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Chapter 807: I am here today, they will definitely suffer retribution

Chapter 807: I am here today, they will definitely suffer retribution

When Ye Changqing heard Ma Weiren say this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

I felt a little more admiration for Ma Weiren.

Be patient when you need to be patient. Although you may be too patient sometimes, you still have blood in your veins.

He stepped forward and pulled Ma Weiren up: "It's not as pessimistic as you think. I'm here and I will help you with everything.

You just watch and don’t have to do anything.”

Beside him, Jin Laba shook his head slightly, thinking to himself, "What a young man! He actually stands up for others.

I was too impulsive. I will definitely regret it later!"

Ma Weiren stood up and said with some concern: "In the previous incident, you caught them with their tricks, corruption, bribery, and that video.

It’s different now, you don’t have any leverage over Zhang Chuanlu.

If you act rashly, it will reflect badly on you and may even cause you to lose your job.

I can’t be too selfish, so I’ll do it myself.”

Ye Changqing patted Ma Weiren's shoulder and said, "Don't worry about me. Don't worry, it will definitely not affect my work."

In fact, the identity of the traitor was just a certificate given to him by Marshal Ma.

He didn't even know the content of his job, and had never gone to the relevant department to clock in, so it couldn't be considered a job at all.

But there was no way to explain this to Ma Weiren.

Ma Weiren shook his head: "Don't lie to me, I'm not stupid, my mind is as clear as a mirror, it will definitely affect your work.

You've helped me enough.

I can't trouble you anymore.

You don’t have to do anything today, just stand aside and watch. If I get beaten to death, help me collect my body.

If I killed them.

I may end up in jail or be shot, but please collect my body."

There was a fierce look on his face and in his eyes, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

With the determination to die, he spoke to Ye Changqing as he walked.

Next to him, Jin Laba tried to persuade him several times, but finally remembered the scene when he left Ma Weiren's house and the excavator's big shovel collapsed the kitchen.

The pots and pans, rice bowls, dishes, chopsticks, etc. were probably smashed. Zhang Chuanlu even smashed the utensils that Ma Weiren used to eat.

This is a dead end.

It was right for Ma Weiren to fight for his life, so he resisted the urge to persuade him.

Ye Changqing was about to speak when Ma Weiren spoke again: "Brother, there are 3,000 kilograms of wheat in my family's granary.

They are all Fumai, which can be sown directly as seeds in October. They are all for you.

I have only one condition: it must be passed down and not become extinct!"

Ye Changqing shook his head: "There's no way I'm going to take your seeds."

Ma Weiren explained: "Brother, don't you understand? I don't want your money.

No matter how much Fumai is worth, I won’t take a penny.”

Ye Changqing was moved after hearing this. He initially discussed with Ma Xiangfu about buying wheat seeds, and the price was 100,000 yuan.

Later, Ma Weimin came back and asked for one million.

Ma Weijia came back and asked for 10 million.

Ma Weiguo asked for a huge price of 100 million yuan.

Each one is greedier than the other, but none of them cares about the life or death of their father Ma Xiangfu.

But this man who was willing to risk his life for his father didn't ask for money and gave him the seeds.

This extreme contrast.

I can't believe they were born from the same mother.

Seeing Ye Changqing staring at him in a daze, as if he didn't believe him, Ma Weiren said anxiously, "You have to believe me, I really don't want any money.

If you're concerned, I can write a free contract.

Or find a piece of paper, I'll sign it, and you can write whatever you want."

Ye Changqing shook his head: "It's not that I don't believe it, I just feel a little emotional.

I believe you.

But you really don’t have to give me the Fumai, you can keep it for planting in the fall.”

Ma Weiren said anxiously, "I want to seek revenge, but I might not have enough time. Do you want to wipe out the Fumai family?"

Ye Changqing looked into Ma Weiren's eyes and said, "Listen carefully, you don't have to seek revenge. I will avenge you."

Ma Weiren shook his head: "I can't let you get involved anymore!"

When Ye Changqing heard Ma Weiren was about to say this again, he interrupted him hurriedly: "Don't talk, listen to me, I won't do anything either, and you will definitely not implicate me.

But I promise that they will all get their comeuppance!" Ma Weiren frowned and said, "If you don't take action, how can you make them get their comeuppance?

Should I call the police?

Without evidence of Zhang Chuanlu's crime, calling the police is pointless!"

Ye Changqing glanced at Jin Laba and the others beside him, knowing that there were some things he couldn't say, so he could only say vaguely: "You have to believe me, he will definitely get his comeuppance!

One hundred percent retribution!

I promise you that! "

Seeing Ye Changqing's serious expression, Ma Weiren felt a little hesitant: "I hope so!"

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards home.

Ye Changqing and Ma Weiren walked side by side.

Jin Laba and the others followed closely behind. After entering the village, they deliberately slowed down their pace to keep some distance from Ma Weiren.

Ye Changqing looked back and understood that these people were afraid of Zhang Chuanlu and didn't want Zhang Chuanlu to see them.

The two men walked to the door of Ma Weiren's house, and the onlookers made way for them.

I saw that the kitchen in the yard had collapsed, and the four rooms in the main hall had also collapsed, with broken bricks and tiles scattered all over the ground.

When I left, it was a warm little home, but now it has become a ruin.

Ma Weiren's face was so red with veins that he thought that the problem would be solved by demolishing the kitchen.

Even the main hall was demolished.

Three thousand kilograms of wheat were all buried in the soil.

Zhang Chuanlu looked at Ma Weiren angrily and said coldly: "Ma Weiren, I will demolish your house for free.

Are you satisfied? "Fuck your mother!

Ma Weiren cursed angrily and rushed towards Zhang Chuanlu like a madman.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing grabbed him and said, "Come back!"

Ma Weiren roared angrily: "Don't pull me, my father has been buried, I am not afraid of anything now."

Ye Changqing frowned. They had agreed at the grave that he would not attack in a friendly manner, but now he had forgotten in his anger. He reminded him coldly, "Have you forgotten what you promised me at your father's grave?"

Ma Weiren's clenched teeth slowly loosened, and the angry expression on his face slowly eased: "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

Zhang Chuanlu saw this scene and sneered: "Ma Weiren, you are too impulsive.

Remember, when you meet someone you can't afford to offend, you have to bow your head.

Otherwise, I will not only demolish your house today.

I'll tear you apart too!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Weiren gritted his teeth again, his eyes showing a look of ferocity and madness, like a wild beast encountering its natural enemy. He stared at Zhang Chuanlu for a long time, and finally turned to look away.

Zhang Chuanlu snorted coldly and said to Ye Changqing, "Young man, stay away from Ma Weiren.

Otherwise he will be in trouble.

It will also implicate you!"

Ye Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Zhang Chuanlu was stunned for a moment. He had said this when he first met Ye Changqing, and he said it again this time.

He turned to the excavator driver next to him and asked, "Do you believe in karma?"

The driver took a puff of his cigarette and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Ye Changqing: "Bah, who still believes in retribution these days?

I only believe in money, and money means everything!"

Zhang Chuanlu laughed heartily and asked the excavator driver named Binglang, "Do you believe in karma?"

The excavator driver chewed betel nut non-stop and mumbled, "I only trust you, boss.

You pay me a salary.

Follow you and you will make money!"

Zhang Chuanlu looked at the others and asked, "Do you believe in retribution?"

Several people said at once: "Believe it!"

"Do not believe!"

"I trust you, boss!"

"What era is this? You still believe in this stuff."

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Zhang Chuanlu waited for them to finish speaking, then turned to Ye Changqing and said, "See? Don't say I don't believe it. Even my men don't believe it. Do you believe it?"

Ye Changqing said word by word: "I believe it!" Zhang Chuanlu said disdainfully: "Only the weak believe it!

You are such an incompetent person!

I can only comfort myself with superstition!"

After saying that, he glanced at Ye Changqing with disdain and waved at everyone: "Let's go!"

The two drivers walked towards the excavator, and several strong men walked towards the car.

Zhang Chuanlu walked towards the black Mercedes-Benz.

Seeing that everyone had left and Ye Changqing hadn't made a move yet, Ma Weiren became anxious: "You won't let me do it... do it now... If you don't do it now, they'll leave!"

Ye Changqing said calmly: "They will be punished!"

retribution?

Ma Weiren looked incredulous: "Brother, stop joking, if you don't do something, they will leave!

You don't really believe that God will punish them, do you? "Ye Changqing nodded seriously: "I believe it!"

you!

Ma Weiren was immediately furious: "Brother... are you kidding me? If God punishes them.

They died a long time ago!

I wouldn’t be alive today!”

Ye Changqing said expressionlessly: "But today is different. Today I am here, and they will definitely get their comeuppance!"

Ma Weiren glanced at Zhang Chuanlu and saw that Zhang Chuanlu was about to walk to the Mercedes-Benz. He stamped his feet anxiously and said, "Stop joking, okay?

Is it possible that God has opened his eyes now that you are here?"

He just finished speaking.

Click~

The bulldozer's large shovel fell.

The shovel landed squarely on the head of the excavator driver, who was smoking a cigarette. It knocked him to the ground, the shovel covering him, leaving only his arms and feet exposed. Blood flowed from his body, quickly forming a pool.

The red blood sparkled with a gorgeous red light in the sunlight.

Next to it, a smoking cigarette fell on a big hand, burning the skin so much that it twitched.

But the hand did not move.