C41 Their Heads Were Hit by a Black Brick

The rain stopped in less than five minutes, and it came and went quickly. This kind of heavy rain was very common on both sides of the Yellow River in August and August. The rain was clear the day after tomorrow, and the sun was still shining brightly on the earth. Everything seemed very refreshing and beautiful.

At this moment, after figuring out the sequence of events, Ning Peng was confident in his heart. He stared at the Wei Family Army, who was in the lead, and reprimanded sternly, "This is the rule of the county government. No one is allowed to violate it. "

Seeing the fierce look of dissatisfaction on the Wei Family Army's face, he smiled again and said, "Brother Wei, you are also a reasonable person. How can you do such a silly thing as beating people up?"

During the chaotic period when they operated the small coal kilns, in order to compete for mining rights, there were often conflicts between the small coal kilns every three to five days.

From this, Ning Peng also followed the practice of the other small coal kilns and established a mining team to suppress violence. They specialized in dealing with those who did not get along with them. They also had conflicts with the third prince, Huang Chengzong, who also opened the small coal kilns in Meng County at that time.

After several life and death battles, finally in Meng County, a place that was unfamiliar with coal, Ning Peng not only gained a firm foothold, but also became a famous coal boss.

Following that, he also encountered a thousand-year opportunity to increase the price of coal. In less than a few years, he earned the first bucket of one million gold in his life and became a very famous coal boss in Da An County.

Ning Peng, who had experienced great storms and waves, had full confidence in dealing with these local ruffians and gangsters in front of him. However, he did not want to make things worse.

He knew very well that if the matter got out of hand, it would have a negative impact on Hua Cheng Corporation. It might even affect the demolition work this time.

Therefore, according to his rich experience in the martial arts world, as long as he could achieve his ultimate goal, true, false, false and real were soft and hard. They were interchangeable and could be used at all costs. A man should know when to yield and when to stretch, there was no need to be brave for a moment.

After a while, the Wei Family Army stared at him and asked in a cold voice: "May I ask brother, is your name Ning Peng? You used to open coal mines in Meng County?"

After the Wind Lightning Factory was merged with the Provincial Electronic Industrial Company, the Wei family army took the opportunity to buy up their working age and went to Meng County with a few friends to take care of the coal owner's house.

Seeing that the other party knew his history very well, Ning Peng was also slightly stunned. Then, he laughed loudly and said, "Brother Wei, you have good eyesight. You are indeed a reasonable person. I am Ning Peng. Twenty years ago, I operated a small coal kiln in Meng County for a period of time.

Where did this Wei Family Army know about me? Could it be that he had stayed in Meng County before? As he thought of this, he tried his best to search for the remaining memories of the other party in his mind, even if it was just a little bit. However, in the end, he still couldn't recall it.

However, since he knew me, things would be easier to handle. People have feelings for each other, let alone when they were together in the martial arts world of Meng County.

During the days when he opened the small coal mine, even though he was constantly on tenterhooks, fearing that he would be schemed against and die a graveless death, it still felt pretty good when he thought about it.

At this time, Wei Jiajun chuckled and said, "Boss Ning, you really have too many people who forget things. Back then, in Meng County, I often saw you. You were rich and mighty, but unfortunately, you didn't know a nobody like me.

Before Ning Peng could say anything, he turned around and said to his wife, "Boss Ning is also doing things for the county government. He has to do things according to his principles. Xiaofang, we can't be unreasonable anymore. "

Seeing that her husband knew Ning Peng and spoke in such a manner, Wan Xiaofang glanced coldly at Zhao Yu who stood beside Ning Peng and snorted with all her might. After that, she turned around and walked into her own courtyard without saying a word, and she only left a very cold and distant back view for everyone.

Seeing this scene, Wei Jiajun laughed coldly at himself and said very magnanimously, "Boss Ning, women don't know how to prioritize their priorities and have gone a bit overboard. I hope that you can forgive me if I don't see you. "

Then, he said to Zhao Yu, "Wei Xian is indeed my father. This house was left for me by him. " Seeing that Zhao Yu did not seem to believe him, he said again, "As for the name of the property deed, I'll make the best use of my time to change it to avoid giving you guys more trouble. "

At this point, Everyone present, including Ning Peng who'd seen the world, nodded in admiration and praised in their hearts.

Therefore, in a very friendly atmosphere, the conflict between the swords and the crossbows that was about to cause even more serious consequences was finally resolved in a peaceful way.

When he received Zhao Yu's call for help, Fan Wenbin just came out of He Feng Bank and had just started the Land Rover. After thinking for a while, he gave Ning Peng a call to inquire about the matter. When he found out that Ning Peng had already rushed to the scene, he felt relieved.

After the matter, Zhao Yu carried a feeling of infinite admiration, and when he talked about the cause and effect of this matter to Fan Wenbin, he said in a very praising tone, "Director Fan, Director Ning indeed has some skill, and it was effortless for him to settle the matter very easily. Otherwise, there might have been a terrible result that day.

Fan Wenbin laughed and said loudly with a praising tone, "CEO Ning has been in the Jianghu before. Without a few skills, he would not be able to gain a foothold in the Jianghu. "

When he said this, he thought that in the coal industry, especially in the Jianghu in Meng County, where the strong preyed on the weak, it was very difficult to gain a foothold without a few skills.

However, at this time, Fan Wenbin absolutely did not expect that an even more serious matter would happen without any warning on the night after a few days. It was very sudden, and it was impossible to guard against. Furthermore, it happened on top of Hua Cheng Corporation's staff, Song Zhanming.

The matter was very simple. On the way home after overtime, the moon and stars were scarce, and a cool breeze blew. Song Zhanming's head was hit by a black brick, and the blow was very serious.

When Fan Wenbin received the news and rushed to the county hospital, Song Zhanming was already sent to the emergency room. Only Zhao Yu and a few others sat on the bench outside the room, waiting anxiously for the results.

Song Zhanming was just thirty years old this year, and he had joined Hucheng Group for almost two years. He was in charge of building design, and he had some creative abilities. He was usually conscientious and responsible for his work. This time, in order to speed up the completion of the shantytown registration and investigation mission, Ning Peng assigned him to Zhao Yu's group.

Not long after, a few policemen hurried over as well to understand the cause and effect of the situation from Zhao Yu and the others. After Song Zhanming was attacked, Zhao Yu quickly dialed 120 and 110. Such a major incident had to be reported to the police.

Facing the police's inquiry, Zhao Yu revealed the truth of the matter. It turned out that after the few of them finished tallying the information they had registered during the day, they went to Yellow River Elegant Street not far from the company to eat supper.

In the past few years, as the county region continued to expand, the county government had adjusted the situation according to the situation. They played Yellow River Elegant Tourism Cards and specially opened up an Elegant Street on the South Binhai Road. They operated the special snacks and various agricultural products of Daan.

Now, it was September, and the hot summer was thick and hot. At this time, even though it was already very late at night, the streets of Jade Street were still brightly lit and filled with people. Business was booming. This had also become a beautiful scenic line by the Yellow River, attracting many tourists from other places.

Zhao Yu ordered a bowl of Northwest Famous Food Leather, while Song Zhanming ate a bowl of mutton dregs. The few of them ate very happily, sweating profusely. After eating, they walked along the Binhai Road, facing the cool river wind, talking and laughing as they walked forward.

Suddenly, Song Zhanming shouted loudly, "Aiya!" His two hands tightly hugged the back of his head, and then he fell headfirst onto the ground. When Zhao Yu reacted, he saw a black shadow scuttle into the trees and grass by the Yellow River, and instantly disappeared behind the tall river embankment.

At this time, Song Zhanming had already fallen unconscious, scaring Zhao Yu so much that he hurriedly pulled out the emergency phone number "120. " Then, he pulled out the "110" and called the police.

Taking advantage of the time when Zhao Yu told the police what had happened, Fan Wenbin silently stood by the corridor window. Facing the cool breeze, he stared unblinkingly at the starry night sky. After a moment, he could not help but let out a very heavy sigh in his heart, feeling that the burden on his body had become even heavier.

The demolition and reformation project of the Wind Lightning Factory's residential area had just begun, and it was still at the beginning stage of the registration. However, there were already people secretly causing trouble. With such despicable and despicable methods, they tried to make it difficult for the Wind Lightning Factory to retreat. This caused him to feel both angry and slightly worried.

At the same time, he also understood why Huang Weidong and the others were unwilling to accept this project. The water here was indeed very deep and muddy. Song Zhanming was ambushed on his way home for no reason and was seriously injured. In his opinion, it was a sign that he was openly challenging Huacheng Group.

Not long after, Song Zhanming's family also rushed to the hospital with their mouths wide open. The corridor immediately became chaotic as cries and curses filled the air.

Song Zhanming's mother, a woman in her sixties, was lying on the ground, crying hysterically with tears and mucus on her face.

"My son, what if something happens to you? How am I supposed to live?" Then, she scolded Zhao Yu and the others. "Why are you all fine? Just let me know. My son was injured alone? Tell me, tell me, you have to explain it to me clearly. "

Father Song stood at the door of the resuscitation room with a heavy face. He did not make a sound or move. He was like a stone statue, cold, hard, and cold. Song Zhanming's wife, a seemingly ordinary woman, was sitting on a bench, wiping away her tears with both hands. She kept crying in a low voice. Her sobs were intermittent, making people feel pity for her.