Street office where the wind lives

A van roared ferociously, and with a bang, it stuck at the intersection of Wuyi Road, blocking the narrow road.

A curious stall owner approached him and looked in through the black fog-like glass of the car. One of them was not paying attention and was almost hit by the door that was pushed outwards violently.

A group of strong men from the Ax Gang came out in a file, all of them must have clavicle skills, and a dozen big men were all stuffed into this small bread.

The stall owner who first noticed them saw that this group of people was not kind, and suddenly had a sense of justice. He akimbo, pointed at them and said:

"What are you guys doing? Parking is not allowed here, why don't you stick to it? I didn't see it because it was blocking the road!"

The strong men looked in the direction of his fingers, and there was a piece of A4 paper glued to a crooked telephone pole. On it, the words "Parking here is prohibited, and offenders will puncture your tires" were still handwritten, and The writer's skills are not good, the wheel of the tire was originally written as Jay Chou's Lun, but the radical was changed by blackening it out later.

"..."

The strong man in the lead clicked his tongue twice, and withdrew his eyes miserly, as if looking at it for a while would make a needle's eye. He glanced up and down at the man in front of him.

"You, the fish seller?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and looked down at his attire. There were a few crystal clear fish scales stuck to his bloodshot leather apron—no wonder, it was too easy to see through.

He raised his head and pointed his nostrils at the group of people, trying to make up for his lack of height with his aura: "Ang! Why, do you want to buy fish? Then you can't park the car here!"

The strong man didn't have time to listen to his reasoning, so he rolled up one sleeve slowly, revealing the gaudy big carp tattoo on his forearm, and walked over with big strides.

Every time he took a step closer, the smile on his face became more ferocious. The shivering fish stall owner cast a black shadow around his big body, stretched his neck and said sullenly:

"Your stall can be placed in the middle of the road, why can't my car be parked at the intersection of the street?"

The fish stall owner's calf was already shaking, and the strong man stood still in front of him, his nostrils constantly emitting hot air.

"Boss, you are only allowing state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps."

Suddenly, the burly man shot like lightning, directly overthrowing the skinny little man in front of him to the ground. Unfortunately, his fingertips were stained with fishy smell, which made him very unhappy. Fist ready to fall.

"Stop talking nonsense with these guys, boss, let's do it."

At this time, a strong man of size xxxl came up behind him and suggested very dog-leggedly.

The man known as the boss sneered when he heard the words, as if he felt that it would be a waste of time to think about it any longer. He rubbed his finger on the collar of the man who had just spoken, and blew a hooligan whistle to beat a group of horsemen. Snap your fingers.

After receiving the order, a group of strong men looked like wolves breaking through their shackles, all of them showed fierce faces, and they showed their true nature of brutality when facing the unarmed common people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man who was kicked to the ground hurriedly took a few steps on his knees, not daring to be a roadblock in the way.

The leading strong man gave a cold laugh, and sneered at this cowardly act of false justice.

Without the guard dog of the nursing home, a group of people entering Wuyi Road is like entering a deserted land. Most of the remaining stall owners are old, weak, sick, disabled and young, and you are embarrassed to refuse to give up your seat on the bus.

For vicious people like them, they were nothing more than a group of chicks who could kill a nest with one hand.They went on a rampage, smashing down the stalls they saw, and indiscriminately attacking anyone who dared to step forward to intercept them.

Soon someone was injured, and rolled around on the ground.And the brutal atrocities are still going on, and there is a trend of getting worse.

These people are all reform-through-labour prisoners with previous convictions. They have spent enough years in prison, but they are still ruthless after they come out.

The world is so unfair, those who do good will suffer poverty and have a shorter life, and those who do evil will enjoy wealth and honor and prolong life.

To them, smashing the scene at the level of today is simply a matter of daily life, and it is a matter of going out for breakfast.

A strong man crashed in front of a steamed stuffed bun shop, and the greedy worms suddenly started to haunt him. He picked up a basket of steamed buns that had just come out of the cage, picked up a bottle of vinegar, and threw them out casually. Mouth stuffed.Unable to smash the shop with his hands for a while, he simply kicked it with his feet. The two-story steamer was vulnerable and collapsed in an instant, knocking over the porridge bucket and oil pan on the stove, as if hot oil was boiling. All over the sky.

The little daughter of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop rushed over to save her steamed stuffed stuffed buns, but was burnt to pieces, and her crying was deafening.The chief culprit, suffering from trigeminal nerve pain from her quarrel, slapped the unfinished steamed stuffed buns on her head.

The boss was shocked, and struck like a bolt of lightning, grabbed the little daughter who was no longer in shape, snot and tears flowed together, and apologized tearfully.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child is not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as her, eat whatever you want, take whatever you want, please don't vent your anger on the child, please...please!"

At the end of his speech, he almost knelt down and kowtowed. The strong man seemed to be in a better mood because of this. He cleared his throat and spit out thick phlegm, which happened to land on the boss's chicken nest, like a quick dog skin plaster.

The brawny man was amused by this, and left without looking back, continuing to "kill and kill" ahead.

At this time, in the depths of the streets and alleys, the door of the office was slapped loudly, the stall owners were in a state of anxiety, the home they depended on for survival was in danger, Director Xiao Wei was gone, and in desperation, the only person who could think of asking for help was Only offices.

The ordinary people in the market have no legal awareness, and they dare not even think about calling the police and arresting people. Occupying the road is indeed detrimental to the appearance of the city, but this is an old tradition on the Wuyi Road. Who knows why it suddenly hinders which leader's eyes?

All the fast-paced stall owners came, and the big guy spared no effort, knocking on the door as if to demolish the house, but there was still no movement inside the door.The only response to them was the mournful howling of wild cats, crying like complaints on this bloody winter morning.

Just yesterday, Luan Zhou, as the deputy of the director of the office, exercised his rights for the first time. He temporarily dismissed everyone and generously distributed a round of bonuses.

The colleagues looked at him strangely, fearing that Assistant Luan would be overly sad because of Director Wei's disappearance, and would start to lose count.

Luan Zhou locked the courtyard door himself, turned around and waved at everyone, giving him a reassurance.

"Don't worry, everyone. Give me two days. If Director Wei comes back, everything will be as usual. If he doesn't come back, I will come back and take over the office. Everyone... everyone will still be the same as when he was here."

After all, women have shallow eye sockets, and they have been crying since he started talking. Luan Zhou has always given everyone the impression that he is a polite big boy, but he seems to be preoccupied occasionally, and he is not familiar with feeding, so they still refer to Director Wei Of course, Assistant Luan never had the intention of overstepping his bounds.

Unexpectedly, after this sudden change, people's hearts were scattered. Luan Zhou didn't look around hysterically, but stabilized his heart first, and then put together a little bit. It really made everyone look at this young man with admiration.

In fact, he didn't think about it that much, all he knew was that Wei Nanfeng was not here for the time being, and he wanted to take up the burden on his shoulders, and when Wei Nanfeng came back, he would return him an identical office.

But now, Luan Zhou, who is sitting in the co-driver of the police car, still doesn't know that the Wuyi Road that he and Wei Nanfeng worked so hard to guard is already in decline and devastated.

"Captain Nie, I'm sorry, I made you violate the rules again."

"Woo, woo, stop, I'm already a resident on the blacklist of the Municipal Bureau, it's nothing important. But you, Xiao Luan, why didn't you come to me sooner after such a big incident happened? Adults can be found if they go missing for 48 hours A case has been opened."

Luan Zhou shrank back on the chair, avoiding Nie Yiming's glance in the rearview mirror.

He recalled the first two days when he searched for Wei Nanfeng everywhere, and it was probably a miracle that he survived.

Fortunately, Nie Yiming didn't get entangled in this problem, stepped on the accelerator and turned a big corner, and continued, "Besides, I have long wanted to take care of those old bastards from the Land Bureau. I have never done anything with human money. , The road has been dug and repaired, repaired and dug, but there is no expansion, and the place that should be blocked is still blocked."

"And the mad dog city management under them. When did the law enforcement officers become full-time gangsters? There are a lot of farmers who come from outside to set up stalls. It's wrong to occupy the road, but blindly chasing them will never solve the problem. Those farmers will be killed in a year. Make money from this little harvest, let them smash the dishes, grab the money, get in the car and run away, the robbers are not so blatant!"

The news about urban management beating people has been broadcast badly by the life page, but Luan Zhou didn't expect that the reason they dare to be so aggressive is because there are people behind them.

He wanted to ask more, but the gate of the Land Bureau was already in front of him, and all his emotions were instantly affected by another person, and he had no time to pay attention to him.

Last night, Wu Dashan came over and told him the whole story, and he beat someone in a rage. The high school's "do not push if you can" came back and sent Wu Dashan to the hospital.

Fortunately, he knew how to measure, it was only a slight fracture and dislocation, which did not hurt his confidant, and he could recover after a period of time.

Physical wounds just take time to heal, what about spiritual ones?And how to heal?

Luan Zhou couldn't imagine how heartbroken Wei Nanfeng must have felt at the moment when he was forced to sign the land transfer contract on Wuyi Road.

"Has he been locked up here for so many days? Who dares to detain people for their dogs? What do you want to do? Be tortured into a trick? Sign a picture?"

Luan Zhou watched the gate of the Land Bureau continue to push forward, and there was a thread in his heart, which became more and more chaotic. He was entangled with worry and fear, and he almost suffocated.

At this moment, a figure floated unsteadily from the gate of the Land Bureau, a thin and tall one stood there, shaped like a firewood stick, very eye-catching, reminiscent of the slender ghost in horror movies.

Luan Zhou subconsciously clenched his fists, and the nail clippers dug into his flesh, causing severe pain.

Suddenly, the man raised his head, his eyes met unexpectedly, Luan Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and before he could react, he had already rushed out.

Nie Yiming honked the horn behind him and yelled, but he couldn't hear him at all, and only saw the haggard man in his eyes.

It's only been a few days, how did he lose so much weight?

"Nanfeng..." Luan Zhou felt his tongue was tied tightly, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

He ran all the way to the steps of the door, but he didn't dare to go any further. He just stood there and watched, Wei Nanfeng, covered in wind and rain, walked towards him step by step.

Suddenly, his shoulders sank, and Wei Nanfeng's entire weight was on him, as thin as a piece of paper...