's face deathly pale.

His chest heaved violently, his lips turned blue, and he gasped for breath. His ten fingers gripping the gun trembled uncontrollably, causing the dark muzzle of the gun to sway slightly in the air.

The wisp of bluish-white gunpowder smoke at the muzzle was blown away by the night wind and completely dissipated into the air.

Only then did the deathly silence at the village entrance suddenly erupt into a chorus of gasps and screams!

The dozen or so thugs who were crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands watched helplessly as their usually fierce and menacing Third Brother fell straight down. They were so frightened that their souls left their bodies, and they let out terrified whimpers like pigs being slaughtered. The crotches of a few of the more timid ones were instantly soaked, and their whole bodies were covered in mud and stinking.

The second brother, who had just been standing next to Ma San, was completely terrified.

His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets as he stared intently at the blood-gushing hole between Ma San's eyebrows. His mind was a complete blank; he had no idea what had just happened.

The second brother couldn't understand why Ma San would suddenly go crazy and attack Zhao Shanhe when everyone had already admitted defeat and squatted down.

How could someone suddenly attack with a knife right under the noses of a dozen police officers?

Isn't this just blatant suicide?!

"What are you looking at! Lower your head! Put your hands behind your head! Behave yourself!"

A policeman holding a Type 56 rifle suddenly stepped forward, slammed the butt of his rifle hard on the muddy ground in front of the second man, and shouted angrily!

The second brother shuddered violently and buried his head in his crotch in fright.

At this moment, Zhang Guodong, the middle-aged police officer leading the team, walked over with steady steps.

He first glanced down at Ma San, who was completely dead on the ground, then looked up and saw Xiao Liu standing next to him, holding a gun, his body tense, and his face as pale as paper.

Zhang Guodong stepped forward, reached out and pressed down on Xiao Liu's trembling gun barrel, signaling him to engage the safety. Then, he extended his broad, strong hand and patted Xiao Liu's thin, taut shoulder firmly, saying in a deep voice:

"Xiao Liu, you did a great job. You reacted quickly and acted decisively. If it weren't for your shot, the suspect would have attacked again with the knife, and the consequences would have been unimaginable. This was legitimate self-defense, and it was also an emergency response carried out in accordance with the law. You don't need to feel guilty about it when you go back."

Hearing Zhang Guodong's calm and powerful words, Xiao Liu's extremely tense nerves slowly relaxed, a trace of color returned to his pale face, and he nodded emphatically: "Yes, Director Zhang!"

Zhang Guodong withdrew his gaze, his expression instantly returning to its usual stern and imposing demeanor. He turned around, waved his hand at the surrounding police officers, and gave a stern order:

"Squad One, Squad Two, get to work! Cuff them all and search them. Number and seal all the murder weapons on the ground as evidence. Take them back to the station for interrogation tonight!"

"Leave two people to guard the scene until the forensic and technical teams arrive to retrieve the body!"

"yes!!"

More than a dozen police officers responded in unison and pounced on the group of thugs who were slumped in the mud like wolves. The crisp, ear-piercing sound of handcuffs locking and the desperate groans of the thugs instantly filled the air.

After explaining the situation at the scene, Zhang Guodong walked over to Zhao Shanhe's side.

He took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, pulled out one and handed it to Zhao Shanhe, then lit one for himself and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

Zhang Guodong glanced at the mess on the ground, then at the dozen or so thugs chained together, and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke:

"Alright."

"That's all for tonight. You and your fellow villagers should go home early and get some rest."

At this point, Zhang Guodong paused, glanced at Ergazi not far away, and continued:

"After the bureau has reviewed the initial statements in a couple of days, have Erga come to the county criminal investigation team to supplement the on-site record."

Zhao Shanhe took the cigarette, lit it, and nodded calmly.

"become."

Neither of them said anything more.

Not long after, the dozen or so thugs that Ma San brought were put into police cars one by one, and all the machetes and steel pipes scattered on the ground were taken away. Several motorcycles and hand tractors were also left at the scene.

Liu Changgui then had it lifted out of the truck bed and sent to the health center.

The uproar that had thrown the entire Kaoshantun village into chaos has finally come to a complete end here.

When the excitement died down, the men and women who had been gathered at the village entrance began to walk home in twos and threes.

Aunt Wang, carrying the thick, heavy jujube wood lever, had been following behind Wang Laonian, grumbling and urging him to return the five or six half-bars from the militia depot.

But after taking only a few steps, she seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped in her tracks.

He turned his head away.

His gaze swept past the dispersing crowd and landed on Ergaizi, whose head was wrapped in gauze and who was staring blankly ahead like a fool.

A nameless anger suddenly surged in Wang Da Niang's heart. She put the jujube wood lever in her hand aside, bent down, and crouched down as she slowly crept towards Er Ga Zi.

Wang Laonian walked several steps away, then realized he was alone and looked back.

He immediately burst into laughter.

His wife, like an old weasel preparing to pounce on a chicken, hunched her shoulders and tiptoed, slowly making her way around Erga Zi from behind several villagers.

Several villagers who hadn't gone far noticed the commotion. Following the gaze, they stopped, suppressing their laughter, and grinned as they watched the spectacle unfold.

Erga's mind was still a complete mess. He stared intently at the bloodstain on the ground, which had been blurred by snowmelt. He was still processing the terrifying scene that had just happened. He was completely immersed in fear and confusion and didn't notice the danger that was getting closer and closer behind him.

Just then!

*Smack!*

A crisp, incredibly loud crack suddenly rang out!

Aunt Wang had somehow found her way to his buttocks, and with all her might, she raised her large, calloused hand, which had been used for years of farm work, and slapped Ergazi's buttocks hard and cleanly!

"Holy crap—!!"

Erga Zi was in so much pain that he suddenly jumped up and down, almost causing the gauze on his head to fly off!

He clutched his burning, aching buttocks with both hands, howling like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and grimaced as he jerked his head back sharply.

"Who is it?! Who the hell attacked us... Hey, Mom?!"

Halfway through his rant, Erga Zi saw Granny Wang behind him, her brows furrowed and hands on her hips, and his bravado instantly vanished. He shrank back in fear, stammering as he retreated.

"Mom...why did you hit me?! I still have a bruise on my head!"

"Why would I hit you?! I'll beat you to a pulp, you piece of trash!"

Aunt Wang's eyes widened, her chest heaving with anger. She raised her hand as if to slap him again, cursing loudly:

"If you hadn't gone crazy in the middle of the night, would we have caused such a huge mess tonight?!"

"He drove a large Jiefang truck into someone's house!"

"He carried gasoline and set fire to someone's yard!"

"Why don't you just fly to the moon?!"

"It made the whole village, young and old, get out of bed in the middle of the night and grab all sorts of weapons!"

The more Aunt Wang cursed, the angrier she became. She raised her hand and pointed towards Old Man Wang:

"Look at your dad!"

"I hadn't even finished wiping my butt while I was squatting in the outhouse when my mother yelled at me, and I rushed out pulling up my pants. I even carried Wu Liuban out of the militia depot!"

Several villagers around could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

Old Wang's face instantly turned bright red:

"You can curse Ga Zi all you want, but why bring me up?!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The surrounding area immediately burst into laughter.

Erga stood there with his neck hunched, wanting to laugh but not daring to, only able to rub his bottom and mutter under his breath:

"But you can't blame me entirely..."

"You dare to talk back?!"

When Aunt Wang heard that this boy dared to talk back, her anger flared up instantly. She grabbed the jujube wood mallet standing nearby and was about to swing it at Ergaizi.

"I'm going to beat you to death today, you little brat!"

"Oh my god! This is terrible!!"

Erga was so frightened that he forgot his feet were still wrapped up like dumplings. He clutched his buttocks tightly with both hands and limped around the village like a pig being slaughtered, dragging his injured leg.

"Brother Shanhe, help me!"

"Dad! Stop Mom! She's going to betray her own family for the greater good!!"

Wang Laonian, holding Wu Liuban, watched from the sidelines, grinning from ear to ear. Instead of stepping in to break up the fight, he gloated and fanned the flames from behind.

"Hit him! Give him a good whack! Let's see if he dares to ask for a beating again!"

"Hahahaha!!"

"Gazi! Run faster! Your mother's jujube wood lever doesn't discriminate!"

"Aunt Wang, give it your all! Catch up and spank him!"

The dozens of men and women who hadn't yet dispersed could no longer contain themselves at the sight of the mother and daughter chasing and fleeing in such a disheveled manner, and their deafening laughter erupted in the darkness.