I asked him, "How did they make you look like this?"

"They have lost their minds and there seems to be no other way except to beat people to vent."

Xu Fei smiled bitterly, but from his smile, he had a swollen face, and his smile was even worse than crying. I asked, "What are they going to do if they tie us up here?"

"Either, we should be hostages and negotiate with the above, or kill the chicken to warn the monkey!"

Xu Fei's words made me frightened, but after Xu Fei said this, a stream of blood suddenly burst out from his mouth. I suddenly realized that his throat had been cut off. Just under my nose, I didn't know what it was, and it cut Xu Fei's neck and made the young policeman be killed by the throat in front of his colleagues.

Xu Fei was trembling all over and could not speak, his eyes were quickly congested, and he looked extremely scary. All the young thugs next to him were scared and screamed.

Xu Fei was not dead yet, but was tied up and his whole body was twitching. I called Xu Fei while shouting to the outside: "Come on, help, is there anyone..."

First, the villagers who rushed in were frightened and fell to the ground. When the man rolled and crawled to call others, Xu Fei was already in a state of scattering. The village director directly asked someone to drag Xu Fei's body out to deal with it. Seeing these guys dragging Xu Fei's body away roughly, I cursed, "My God, Grandma", and was beaten up by several people, and my ribs were almost broken.

The blood left by Xu Fei on the ground solidified, the sky gradually became brighter, and the whimpers sounded around him.

I was extremely annoyed and started to curse: "Crying, can I keep quiet for a while? I didn't cry even after my colleague died. Are you crying?"

"If you don't cry anymore, you won't even have the chance to cry after dawn."

A young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old said, and when he heard his voice, I felt pity: "You are so young, you could have studied hard at home, why are you still going to work and suffer?"

"Working can make money, supplement family income, save money to get married..."

The young man sniffed and was extremely frustrated: "Actually, we came to pretend to be a thug. We just took a fancy to the 100-date fee a day given by the real estate boss. Who knew that this would happen? It would be a big trouble for eight lifetimes."

After saying that, the people started to sob again. It turned out that these were just temporary workers brought by the construction party from the labor market. The construction party promised to be 100 people a day. Last night, several people made an appointment to come to the middle of the village for midnight snacks, but were caught by the villagers. The villagers used them to threaten the construction party. If the construction party did not withdraw, they would burn these people to death.

The young man said to me with tears in his eyes: "Brother, we are not the construction party, how could the construction party withdraw for us? We are dead."

"Don't worry, I won't let this happen!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the slap came soon. The eight temporary workers were pulled to the confrontation site by villagers at dawn, poured gasoline on their bodies, and then threatened the construction party to withdraw.

Obviously, such negotiations cannot achieve good results.

Because both parties in the negotiation have red eyes, neither party can compromise easily, which is like entering a dead end.

If you want to get out of this dead end again, you must think of a good way, but what kind of way can resolve this war?

I was also covered with gasoline.

These villagers obviously didn't want to keep me. They wanted me to be the bargaining factor with these thugs.

Because my identity is quite special, when I was taken as a hostage and was taken at the forefront of the conflict.

All aspects were alarmed.

Anyone knows that once something happens to me in the middle of this conflict, it is a big deal.

So when the construction party saw this situation, its previous arrogance had obviously eased. They did not want to make things too big, nor did they want to involve other people.

I slowly closed my eyes as I smelled gasoline.

If the negotiations today cannot be resolved, then I will really be able to turn into a ball of smoke and die like this, I don’t know how to face my former girlfriend.

I also have the biggest regret in my heart, that is, I have not found out the murderer who killed my girlfriend.

When you are unable to control your life and death, you will find how helpless you are at that time.

But there are many things in this world that cannot be repeated. Even if you are really given a chance to do it again, you will never be able to seize them.

The young man next to me asked me tremblingly: "Brother, you are here like us now. Are you scared in your heart?"

It is fake to say that you are not afraid of being afraid, who is not afraid of death?

But I still shook my head. I was not pretending. I just didn't want them to be with me, and a huge sense of fear arose in my heart.

I said to the young man, "You have to believe in our abilities, and we will have a way to save you."

This sounds like a comforting word for others.

But if I really say it, it may be that I am comforting myself. I always believe that my colleagues will come to save me, and that our own strength can pour this fire down.

But a discordant voice came to my mind: "You are unable to protect yourself and you even said you want to save us. Are you kidding us?"

This is obviously another security guard.

The security guard looked sad and trembling all over. Perhaps because of the atrocities of the villagers, the security guard was so scared.

His emotions collapsed a little again.

He didn't believe that it was time for this time, and there would be some miracle that might even close his eyes and see death.

Looking at this discouraged security guard, I was still cheering them up: "If the developer doesn't come to save you, the police will come to save you. You must believe in the power of our police. It is best to stay calm and not to anger these villagers."

After I finished saying this, there was a lot of crying around me.

Although a group of big men crying is very unpleasant, what can I do? If someone puts a knife on your neck and says he will kill you soon, can you face life and death calmly?

But it was counterproductive for them to cry like this, because these villagers were very disgusted with them.

Once their crying angers these villagers, it may lead things in an uncontrollable direction, which is the most troublesome thing.

I quickly kowtowed to these crying people: "Please, are you my uncle, okay? Don't cry, okay?"

"I'm almost dead, can't I let others cry?"

I don't know which security guard said this.

It sounds very aggrieved, but it feels quite helpless. It is at the end of life. Maybe they have no choice but to cry.

Now I just hope to get the sympathy of these villagers and let these villagers let them go.

But the villagers are obviously already jealous. Such pleading like this is a counterproductive move for the villagers.

Sure enough, when the crying sounded, seven or eight villagers dragging steel pipes rushed up and beaten them up.

What is it like to hit a steel pipe on a person? People who have never been beaten may never know.

I watched the young man in front of me, subconsciously reached out to block the steel pipe that was knocked down.

But with a click, the little arm of the hand bent down, and it was obvious that the hand had been interrupted.

The young man screamed and fainted on the spot. Then his broken hand was kicked twice by those people, and he woke up when he fainted.

These villagers are obviously already jealous. They have lost their minds. Once they are disliked, they will take ruthless actions.

After a violent beating, the crying sounds at the scene turned into wails. The security guards covered in gasoline rolled around on the ground one by one, which looked really terrible.

A villager walked up to me, holding a steel pipe in his hand, and pressing the steel pipe against my forehead.

The villager asked me with murderous intent: "You are quite calm. Are you thinking of something in your heart and want to escape from us?"

The steel pipe in his hand was placed on my forehead, and a cold air came in through his forehead.

I could feel that it was a kind of coldness of death. If my answer was not satisfied with this person, he would blow my head on the spot.

Each of these ordinary villagers had red eyes, as if they had been staying up late for a long time.

But I know that this state of rinsing eyes is not simply about staying up late.

If a person loses his mind, his eyes will be congested, which is what the saying goes, kills his eyes red.

This person who holds the steel pipe obviously has a plan to kill people in his heart. If the negotiations break down there, I might be the first person he killed.

I asked him, "Do you have any cigarettes? Can you smoke one?"

"You want to die, your whole body is filled with gasoline, you still want to smoke. I doubt if you have shit in your head?"

The villager who held the steel pipes directly cursed this.

I gritted my teeth and said to him with a smile: "You can tell that you are still worried that the gasoline on our bodies will ignite?"

The villager kicked me in the chest.

He stared at me viciously: "Please don't talk nonsense to me here, it's impossible for me to give you cigarettes."

"Well, I don't want to die either. Take your steel pipe a little bit, because I'm a policeman, and I don't want you to be arrested for assaulting the police in the future."

This is my persuasion to him and whether he is a warning to him.

After hesitating for a while, the villager slowly took off the steel pipe.

The security guards next to them were already supported by those people and knelt down again. It can be seen that these villagers just wanted to come and teach these security guards a lesson.

Don't let these security guards cry here again.

Because they are in a bad mood, these security guards cry here like mourning, which will further affect their mood.

The villager in front of me warned me: "So what if you are a policeman? If the negotiations break down later, no matter what your identity is, it will turn into a wisp of blue smoke."

His eyes looked at me like he was looking at the dead, making me feel a little creepy.

A sneer appeared on my face: "Well, I know it's very difficult for me to go out alive today because everyone in your village hates me very much."

There was a reason they hated me, and I stopped Wang Xiaoguang in the building.

Maybe in the eyes of these villagers, I am just a heinous guy. In other words, I was actually implicated by the security guards next to me.

But the man sneered: "Don't think you have so much energy. In fact, you are not that important. This matter has been planned for a long time..."

"Shut your dog's mouth."
To be continued...