Rebirth in officialdom and rising to the top

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each side.

Yueming Village, Niubeiliang Township.

In a villager's home not far from Du Ba's family, Du Fuquan and his men were sitting in the yard resting and doing rescue work on each other:

In the melee just now, they were the ones who suffered due to their strength in numbers. Not only Du Fuquan was slapped twice at the beginning, but everyone else was also injured in this melee.

The more serious ones were unconsciousness, severed hands and feet, while the less serious ones were bruised noses and faces, looking very miserable.

At this time, Du Fuquan was carrying an old Hanyang-made rifle and comforting his men majestically:

"Don't worry, everyone, your beating will not be in vain. I have asked Director Niu from our township police station to come over and help. He will be there in a moment. When he arrives, he will take care of those two out-of-towners who killed a thousand people!"

Everyone also knew that Party Secretary Du Ziteng and Director Niu of Niubei Liangxiang Police Station were close brothers and had a close relationship, so they all believed in Du Fuquan's words.

At this time, a young man with minor injuries and a face full of freckles said bitterly:

"Dear me, that young tall man was very cruel. My brother's wrist was broken by him, and the stubble on the bones was exposed. He still hasn't woken up yet. Brother Fuquan, what do you think about my brother?" Is this going to end like this? We must let the cattle station catch them soon and give them a life-long reprieve or something like that!"

Everyone agreed after hearing the words, but Du Fuquan looked at several of his subordinates who were still unconscious, feeling a little frightened:

Damn, these two guys were really ruthless in their attacks, like two practitioners. Fortunately, I knew the opportunity and ran fast, otherwise the end might have been even worse. It was far from being as simple as just two slaps!

At this time, an older middle-aged man expressed everyone’s doubts:

"Fuquan, these two outsiders are so ruthless and decisive in their attacks, without any scruples. Do you think they have something to rely on? Don't let it get to the end and find out that they are big shots that even Director Niu can't afford to offend!"

Du Fuquan actually had this doubt in his heart, but he couldn't show his timidity in front of everyone, so he waved the Hanyang Zaodao in his hand with a stern expression:

"I don't care what big and small people are. As Niu said, no matter who they are, as long as they come to our Niu Beiliang, if they are dragons, they have to sit down, if they are tigers, they have to lie down. Otherwise, they will be shot by Bang Bang. Send them away. See the King of Hell!”

Just as he was talking, Niu Dahu's majestic voice came from outside the courtyard:

"Where's Quanwazi?"

Hearing this, Du Fuquan stopped bragging and responded quickly:

"I'm here, Director Niu!"

A few seconds later, Niu Dahu walked into the yard with his hands behind his back. Following him were a dozen heavily armed policemen from the police station.

Looking at the "wounded soldiers" all over the yard, Niu Dahu frowned:

"Quan Wazi, come out with me for a moment, others stay here and don't move!"

Du Fuquan responded quickly:

"Okay, Niu Suo! Do you hear that? I'll be back as soon as I go. You guys stay here and don't move!"

Everyone even followed Du Fuquan and Du Ziteng and his son, so how could they dare to disobey Niu Dahu, who was even more awesome than the Du family and his son?

Everyone nodded in agreement at the moment.

Du Fuquan was about to hand the old-fashioned Hanyang rifle to others to take first, when he heard Niu Dahu say:

"Bring your gun!"

Although Du Fuquan was a little confused when he heard this, he still put Han Yangzao back on his back obediently:

"Okay Niu Suo!"

Du Fuquan followed Niu Dahu out of the yard. Then Xiao Zhankui, the instructor of Niubeiliang Police Station, led the remaining police station policemen to surround Du Fuquan's Ma Tsai, and even took out the only tail shot in the station. , constantly aiming back and forth at the gang of horsemen.

Du Fuquan's horsemen were startled when they saw this. The older middle-aged man stood up and, taking advantage of his close relationship with Xiao Zhankui, walked toward Xiao Zhankui, rubbing his hands and smiling ingratiatingly. road:

"Instructor Xiao, what are you doing?"

However, Xiao Zhankui didn't give him any face. He instantly pulled out the Type 05 revolver from his waist and put it on the middle-aged man's head:

"Be honest, hold your head and squat down!"

The middle-aged man almost pissed himself with fright, his teeth chattering:

"Xiao, instructor Xiao, what are you..."

However, before he could finish his words, two heavily armed policemen from the police station rushed over, pushed him to the ground, and placed him in a back cuff with great skill, causing him to scream in pain:

"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle!"

The other boys were immediately surprised when they saw this. Two of them seemed to be the middle-aged man's nephews. At this moment, they wanted to stand up and say a few good words to the middle-aged man.

As a result, before they could stand up, the Type 79 submachine gun had already turned its muzzle and pointed it at the two of them. The young policeman holding the submachine gun shouted in a deep voice:

"Don't move! Hold your head and squat down! Otherwise I will shoot!"

The two young men were so frightened that their legs weakened and they fell to their knees on the ground. They raised their hands and shouted:

"No, no, no, don't shoot! We won't move!"

……

Du Fuquan followed Niu Dahu all the way until he came to a deserted mountain forest. Niu Dahu then stopped, turned to Du Fuquan and said:

"Quan Wazi, what's going on with your dad?"

How could Du Fuquan's simple brain imagine that his father's sworn brother and the uncle he relied on were trying to kill him right now?

Hearing this, he said anxiously:

"Uncle Dahu, I don't know either. My men only heard my old man's cry for help and didn't see anyone!"

Niu Dahu frowned when he heard this:

It seems that it is unrealistic to get rid of Du Ziteng at the same time!

Thinking of this, Niu Dahu glanced at Hanyang Zao, which Du Fu was carrying on his back, and said with a smile:

"Okay, I'll rescue your dad in a moment. By the way, your dad took good care of this gun, right? It must be decades old, right?"

When Du Fuquan heard this, he was very excited. He took the Hanyang product from his back and skillfully pulled the gun bolt a few times while saying with some show:

"That's right, my old man keeps this gun oiled and maintained all day long like a treasure. Except that the rifling is almost gone, it's no different from a new one. Let me tell you, last month my dad took me into the mountains to hunt. With one shot, I killed a big wild boar weighing more than 500 kilograms..."

Before Du Fuquan's show off was over, Niu Dahu took out his Type 05 revolver and started playing with it.

When Du Fuquan saw this, he thought Niu Dahu was dissatisfied with his display, so he drew his gun to demonstrate to him, and then he quickly said with a flattering look:

"Of course, this broken gun is just a broken gun. How can it be compared with Uncle Tiger's gun..."

This time, before Du Fuquan finished speaking, the muzzle of the Type 05 revolver in Niu Dahu's hand suddenly flashed with fire!

Du Fuquan, who was talking, felt a sharp pain in his heart as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. The flattering smile on his face instantly solidified, and he subconsciously looked down at his chest.