The few brats in front of me are just alley gangsters who bully the weak and fear the strong. They are not even gangsters.
When Du Weiguo said he would shoot, he would shoot without hesitation or blinking. How had they ever seen such a formation before?
They are nothing more than children who have dropped out of school or graduated and have no classes, so they have nothing to do and do nothing all day long.
Wandering here and there, walking in the streets and alleys, doing bad things like sneaking around and getting into fights.
But you must not think that they are just scabies and ringworm and are innocuous. These bad guys are just doing small things without causing big problems.
Moreover, most of their parents are busy working and supporting their families all day long, and have no time for education and guidance.
Even if you commit some crimes and someone comes to your door, the most you can get is a punch or a kick, which means nothing at all.
The scale of mistakes made by street guys like them will escalate again and again until haha~, and this is not the most terrifying thing.
The most terrifying thing is that once the number of these bad embryos exceeds a threshold, they will change quantitatively and lead to qualitative changes!
This is not old dog nonsense, this is an objective fact that has existed countless times, but there is really no way to go on, everyone can only understand it by themselves.
No matter what era, once a gunshot is fired, it is a serious crime. It is no joke that the gun case will be solved.
So soon, Wang Yang and Da Guang from the Security Section 3 of the steel rolling mill, as well as comrades from the police station, arrived one after another!
All the nearby neighbors, including those at home, came out to watch the fun. The scene was so crowded that it was extremely lively.
Needless to say, Wang Yang and the others were all loyal subordinates of Du Weiguo. Even the comrades at the police station, everyone must know Du Weiguo and originally wanted to come over and say hello.
But Du Weiguo's face was livid at this time, with a fierce look on his face, and his cold, knife-like eyes flashed across the faces of Wang Yang and the deputy director of the police station.
Whenever he is targeted, everyone, even Wang Yang, will feel chills running down their spines. You must know that the name of King Du Yan is not just blown, but built with human lives.
Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes, pointed his finger and squatted at the foot of the wall, lining up in a row, the six and a half young men were full of arrogance, and his tone was as cold as frost:
"Wang Yang, Director Chu, this is your joint office. In broad daylight, some people dare to beat up fighting heroes in the street!
How do you usually do things? Are you blind? Do you just sit in the office every day, drink tea, smoke and read newspapers?"
When Wang Yang heard this, his face turned as red as Guan Gong, and he lowered his head in shame, not even daring to say a word.
Deputy Director Chu was also blushing with shame. He glanced at Wang Yang, who was almost crying, and said bravely:
"Du Chu, please inform us of the specific incident, and we will deal with it immediately!"
Du Weiguo snorted coldly:
"Hmph, Wang Yang, go and call the director of the sub-district office for me now. I really want to ask how their sub-district handles fighting~~"
"No, no, no! Director Du, this matter has nothing to do with the street. They definitely didn't treat me harshly. It's all my own business."
Fang Dinghai, who had been scratching his head anxiously, jumped out and grabbed Du Weiguo's arm, and spoke anxiously to dissuade him.
Fang Dinghai was really anxious. He never expected that Du Weiguo would have such a violent temper that he would cause such a big mess.
Without saying a word, he just took out his gun and started shooting. This is how Du Yanwang behaves after returning from Hong Kong Island. He is domineering, tough, violent and decisive!
"Director Du, there's no need to look for it, I'm already here!"
A steady voice sounded, and Du Weiguo turned his head and glanced. It was Director Zou from the subdistrict office, followed closely by his old friend Xiang Beifang.
This Director Zou is the former Section Chief Zou of the sub-district office. He and Du Weiguo had a relationship. Du Weiguo even gave him two peonies in order to repair his house.
After the New Year, the old director of the street was promoted to the district agency, and Section Chief Zou was also promoted to the top of the street!
When Du Weiguo saw him, he just frowned slightly. His face was still gloomy and he didn't speak. He was waiting for Director Zou's explanation.
If there is no reasonable explanation for this matter today, Du Weiguo will definitely not be kind. He is not afraid of being bitten by lice. Anyway, he has offended many people.
Section Chief Zou glanced at him, without showing any displeasure, and his tone was very calm:
"Director Du, Comrade Fang Dinghai, our street will pay him subsidies on time every month, and we know that he is a fighting hero.
Comrade Lao Fang's legs and feet are inconvenient, so our street specially allows him and his wife to make cardboard boxes at home to supplement their family income. Please rest assured that we are definitely not treating him harshly."
"Yes, yes! Director Du, Director Zou, they have always been very good to me and have always taken good care of me!"
Fang Dinghai was almost crying at this time, and Du Weiguo couldn't help but frowned. It seemed that there was indeed something hidden behind the matter!
How reckless! He bowed to Director Zou, stretched out his hand to shake it, and said in a very sincere tone:
"Director Zou, I'm sorry. I just saw the old squad leader being beaten. I lost my mind and spoke without thinking!"
Director Zou also smiled, patted Du Weiguo's arm affectionately, and said in a sincere tone:
"Director Du, what you say is a big deal! I, Old Zou, was also a soldier back then. Not to mention you, King Du Yan, the same thing would happen to me.
If you see your old squad leader being humiliated like this, and if you can still hold back your anger, then you are no longer a passionate man who has served in the military!"
This was said politely and respectfully. Du Weiguo nodded gently, and his impression of Director Zou instantly changed a lot. This old Zou is very capable!
At this time, he looked back at Wang Yang, who was still bowing his head and blushing, and Director Chu, who was at a loss. He felt a little embarrassed.
At this time, Lao Lei, who was the most sensible and discerning, took the initiative to step forward and rescue Du Weiguo. He gently pulled Director Chu and whispered:
"Chu Suo, today's matter is like this, Du Chu and I have a rest~~"
Today's incident is actually not complicated at all. Although Du Weiguo's shooting was a bit exaggerated, he did not injure anyone, but served as a warning!
So naturally no one would ask for trouble and confront him.
Soon, Deputy Director Chu left with these gangsters with a livid face. Section Chief Zou also made an appointment to have dinner together another day, and then left with Xiang Beifang.
The street director is a person with sharp ears and eyes. It can be seen from the timely appearance of him and Xiang Beifang. He must have received the news in advance!
Du Weiguo owed a favor today, but it was not a bad thing. He could take the opportunity to build a good relationship with Director Zou.
The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. Lao Zou is the head of the street office. He and Du Weiguo are both working in the same circle. Many friends mean many paths!
In the end, Du Weiguo and even the sullen Wang Yang were driven away by him. He was Du Weiguo's leader and confidant, so there was no need to be too polite.
After the song ended and everyone dispersed, the excitement was over. Du Weiguo, Fang Dinghai, and Lao Lei were sitting casually on a step in the corner of the yard, smoking and chatting.
Fang Dinghai gently rubbed the cigarette rod, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and said in a somewhat sad tone:
"I haven't smoked for a long time, that's great!"
Du Weiguo glanced at him:
"Old squad leader, there is no one else here at this moment. Please tell me what happened today? How dare these little ruffians insult you like this.
With subsidies from the street and an income from paper boxes, you won’t be reduced to this!”
Fang Dinghai took a long breath of smoke, as if he wanted to spit out all the turbid air in his heart, and his voice was extremely hoarse:
"When I came back from the north, I was already disabled. Later, the street cadre introduced me to a daughter-in-law~~"
This is a slightly sad story. Fang Dinghai is from Xuzhou. After he was injured, he returned to Sijiu City with the wounded.
Later, his company commander delayed the relationship, and he stayed in Sijiu City from then on. Anyway, there were no people in his hometown for a long time.
Because he is a disabled person, the yellow flower girl from a good family must not think about it.
Through an introduction from the street, he later married a woman who had fallen into prostitution in Green House and started a family.
This woman was originally a girl from a poor family and was sold to that place by her family.
The woman's nature is not bad, and she does not dislike the old man. They are both hard-working people, and the couple lives a harmonious life, treating each other as guests.
Lao Fang has a disability allowance of 16.5 yuan per month. To be honest, it is not too low. Moreover, since the street takes care of him, he and his wife glue cardboard boxes every month for urgent use.
The labor cost for pasting paper boxes is very low, only 1 cent for 50 paper boxes. The two of them can paste about 200 boxes in one day, which also saves on the cost of pasting.
However, after all calculations, he could only afford 10.8 yuan a month. His wife was unable to have children due to her previous job, and the couple depended on each other. Although they were poor, they were still enjoying life.
As a couple, they earn nearly 25 yuan a month. In fact, they can live a decent life, and if they budget carefully, they can still make a small profit.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
More than half a year ago, a former sister of his wife suddenly came to his door and stayed at his house for a few days. In order to avoid suspicion, Lao Fang went out to deal with his old comrades for a few days.
That's when the tragedy started. Ever since that damn bitch left, her wife became addicted to D.
Later, that damn vicious bitch ate peanuts because of this incident, so she deserved it.
But Lao Fang's wife's addiction did not disappear. You know, it is simply a fool's dream for normal people to try to quit D addiction through willpower.
Strictly speaking, this thing is a neurological dependence, which is incurable. Moreover, his wife's background was not good, and she was always criticized.
If he went to a rehabilitation center, there would be no way to survive, so Lao Fang, who loved his wife, could only secretly help her buy some kind of alternative medicine on the black market.
This is such a bottomless pit! So the little savings he had at home were quickly spent, and he also borrowed money from his comrades, relatives, friends, and neighbors.
Lao Fang went out to buy medicine today, but for some reason he was targeted by these gangsters walking around the streets.
Lao Fang has something in his heart and has no face to resist. To be honest, he doesn’t want to resist either. He would be worse off than dead in a life like this!
It would be better to be beaten to death and be settled from now on. After hearing this story, both Du Weiguo and Lao Fang fell silent!
Hell is really empty and evil spirits are in the world!
Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt, and just when he was about to open his mouth to speak, a neighbor from Fang Dinghai hurried over and said in a hurry:
"Old Fang, go home and have a look! Your wife has hanged herself!"
As soon as he heard this, Fang Dinghai stood up and almost fell to the ground because he had one leg.
His crutches were thrown away by those little ruffians, so after he stabilized his body, he could only jump home on one leg!
Lao Lei quickly stepped forward to support him, and Du Weiguo followed him with a frown, a haze filling his heart.
Fang Dinghai's home is a cramped and boring shanty house, with a total area of less than 15 square meters. It is very poor, but it is quite clean.
In addition to the bed, table and chairs, the only thing in the house was a dilapidated small coal stove and a broken wardrobe with missing legs.
The walls of the house are already mottled and peeling, the dirt floor and the low roof have sunk so badly that they seem to be no longer 2.3 meters high.
His wife has now been rescued and is lying on the ground leaning against the corner of the bed. There is an obvious blue-purple-red strangulation mark on her neck. She has her eyes closed tightly and her breath is like a gossamer.
Lao Fang excitedly pushed away the neighbors who were crowding at the door to watch the excitement, threw himself on the ground, and hugged his wife tightly, looking so sad that he could hardly help himself.
He didn't cry loudly, or even his eyes were red. He just gently touched his wife's hair and murmured to himself in a low tone:
"Chunlan, if you want to leave, you should tell me so that we can go together and have a companion on the road to hell.
I understand that you no longer want to live, this world is too miserable, but if you leave, how can I live alone?"
Du Weiguo also squeezed in at this time, reached out and picked up Lao Fang, pushed him down on the bed with force, and cursed angrily:
"Old Fang, are you crazy? Do you really want to kill her with your own hands?"
While Du Weiguo was yelling and cursing, he quickly squatted down, put his wife's body flat on the ground, with her back upwards, and then checked the wound very carefully and checked her breathing.
"Fang Dinghai, why don't you get over here quickly, untie your wife's clothes, and give her some relief."
After Du Weiguo finished speaking, he stood up and shouted at the crowd of spectators who crowded in front of his house like canned sardines:
"The injured need fresh air now. Everyone, please step back and make room!"
As he spoke, he strode forward with a frosty face, and the neighbors immediately separated a gap and came out like cutting through waves.
After Du Weiguo went out, he closed the door of Lao Fang's house, handed Lao Lei a cigarette, lit one himself, and took a long breath!
Damn, what a blessing! If Lao Fang and his wife were gone today, he would definitely not be able to survive, so he would have done something bad with good intentions.
Before he was halfway through smoking a cigarette, a woman's heartbreaking cries could be heard in the room behind him. Du Weiguo and Lao Lei looked at each other, and the big stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.