Northeast Road, in the northeast of China, is exactly the winter solstice.

Last night there was a nationwide snowfall, and a thick layer was covered here.

There is still no intention of stopping. The sky is dark and the snow is floating, covering everything with white.

Most people will never go out without any trouble.

If the pedestrians on the road are crooked, there is no normal walking.

When the thick snow is squeaking, it adds a bit of coldness.

Exhale and let out a long way.

Standing on the land of Northeast Road, Wuji felt that he was too different.

Everyone was wearing hats, but he was bald, like a fool.

The stone pillar on the other side also felt something was wrong. He held the Sky-Slaying Blade in his hand, and always felt like a bandit.

"Okay, you give me the weapons and collect them for you. Go to the Liao family building first, and the main members of the Liao family should be there! Then go to his house!"

Su Ming looked at the direction. Har City was so cold. The cold wind that blew on his body would have been frozen if he was not a warrior.

He looked too alternative in a tweed coat.

After saying that, he invited the two of them to unfold their body skills and head to the Liao Building.

The Liao Family Building is a landmark building in Har City, with a height of 35 floors and stands in the city center.

Even though Liao Jun, the head of the Liao family, died and the biggest heir was dead, Liao Qingsha's second son was still in charge of the company.

However, now there is a crisis step by step, and someone will come out to interfere in various businesses.

In the past, no matter who it was, he would be deemed invisible and did whatever he wanted, and no one dared to stand up.

When Su Ming and the other two arrived at the Liao gate, their expressions changed drastically.

Nearly two hundred people stood at the door, trembling with cold. Even if some were wearing military coats and down jackets, it still didn't work.

"Liao Ming, come out and pay back our hard-earned money! If you don't give the project money, how can we celebrate the New Year!"

"Liao Ming, you are fine, pay the wages for us. Can't I kneel down for you? My mother is hospitalized and waiting for the wages to cure her illness!"

"You guys from the Liao family, come out to be in charge of the business. You owe us three years of demolition money, and if you don't give it to us, you won't have a place to rent a house!"

The people here are all people who want to pay.

Either the project payment, the demolition payment, the resettlement fee, the mortgage payment, etc., are all here.

They were shaking all over the cold and kept stomping their feet, but it was difficult to relieve them.

"Amitabha! The Buddha said that the devil should go to hell! The angrily Vajra wants to enforce the law!"

Seeing this scene, the monk Wuji whispered the Buddha's name, with Buddha light flashing in his eyes, his body upright, and his fists clenched.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that I would encounter this scene!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Zhu wanted to take action immediately and kill everyone in the Liao family.

Looking at their pitiful appearance, with calluses on their hands and wind and frost on their faces, they were all people who suffered from the pain of life.

Very similar to his own mother.

"What's the use of giving in, giving in, every day! If you have evidence, go to the Public Security Bureau to sue us!"

"Get out immediately, our chairman's family is coming out, don't give me eye drops!"

"You are so lucky? Follow up on the goblin. If anyone owes money, go find someone else immediately. The Liao family never owes money!"

Just as Su Ming was about to enter, the security room at the gate opened, and a group of people wearing black coats, hats and baseball bats came out.

They were about thirty in number, knocking on the door one by one, yelling loudly, and slowly opening the stretched door.

"I have no money anymore, and I can't survive anyway. I'll fight with you!"

An old man had a torn coat, picked up the bricks on the floor and smashed them hard at the security guard.

"You are so lucky. If you don't give me money, I will die here today. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I can't have a good life, so don't think about living well!"

There was also a young man with frostbite on his face, raised his shovel and patted him hard.

Only those who talked about it dared to pick up weapons and fight the bodyguards standing in front, while the rest of the people were full of fear and horror, and stepped back.

They dare not imagine how such changes could occur.

"You dare to hit someone, you are impatient to live!"

"Caughter, there has always been only the Liao family who beat people. Who dares to touch a finger of the Liao family and beat me hard!"

As soon as a dozen rebels raised their weapons, there was a irritable security guard who shouted to let his subordinates attack!

Hearing the order, almost all the security guards raised their sticks and smashed the two monks hard.

Their attacks were not merciless, and they were unbearable.

More than twenty people attacked ten people, and within two strokes, they all lay on the ground.

The white snow was stained with blood and kept permeating, shocking.

"Stop, stop!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, beating, it's going to cause death!"

"Who are you? Can't we leave?"

"What are you hiding? So many of us have fought with them!"

Seeing that there were injuries in total, many people at the scene went crazy and shouted loudly.

The passionate young man picked up the weapons around him, someone led the crowd, and prepared to fight the many security guards.

The entire scene was in chaos, with shouts, wails, and pleading fears.

"You guys are all sluts, and you don't know why society is shady if you don't beat me. Get out of here!"

There was a security leader holding a loudspeaker, roaring with a stick in his hand.

Judging from his appearance, he was far better than his leader. He led his security guards to break up the crowd and clear out the injured people on the ground.

The speed is so fast and the division of labor is clear. At first glance, it is obvious that this kind of thing is often done.

Along the way, it's simply unimaginable.

Su Ming held up his cell phone and broadcast the whole situation live.

Tens of millions of fans gathered in an instant.

Seeing such a tragic situation, everyone cursed, and they almost rushed over to fight them.

"Ding bei bei bei..."

At this moment, a Lexus off-road car behind was driving rapidly in the snow at a speed of 60 miles.

Even if I saw the injured person, I had no intention of slowing down and pressed me directly over.

It was their survival instinct, which quickly avoided oppression.

"What are you doing? Haven't cleared a way out yet. Do you want to make a living? Hurry up, we're going to have a meal!"

Seeing that there were still a lot of people in front of him, Ling Zhi lowered the car window and the people inside shouted.

The speed has decreased, but the momentum has become more fierce.

There was a Cadillac, a big Jeep, and a Porsche behind it, and it was indeed an off-road vehicle series, rumbling.

It seems that the whole family should be going out for dinner and yelling at the security guard.

"Master Liao, clean it up right away! Immediately! You haven't eaten, beat me, beat me hard!"

The security leader bowed his head and then his face was full of angry red, and he exhaled and shouted loudly.

The whole crowd was so scared that it retreated three meters backwards and could no longer get close.

Clear out a road and come out.

"Go away quickly!"

Ling Zhi, who was leading the way, saw that there were still a few people left in the crowd, had already started and rushed over quickly.

Watching the migrant worker
Chapter completed!