diskusbooks Chapter 477 Uncle 9
Chapter 477 Uncle 9
"Close your eyes!" Li Jian's low growl, mixed with the sound of the wind, entered her ears.
As soon as Lu Yao closed her eyes, she heard the muffled sound of bones breaking and an even more shrill wail.
She was dragged forward, staggering.
A man wielding a shovel lunged at him from the side, and Li Jian kicked over a pile of building materials next to him.
Scattered scaffolding steel pipes tumbled down with a rumble, kicking up clouds of dust.
While the other party dodged, he swung his steel pipe and smashed the wooden crate blocking his way, carving a bloody path through the flying wood chips.
Lu Yao was half-dragged and half-carried to complete the last few steps, with bricks hitting the metal sheet behind her making a loud thud.
at the same time.
Inside the container monitoring room.
Luo Yong and the man in the baseball cap were both watching the battle at the village entrance intently.
Luo Yong held the remote control in his hand and unconsciously pressed a button.
The surveillance footage suddenly jolted.
The man in the baseball cap was so startled that he dropped his beer bottle: "Hey, don't move!"
Luo Yong looked completely innocent and said, "I didn't move it."
The man in the baseball cap scratched his head with both hands, feeling like the sky was about to fall.
In the video surveillance footage, Lu Jinqiang curiously clicked around on the screen with the mouse, clearly noticing something amiss.
The man in the baseball cap explained, "His computer can control CCTV, so we can see what he does, and by the same token, he can see what we do."
Soon, Lu Jinqiang picked up his phone and dialed a number.
Luo Yong and the man in the baseball cap stared intently at Lu Jinqiang's phone, not daring to move an inch.
Luo Yongjiu's breath was stuck in his chest, and the thin chain of his gold-rimmed glasses hung motionless on his cheek.
The man in the baseball cap's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and beads of sweat slid down his temples into his collar, accumulating into small puddles at his collarbone.
The two men seemed frozen in place, their four gazes fixed on Lu Jinqiang's phone screen—which displayed a call.
The sound of a cruise ship's horn could be heard in the distance, while inside the container, only the hum of the air conditioning vents could be heard.
Luo Yongjiu narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
The call is connected.
Lu Jinqiang said, "A-Quan, go and check if the CCTV camera at the village entrance has been tampered with."
The scene shifts to the ancestral hall in Yongheng Village.
When Lu Yongquan appeared inside the ancestral hall, Luo Yong explained, "Their monitoring room is located in the ancestral hall."
As soon as Lu Yongquan reached the door of the monitoring room, several children rushed out.
Lu Yongquan said into the phone, "Hey, it's nothing, it's just my kids playing around."
Lu Jinqiang said, "Okay, it's alright now."
Seeing that Lu Jinqiang did not suspect anything, Luo Yong and the man in the baseball cap both breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Yongjiu's eyelashes behind his glasses trembled almost imperceptibly, and his taut jawline relaxed slightly.
He pretended to push up his glasses, wiping the fine sweat from his nose with his fingertips; the gold-rimmed glasses cast a blurry shadow under the light.
The man in the baseball cap swallowed hard as he gulped down a large mouthful of beer, oblivious to the foam spilling out and wetting his shirt.
As the air conditioner blew cold air, the sweat stains on Luo Yongjiu's back gradually faded.
soon.
The footage showed a large number of PTU (Police Tactical Unit) vehicles, and several patrol cars arrived before the conflict between the villagers and the construction team was stopped.
"Li Sir, what are you doing here?"
The PTU team was led by Ho Man-chin, who has now been promoted to inspector and hasn't been in contact with Lee Kin for quite some time.
Li Jian said, "Just passing by. You've been assigned to the New Territories now?"
The New Territories are considered a remote area on Hong Kong Island. A dozen years ago, it was still a wasteland.
He Wenzhan said, "We also have rotations, Brother Jian, have you been taking care of me lately?"
In fact, apart from a few more bustling areas, most of Hong Kong Island is relatively safe, and there are not many conflicts or incidents.
Without cases, you can only accumulate seniority.
Li Jian said, "I'll do my job well, and I'll contact you directly if I need anything."
He Wenzhan quickly took the troublemakers away.
Ruan Yuehua staggered over, her body dripping with filth onto the ground, and the yellowish-brown stains hardened on her trouser legs.
The fermented, sour smell mixed with the odor of ammonia hit her face. Lu Yao took two steps back abruptly, covering her mouth and nose with her fingers, her stomach churning.
A few vegetable leaves clung to Ruan Yuehua's gray hair bun, swaying slightly with her movements.
The collar was covered in sticky residue of unknown origin, which shimmered in the sunlight.
The grime embedded under her fingernails made Lu Yao recoil as if she had been electrocuted.
"Yaoyao, are you alright..." Ruan Yuehua's back was in an even worse state—the entire piece of fabric was soaked in dark brown liquid and was still dripping murky liquid.
Several green bottle flies buzzed around her, landing on her shoulder and rubbing their forelegs.
Li Jian didn't even frown as he strode towards the water tap at the construction site.
He picked up the red plastic bucket and filled it with clean water.
When he returned to Ruan Yuehua, he took off his coat and threw it on the ground, then picked up a bucket of water and poured it over her head.
“Wow—”
Cold water washed away the filth, and Ruan Yuehua's gray hair clung to her face, while a yellowish-brown vortex spread across the sewage-filled ground.
Li Jian took the second bucket and carefully rinsed the feces off the back of her neck. When the water washed open her collar, it revealed her sun-tanned skin underneath.
When the third bucket of water was poured in.
No one spoke throughout the entire process; the only sounds were the water and the chattering of Ruan Yuehua's teeth.
Li Jian drove Ruan Yuehua home, and then took Lu Yao to school.
the other side.
Uncle Nine, whose head was bruised and bleeding, said while clutching his still-bleeding head, "Hey, our New Territories was originally a peaceful place. You came in and built all sorts of buildings, digging up mountains and graves, filling in fishponds and farmland, and ruining the feng shui. We've all put up with it, but now you dare to hit people."
Hey boss, there are over fifty people lying in the hospital, and they all have elderly parents and young children to support.
How do you expect to be held accountable for destroying other people's family happiness like this?
Uncle Jiu's mouth was dry from talking, so he grabbed the teacup on the table and drank a big gulp. He continued, "I won't offend others unless they offend me. Starting today, if any contractors from outside dare to set foot in our village again, we'll beat them every time they come. Go ahead and call the police, and see how you build your Dingwu Mansion!"
Uncle Nine spoke with spittle flying everywhere, looking quite indignant.
Uncle Nine spoke with such spittle flying everywhere that his white goatee stood on end.
His thin fingers tapped the table loudly, and ripples spread across the teacup, reflecting his flushed face.
His two gold-plated front teeth gleamed blindingly, and the white foam piling up at the corners of his mouth looked just like the bubbles a crab would blow.
"Outrageous!" He slammed his hand on the table, making the abacus beads rattle and bounce.
The bulging veins on his forehead looked like earthworms crawling.
The most striking thing was his faded polyester shirt, the third button of which was stretched taut by his round belly, making a creaking sound as he breathed heavily.