Back to 80, start from gold digging

At the time of the incident, Zhao Mingyu was leading people to watch the scene.The location of the wasteland is relatively remote, still some distance from the town, and it takes more than an hour to go back and forth.There are many customers coming for consultation. If everyone takes a trip with them, then there will be nothing to do during the day, just being on the road.

It was really not possible to run away like this, so Zhao Mingyu found a way to save time and effort while being effective at the same time. He gathered several groups of people together and walked once in the morning and afternoon for a group visit and collective explanation.It can be lively when there are many people, and it can also create a competitive atmosphere and secretly compete, which is conducive to the sale of land.

At first it was just to save effort, but over time I discovered the benefits of doing this and decided to do it.There are two fixed trips every day, and we won’t go there more than once.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, unless there are special circumstances, we are usually in the wasteland, and there is no one at the investment spots in the town.This has also formed a routine, as everyone familiar with this place knows.

The three groups of people we received this time were all customers from Linxian County. Because they came from the same place, they all had a good relationship with each other. When they arrived at the place, they walked around pointing and exchanging opinions.

Zhao Mingyu was the one who led the way. When he got to the place, he roughly explained the situation and then let them discuss it themselves.This is the land. It doesn't look much different on the surface, but what's inside is the highlight.

One party watched the ground and the other accompanied her, and both parties went very well.

It was at this moment that a group of people suddenly came and started shouting when they got close.

"Let's go, let's go quickly, we've reserved this land, don't stay here for the rest of us."

People No. [-] and [-] were all young people. The leader had his head permed and squinted his eyes.

The three groups of customers from other counties who were looking at the land were shouted at inexplicably. They all looked at Zhao Mingyu, and the meaning of the inquiry was very obvious: Doesn't this land belong to you? Why do these people say that it is owned by them?

Zhao Mingyu was also confused. Seeing that several people did not look like good friends, but as a landlord, he could not back down at this time. He really stepped forward and said: "Brothers, is there some misunderstanding? This area The wasteland was bought by us early in the morning, and it has been registered in the town. If you want to find out, you will know."

"We don't know why it's registered or not." The permed man rolled his eyes, frowned and said impatiently: "My brother said that this land belongs to us, and I came here specifically to draw the boundary line. Yes, if you are aware of the image, leave quickly."

"No, you said this land belongs to you?" Zhao Mingyu laughed and said, "How come I didn't know this?" This land was owned by him. So far, he has only left two pieces, and the Xue family and Fu Xiaozi each have their own. one.

The permed man raised his chin: "Who do you think you are, do I need to let you know? Take them out of here quickly, stop talking nonsense, I'll take advantage of you if you make me anxious."

Zhao Mingyu finally understood that this guy and his people wanted to occupy the land by force.

"It's hard to tell who owns this land. You have to see written proof. Otherwise, you can go back with me and look through the documents to see who is the landlord."

"Oh, you're quite stubborn. It's easy to negotiate, isn't it? Then I'll teach you a lesson and be honest." The man with the perm waved his hand behind him, and two young men immediately came up.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Mingyu stepped back in fear. How come he was about to be beaten after just two words? Who are these people?

"What are you doing? You'll know soon." The man with the perm finished his words and walked out of the encirclement. The two young men didn't say a word and just made a move.

"Ah -" Zhao Mingyu screamed in surprise, dodging left and right, but his skills were average and he couldn't withstand the two people's attacks from the front and back. In a short time, he received several blows on his body.The three groups of people looking at the ground were at a loss when they saw this scene, but they also tried to persuade them: "Stop fighting, stop fighting. If you have anything to say, please say it. Don't do anything."

"Get out of the way. It has nothing to do with you. I'm only targeting him." The perm-headed man scolded him. The task he received was to come and occupy the land. If the other party agreed, that would be the best. If he didn't agree, then Just beat someone up, that would be honest.

According to their previous experience, this kind of thing must be robbed openly, and it is their own.These landowners were the most cowardly, and it didn't take more than a few fists to make them kneel down and beg for mercy, and obediently gave them their hands.

Zhao Mingyu received a few punches and began to resist instinctively, but he couldn't compete with the opponent's professional fighter. He could only resist for a while and get beaten.

He was beaten on his body but his mouth was not idle. He shouted: "You are beating people for no reason. I am going to call the police -"

"You still call the police, I'm tired of living. I ask you to call the police again -" A burst of fists fell.

The permed man saw that the fire was almost done, so he asked: "What should I say this time? Whose land is this?"

Zhao Mingyu was beaten with wounds all over his body, and the corners of his mouth were cut and bleeding. The bursts of pain on his body aroused his rebellious temperament. He smiled and said: "This land is ours. We spent 26 to buy it. We want it in vain." I give it to you, go ahead and dream.”

"Hey, the bones are still quite hard." The man with the perm tilted his head and spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth, and called two more people over, "You guys do it together, teach him a long lesson, and beat him until he relents."

"You guys are so shameless. How could so many people hit one person?" Three groups of customers were standing nearby. There was always someone who couldn't bear to complain. A middle-aged man named Sun spoke up.

As soon as he made a sound, his companion who came with him tugged on his clothes and told him to mind his own business. They were not familiar with each other and could do their best not to cause trouble.

This man was also soft-hearted and said later: "If we don't stop him, he will be beaten to death." He was naturally referring to Zhao Mingyu.

Zhao Mingyu was indeed a little miserable right now. His face was blue and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. His whole body was stained with dirt. His clothes were torn in several places. His body that was barely standing up was swaying and could fall down at any time.

"There's another nosy guy here -" the perm-headed man looked at the person who made the noise, and said in a low and hoarse voice with a bit of cruelty: "Then beat them together." After that, Six or seven people all gathered around.

The man next to him kept complaining and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, don't do it. It's none of our business. If you want to fight, just hit him."

"Hey, brother, you -" the middle-aged man surnamed Sun was speechless. This was really like 'birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes'. I pushed him out like this. Isn't it too impersonal? Son.

Brother, don't blame me, I had no choice but to do it.The friend next to him bowed his hand apologetically, sacrificing you to save some of us, this is the only way.

He had a pretty good idea here. He felt that if he drew a clear line, he would not be involved. Little did he know that the man with the perm was deliberately looking for trouble. Not only Zhao Mingyu, the landowner, wanted to fight, but also the people who came to look at the land. The beating was just for the sake of "killing the chicken and respecting the monkey", which immediately shocked those who were interested and stopped coming here.