God-level treasure digging system

Zhang Wei continued to walk for about 100 meters, and found a commercial Buick beside a road.

At this moment, the car was already uneven, with many wounds from being smashed by heavy objects, and even the windshield of the car was shattered.

Beside the car, more than 20 men of different ages formed a semicircle, shouting loudly.

These men still have tools in their hands, but they are not machetes and sticks for street fights. They are all brick knives, shovels, steel bars, and all kinds of construction tools.

Look at the dress of these people and the tools they hold in their hands.Zhang Wei guessed that most of them should be villagers who came to work in Lutian County.

In front of these people, there were two men holding a banner, but the sky had completely darkened, and Zhang Wei took a few more steps to see it.

The banner is a white strip of cloth with calligraphy written on it: Black-hearted government, return my hard-earned money.

I was crooked, and even some words were written wrong. It should be written by these people.

There are still some passers-by like Zhang Wei, but at most they stand at a distance to look at it, listen to it, and then leave quickly.

"Brothers, it is really useless for you to find me for this matter. You should contact the police station for this matter, and let them help you catch the boss who ran away with donations, so that you can recover your swallowed wages."

In the middle of this group of migrant worker brothers, a middle-aged man with a brain full of blood was slumped on the ground, and beside him lay an uncle in his fifties, who presumably was the driver of this middle-aged uncle.

However, this person is covered in blood, and his breathing is very weak, there may be a little more delay, this person is afraid that he will die because of this.

But among the people here, none of them cared about the bloody uncle lying on the ground. They were excited and stared at the slumped middle-aged man.

"You officials, the best thing you can do is to play football. When they went to the Public Security Bureau, they said they should contact the Land Planning Bureau. After the Land Planning Bureau found it, they said they should contact the local government. Now you tell me that I need to contact the Public Security Bureau. Are you officials thinking that honest people like us are easy to bully?"

"These are all necessary procedures, and there is nothing I can do. If I had kept my word, I would have settled this matter for you long ago."

"Hehe, don't brag to us here. To put it bluntly, you are our boss colluding, and then take the money to share the spoils with you, and you keep them safe. You officials, all of you fell into the eyes of money. The beast knows how to squeeze the hard-earned money of our people. Let me tell you, if you don’t come up with an explanation today, we will fight you to the end.”

"Knock to the end".

"Knock to the end".

"Knock to the end".

……

The representative of the migrant workers uttered the last sentence and raised his arms and shouted, and the group of migrant workers behind him also raised their arms and shouted.

In fact, the group of migrant worker brothers behind them, to put it bluntly, are mostly illiterate, and because they are not fluent in Mandarin, they basically speak the local dialect, and it is difficult to communicate with others.

When they encounter this kind of situation, the most direct and easiest way is to have someone organize them, and then they will follow behind. They will do whatever they are called, and the guarantee they get is that they will definitely get their wages back.

Thinking of their hard work, being far away from home, away from their wives and children, and running so far to work, they just want to make some money and make their families live better.

But now, the unscrupulous boss ran away with their hard-earned money.They also participated in this kind of crowd gathering out of desperation, because they didn't know that it was actually against the law.

The middle-aged man sitting paralyzed on the ground had no choice. He knew that it was basically useless to reason with such a group of people.

He also knew that this group of people were migrant workers at the bottom of society, with a relatively low level of education, and they couldn't understand many things.To solve the current problem, the most simple and direct way is to take out money and send them their wages.

In this way, this matter will certainly subside automatically.

But as a small government official, how can he spend millions of money?

Seeing that the driver beside him was out of breath, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said to the representative of the migrant workers.

"How about it, brothers. You take my driver to the hospital first, and I will stay here until this matter is resolved. What do you think?"

Most of the migrant workers looked at the middle-aged uncle lying on the ground, and felt sympathy in their hearts.They also just want wages, and they don't want to do anything.

Besides, the middle-aged man who was sitting was the right one, let his driver go.It can not only get money back, but also save lives.For many people, this should be fine.

The middle-aged man saw that most of the migrant workers around him nodded slightly, and felt a little relieved. It doesn't matter if he stays here and takes care of it slowly, but the driver's injury can't be delayed any longer.

When he was forced to get out of the car before, the driver was basically enduring the anger of a group of people alone, which gave him the opportunity to sit here and deal with the group of migrant workers.

Unexpectedly, the representative of the migrant workers was resolutely unwilling.

He pointed viciously at the middle-aged man, turned his head and said to a group of migrant worker brothers behind him.

"Brothers and sisters, don't be fooled by these officials, they have a lot of fancy intestines! If we let his driver go now, a large number of policemen may come to arrest us soon. You guys Think about it, we went out to work for half a year, and all the money went into the pockets of these people, and they still caught it in the end, what is the law of heaven, what is the law of the king?"

The group of migrant worker brothers behind them were said by the representative, and after thinking about it for a while, it seemed that this was the reason.

Since ancient times, officials have always been for their own interests.I can't believe it, but the ones I can trust are my fellow villagers - representatives of migrant workers.

"And let me tell you, it's only because there is such a person here threatening this dog official that he can succumb more easily. If someone dies at that time, he will definitely not be able to keep the black hat on his head. So, everyone, keep that person, It is an important weapon for us to get our wages back, so don't be fooled."

Saying this, the group of migrant worker brothers behind the representative immediately became excited, pointing out that the official was too insidious, and his behavior was extremely bad.

"Pay back the money."

"Pay back the money."

"Pay back the money."

……

Just for a while, these people began to raise their arms and shout again.

The middle-aged man couldn't help sighing deeply when he saw that the situation that was recoverable just now was completely disrupted by this man's one or two words.

He looked at the driver who was getting weaker and weaker beside him, and said sadly: "Dakun, I'm sorry for you."

Da Kun was lying on the ground, and when he heard the middle-aged man's voice, he smiled weakly, and couldn't even speak.

"Since that's the case, how about it, do you have any opinions on me coming to save this person?"

At this time, Zhang Wei's voice came from behind.

It's not loud, but everyone here can hear clearly.

"Since you are afraid that this person will call the police after he is sent away, it should be fine for me to save him in front of you, right?"

The representative of the migrant workers frowned at Zhang Wei, his stubble-covered face was slightly gloomy, and he asked in a low voice.

"who are you?"

Zhang Wei glanced at this person, and said calmly: "I am a student of a Chinese medicine school, and it is my bounden duty to cure diseases and save lives. Is there any problem?"

Just now he had been on the periphery, Zhang Wei couldn't see clearly what the representative of the migrant workers looked like, but now he walked into the crowd, he saw clearly.

This man is tall and tall, with a full beard and slightly hey skin. He wears a vest on his upper body, jeans and leather shoes on his lower body, and wears a big and thick gold ring on his left ring finger.

Zhang Wei also discovered that there was a shining gold tooth installed in this person's teeth.

In this person's hand, he held a weapon that was different from others, a steel pipe.And there are obvious blood stains on the steel pipe.

Zhang Wei has fought many gangsters before, and knows that this thing is their favorite weapon.

Moreover, a little comparison shows that the representative of migrant workers in front of him is not at the same level as the group of people behind him.

The people behind had tattered clothes, dirty faces, and many people had traces of mud on their arms, especially the shoes, which were all black, gray, and white. Slurry mixture.

"It's none of your business here, get the hell out of here." The representative of the migrant workers shouted at Zhang Bi.

An imperceptible smile rose from the corner of Zhang Wei's mouth. He didn't look at the representative of migrant workers, but at a group of farmers behind him, and said loudly.

"Uncles and uncles, I know you need your wages to be sent home. But, let me tell you, if this person lying on the ground dies, you will not get a penny, and you will stay in prison for longer , and may be shot. Because each of you participated in the beating of this person. To put it bluntly, if this person dies, you killed him, and you are murderers."

Zhang Wei's words immediately made these people panic.

They just want to get their wages back, they don't want to kill people, and they never had the idea of ​​killing people.

The thought of being a murderer and possibly being shot.How should his own family behave in the future, how can they have the face to go out, and how should the child feel when he finds out that his father is a murderer.

All of a sudden, this group of migrant worker brothers began to chatter and discuss, everyone's face was obviously panicked.

The representative of the migrant workers looked at Zhang Wei, his face trembling uncontrollably.

The good situation I had finally established was destroyed by such an intern with a few words.

Soon, a respected senior came out of the migrant worker brothers.

The man looked about 40 years old. Long-term heavy labor had bent his spine so much that he couldn't even walk with his head held high.

He walked up to the representative and said, "How about we save people first?"