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Chapter 319. 324. Hu Dahai's Road to Revenge
Accompanied by the singing of Jin Opera, Hu Dahai carried a gun and walked to the accountant's house with high spirits.Passing acquaintances called him, but he didn't answer.

Compared with his family's rotten and poor adobe house, the accountant is already living a well-to-do life. The tile-roofed house is spacious and bright, and the yard is well repaired.

When he came in, the accountant was eating four side dishes and drinking a small drink. He was enjoying himself!

Hu Dahai sat down there with all his strength, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and threw it on the table, "Write!"

"Write what?"

The accountant looked at him disdainfully.

He, the village accountant, followed the village chief and made a lot of money over the years.Otherwise, can this big, shiny house be dug out of the earth?
In his eyes, Hu Dahai is just a piece of mouse droppings, which must ruin the pot of soup.

I’ve been clamoring all day long to sue the village chief, but it’s useless!

If it doesn't work, it just means the person is in a bad mood.

Hu Dahai knew what this guy was thinking, so he didn't talk nonsense with him. He took off the tiger canvas with the gun wrapped around it, and pointed the black muzzle straight at the village accountant's head.

"You are the village accountant. You must know how much money the village chief has embezzled. Write me a confession."

The village accountant was a little panicked when the gun was pointed at him, "Dahai, this thing is dangerous, you put it away first."

Hu Dahai spat out one word calmly: "Write!!"

Everyone knows the power of a gun. Once the gun is fired, the head will explode.Under the threat of death, the village accountant picked up a pen and paper and gave in.

But unfortunately, at this moment, a siren sounded in the distance, probably a police car passed by.

The village accountant was encouraged, threw the pen on the table, and smiled: "Come on, shoot!"

Hu Dahai's eyes blinked frequently and he silently took back his gun. Damn it, he was not as good as Jiao Shengli, the village chief, or the village accountant Le.

"Humph, you guy with no balls, get scared. If you dare, shoot! Come here!" The village accountant pointed at his forehead and said arrogantly.

He was convinced that Hu Dahai didn't dare to shoot.

At this moment, Yuan Pengfei's advice sounded in Hu Dahai's mind: When you want to shoot, just say this mantra, "tyranny is fiercer than a tiger".

"A tyrannical regime is fiercer than a tiger!"

With a yell and a roar of a tiger, a big furry paw stretched out from the scroll, smashing half of the village accountant's face with one paw, and blood splashed on the spot.

This fantasy scene made Hu Dahai a little stunned. What the hell is this?

This world is a little confusing.

He put the gun back on his body, wrapped the canvas around his arm very solemnly, opened the door and left.

The death of the village accountant from a tiger's claw had nothing to do with Hu Dahai.

However, you can't run away from the village chief.

Compared with the accountant, the village chief's house is on a higher level. Although it is still a bungalow, the appearance is not simple. There is a porch and a screen wall when entering the courtyard.In ancient times, that was also the treatment of the rich peasants in the countryside.

Hu Dahai just arrived at the door of his house and happened to meet the village chief coming out. Without a lot of nonsense, he swung the gun on his back forward and aimed directly at the village chief.

"Dahai, what are you doing?"

The village chief showed off his official authority and wanted to scare Hu Dahai and tell him not to mess around.

But Hu Dahai didn't look down on him. Just like a tiger hunting important prey, he walked slowly in a semicircle around the village chief with a gun in his hand.

"A tyrannical regime is fiercer than a tiger!"

There was a sharp shout, but the village chief didn't know why. A huge furry claw stretched out from the scroll on Hu Dahai's arm, and dug into the chest of the village chief, disemboweling him.

The internal organs were scattered on the floor, and the black-red heart was a little conspicuous. Hu Dahai put the gun on his back, "Sure enough, his heart is dark."

He walked out of the village, on the road leading from the village to the town and county.The thin horse was already overloaded as it pulled the heavy carriage, and its owner still had countless thoughts in his heart, and he beat the horse desperately for the coal that could bring him money in the cart.

"Drive, drive, drive..."

Hu Dahai walked closer. He had seen this scene many times. The thin chai horse looked so much like him.Touching the scene, he inevitably felt indignant.

"A tyrannical regime is fiercer than a tiger!"

The huge furry claws came out and cut off the Wrangler's head.

The eyes are blind and the ears are deaf. Since you don’t use your brain, you should never use it.

"Bastard, damn it!"

Hu Dahai spat and embarked on the last stop of the trip with a gun on his back.

Shengli Group mines and washes coal, with an output value of several billion.They built factories and buildings on the acquired land, much larger than their dilapidated village.

As soon as Hu Dahai walked under the building, he saw Jiao Shengli's exclusive car - Daben.

After a little thought, he decided to make this place Jiao Shengli's death.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, his mind was as clear as ever.

These people deserve to die. The village chief sucks blood from the villagers and is corrupt.The village accountant is in cahoots with him and is also a bastard.

The coachman driving the horses knew how to crack the whip without letting the horses breathe.If the horse didn't kick him to death, the tiger would be considered guilty of killing him with one paw.

As for Jiao Shengli, he deserves to die even more.

The same classmate, Jiao Shengli became famous, wanted money and people, and lived a very comfortable life.

As for Hu Dahai, he had nothing but the adobe house in the village and his sister who lived a harder life than he did.

He still thinks about what his sister said in his mind: "Just want to make a fortune, you have Jiao Shengli and the village chief are so evil!"

All evil, can live a good life?
Good people don't live long, and disasters last thousands of years.

He, Hu Dahai, can do all kinds of evil, and he is even more evil than the village chief and Jiao Shengli!
Outside the car, Jiao Shengli sent away a few subordinates and prepared to drive home, but as soon as he got on the car, he noticed something was wrong in the rearview mirror.

"Dahai, what are you doing here? How can you get into my car!" He asked sternly.

Hu Dahai raised the gun and put the black muzzle on Jiao Shengli's forehead, "You lack respect for strength!"

Jiao Shengli's tone suddenly changed and became kind and kind: "Dahai, what do you want, just tell me directly. I will never refuse if I can satisfy you."

Chairman Jiao changes his face so fast that he can apply for the Guinness Book of Records.

Hu Dahai remained silent, hoping to see Jiao Shengli's terrified eyes through the sunglasses.But think about it or forget it, there are too many ideas in doing things, and it is easy to make mistakes.

His gun was pointed at the sky, and he was no longer pointing at Jiao Shengli.While Jiao Shengli breathed a sigh of relief, he continued to promise: "That's right. How much do you want for Dahai? Give me a number, and I'll give it to you."

His answer was: "A harsh government is as fierce as a tiger!"

The fluffy tiger paw slapped Jiao Shengli directly on the car door, and the glass of the car was smashed by his head.

He died, and he didn't even know how he died.

Hu Dahai sat in the back seat, a smile finally appeared on his face that had been gloomy all day.

(End of this chapter)