He Xiuwen's warning gaze swept over Zhao Cheng.

Such a look actually made Zhao Cheng stop suddenly!

Never seen such a gaze make people feel cold all over the body, and it seems that blood can stop. It seems that as long as he takes a step forward in the next moment, this person will kill him.

He really stood there, his mouth opened and closed, and finally said, "Leader... Leader, this is my wife. She is confused when fighting with my mother. I have to take her home and take a look. There is still injuries on her face, so I have to give her some medicine..."

He Xiuwen's sharp eyes swept at Zhao Cheng again, but he ignored him.

He took out a photo from his pocket. It was an old photo, black and white. It was a girl with two braids, wearing round-neck clothes, holding a book in her hand, and smiling brightly.

He showed this photo to Liang Xiaocui.

Liang Xiaocui only took a look and her heart started beating wildly.

Tears burst into my eyes instantly.

This is her photo, this is her photo!

It is a photo of her when she was young, a photo of her fifteen years ago.

"Is this you?"

“…Yes, it’s me.”

He Xiuwen was about to say something, but a commotion came from the crowd. It was Zhao Cheng who wanted to move forward but was pulled by two men around him who were older than him. He glanced at him and his eyes suddenly stopped.

Minister Xu always carried weapons in his hand, and was empty beside him, and no one dared to stand in front of him. He followed He Xiuwen's gaze and frowned.

The next moment, He Xiuwen walked over a few steps, and Minister Xu's face changed drastically. He took the gun in his hand and shouted loudly, "Let's go back, all go back."

Those people showed fear on their faces, and they really got behind. He Xiuwen squatted down, brushed away the loess on it, and crushed a piece of stain, which was blood.

And it is fresh and has not yet completely condensed.

He Xiuwen stood up, looked at the two colleagues standing beside him, pointed at Zhao Cheng and said sternly, "Catch him up."

When the two men heard He Xiuwen's order, they were as silence as smoke. In the blink of an eye, the person next to them took out handcuffs to prepare Zhao Cheng to coax him.

Zhao Cheng fought desperately, and he was very strong and seemed to have some skills, but his three-legged cat skills were really not enough for two special reserve players who had been through the battlefield.

The people next to him were frightened, and Minister Xu was carrying weapons, and the most terrifying thing seemed to be He Xiuwen, the last man who came.

While fighting with the special reserve team, Zhao Cheng shouted loudly, "What are you all foolishly watching? I tell you, if I really catch it, no one of you will run away."

Zhao Cheng's words were actually to make the people in the village share the same hatred with him, to be as united as before, and to be as united as before.

But I didn't expect that not all of these more than a hundred people thought so. If he didn't say that, perhaps out of fear of him and being involved, he did not dare to say anything.

But after he said this, the boy who was beaten by him was the first to shout hoarsely, "It's all you. If you didn't let everyone hide people, how could they come to arrest us?"

After saying this, the chaotic yard suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Cheng looked at the boy fiercely, hating that his hands were too soft, and he should have beaten this wolf cub just now and could not speak.

At this moment, the cave behind the village.

Sun Xiyuan was tied with a rope, her mouth was stuffed with a rag that made her feel sick but couldn't spit out. Her tears seemed to have dried up, her eyes were hurting very much, and her whole body was still trembling.

She was locked up with Lin Feng, who was lying motionless on the ground.

She was tied to a wooden pillar in the room.

Such a scene should only appear in a movie, not in reality. Everything in front of her is a dream. Is she watching a movie in a cinema?

Sun Xiyuan cried in her mouth, trying hard to make a sound and wanted to call Lin Feng, but this dark place was like a cave. She only knew that Lin Feng was lying underground, she only knew that he was motionless and could not see anything else.

The desperate Sun Xiyuan really regretted it. She was determined to do whatever she wanted. If she listened to Lin Feng, or even if she could listen to Qiao Qingyu, she would not have fallen to this point today.

In the village, Zhao Cheng was pressed to the ground by two team members, his knees pressed against his waist, and asked him to hold him back.

After Zhao Cheng was arrested, the villagers of Shuiwa Village finally panicked, but they also became honest.

At this time, Liang Xiaocui held her hands tightly and staggered to Zhao Cheng who was arrested and stood there.

Zhao Cheng also looked at him fiercely.

At this moment, two children cried and yelled and squeezed into the crowd. One hugged Zhao Cheng and the other hugged Liang Xiaocui. These were the two boys who were twelve or thirteen years old and seven or eight years old.

This is the child of Zhao Cheng and Liang Xiaocui. The eldest one stopped going to school after graduating from elementary school, and the younger one had not yet gone to school.

It is really difficult to go to school here. I have to cross mountains and rivers because there is no school in the village, so I can only go to the village to study. It takes three hours to go back and forth from their village to the village.

Therefore, few children in the village can read, but in the past few years, there was a policy that they wanted to immigrate, and the villagers in these remote mountain villages should be brought together to become a new village and town, which can be equipped with school health center shops.

But it was obviously such a good policy, but these people never left, especially some elderly people, who even joined forces to go to the gate of the commune at that time to sit in a meditation.

The hometown is hard to leave. They think that it is their root and the root of the younger generation. No one can walk, and then the matter is left alone.

So there are really few people with high cultural level in the village.

But Zhao Cheng's eldest son has long been sensible. He cried, "Dad, mom, where are you going? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Liang Xiaocui looked down at her little son who was crying. Her scarlet eyes were a little soft, but then she was replaced by a harsh harsh force. She used all her strength to push away the little son who was hugging her.

The child was not prepared for a moment and was pushed to the ground. The brother quickly helped his younger brother up and looked at their mother in disbelief.

Zhao Cheng also looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

Liang Xiaocui breathed hard and clenched her hands tightly. She looked around. Although this place was just a small mountain village, it was a hell. She had lived in this hell like a ghost for fifteen years.
Chapter completed!