When the two men saw the black group of people wearing police uniforms, they immediately realized that they had been fooled. A man turned around and wanted to run. Before he could run a few steps, he was kicked to the ground by Fan Jinqiang who was running in the front.

Another man who was bleeding from his head was also subdued by other police officers, and the defense line of the post was completely destroyed.

The two men were handcuffed and temporarily detained in their place. Fan Jinqiang smiled at Wang Baoyu in admiration and said, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be a drunkard and still look like you!"

"Damn it, I got punched several more times. After I got back, I was considered an injury!" Wang Baoyu nagged in dissatisfaction.

"Hehe! No problem." Fan Jinqiang agreed, waved his hand, and took the police officers to lower their voices as much as possible and headed towards the light.

Wang Baoyu knew that the final battle had begun. If Wuxiang was caught, I would definitely slap him hard and beat him to death, which would be considered as avenging Wu Liwan.

The bright lights are the village committee compound. I learned in advance that the branch secretary of Pudi Village is Qin Yangguang and the village chief is Han Qingliang. Because I was afraid that the wind would leak, I did not contact them in advance.

It seems that doing this is completely correct. From the bursts of crying and laughter, it can be judged that the so-called gathering of the Foreshadowing Cult is being held here. Since it can be held in the village branch, it means that Qin Yangguang and Han Qingliang have given up the cadre principle and become cultists.

No wonder Wu Liwan said that this is a country of Wuxiang. With the protection of the village party secretary and the deception of Wuxiang, the whole village was brainwashed, and it turned out to be a small kingdom of Wuxiang.

Wang Baoyu followed Fan Jinqiang over. The scene in front of him was shocked. He saw a few large light bulbs on the open space in the village branch compound. The people of the village stood there in an orderly manner, reaching out to the sky with their hands, muttering words in their mouths while making cathartic cry or laughter.

This is winter, and the people can hold cult ceremonies here without fear of the cold. It can be seen how much cults bewitch people's hearts. On a platform in front of the village committee, four women in yellow clothes were making all kinds of strange gestures. Whoever they faced their palms would kneel down to the ground with gratitude and crying excitedly.

I had heard of the four major altar masters from Ma Fengkai's wife Qiu Yan, and it seemed that they were the four of them. Because Qiu Yan was arrested, one altar master was missing, but Wuxiang quickly trained another one, with strict organization and clear division of labor, which is another major feature of the cult.

Fan Jinqiang, who has experienced many big scenes, couldn't help but take a breath. How should so many people be caught? Moreover, if you are not careful, it will turn into a vicious incident.

"Brother Fan, why are you still standing there? Go in and catch someone!" Wang Baoyu was anxious.

"They have a large number of people. If they are motivated and riots, the scene will be difficult to control at that time." Fan Jinqiang said with concern.

"If they can fool you, you can't talk about the great principles of your police? In fact, most of the people who stay in the countryside are the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled, most of them have no ability to distinguish, most of them are empty and lonely. With the formless coercion and temptation, others will follow their hearts. In fact, not many people have firm beliefs in it." Wang Baoyu analyzed.

"It makes sense, and we are also quite large. As long as there are no major conflicts, there should be no problem in confronting you." Fan Jinqiang nodded in agreement.

"Our target is those leaders." Wang Baoyu wanted to catch Wuxiang immediately.

Since the mobilization of troops has come, we cannot let these cult leaders run away. Fan Jinqiang whispered to a person in charge of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Now it seems that the city's armed police force must be used.

The person in charge immediately found a place to contact the armed police force. Fan Jinqiang hesitated for a moment, but still pushed open the door and walked in with great strides.

The police arrived, and the crowd was in an uproar, but there was no order. Everyone stood there and looked unmoved. The four masters of the altar showed their intention to run away, but they still saw the many policemen outside. They knew they could not run away, so they could only stay stunned on the spot.

"No one is allowed to move!" Fan Jin shouted powerfully, waved behind him, and seven or eight policemen immediately rushed to the high platform and firmly controlled the four major altar masters.

"What do you want to do? Who gives you the right?" One of the altar masters asked, but letting her scream, the police behind her had a blue face and didn't say anything at all.

"Damn it, what's going on?" A man wearing a big cotton jacket and holding a roast chicken leg in his hand, walked out of the village committee. It was the village party secretary Qin Yangguang. Behind him, a thin man was the village chief Han Qingliang, and several men and women also walked out together. It was obvious that they were other village cadres.

Wuxiang advocates vegetarianism. Judging from the current situation, Qin Yangguang, who holds chicken legs, obviously did not believe in the Wuxiang cult. When he saw Fan Jinqiang with a sharp look, he suddenly felt panic. When his body stagnated, the chicken legs fell on his feet.

"I don't know what business to do when this police officer comes in the middle of the night?" Han Qingliang was smart and nodded and asked.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. We have received a report that a cult event is being held here. How do you become your village party secretary and village chief?" Fan Jinqiang asked bluntly.

Qin Yangguang came back to his senses and explained with a smile: "Police Officer, you misunderstood. The country says freedom of belief. We are holding religious activities."

"Oh, what religion? Buddhism, Taoism or Islam?" Fan Jinqiang asked coldly.

"Hehe, no matter what kind of teachings, I pray for the people and the country." Qin Yangguang said with a smile.

"Stop giving your mother a stinky fart, tell me, where is that damn Wuxiang?" Wang Baoyu was beaten just now, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.

"How dare he call his master's name?" An old lady in the crowd asked dissatisfiedly.

"The monster must be a monster!" said another.

"Hmph, it seems that I didn't pray for me. Tell me quickly, where did Wuxiang go?" Wang Baoyu and a group of police officers with guns came, so they were not afraid of these people turning against the sky.

"He left just now!" Qin Yangguang said.

"What, Wuxiang ran away? Where did you go?" Wang Baoyu asked in annoyed, wishing he could step forward and slap Qin Yangguang twice.

"Search me into the house!" Fan Jinqiang issued an order, and the police officers behind him rushed into the house immediately. At this moment, a master of the altar shouted: "Everyone, protect the Dharma together and protect the future Buddhist sons. If the Buddhist sons are there, we can be liberated."

With this shout, the crowd began to stir up. Dozens of fearless women rushed over to block the police's way, blocked the door of the house, and shouted nonsense like not to disturb Buddhist children.
Chapter completed!