All those working in the courtyard stopped what they were doing.
One of them stood up and looked towards Lin Feng.
Not just here.
In the factory building behind, many people also came out.
They gathered together. It seemed that there were at least more than 300 people. These people were all men with cold faces. They basically surrounded the courtyard.
The man who led the way just now sneered and said.
"See, Mr. Lin, you are quite popular!"
"I just said it casually. Look, hundreds of people came at once!"
When Zhao Jinshan saw this situation, he shrank his neck and quietly stepped back.
More than 300 people were approaching Lin Feng, and everyone's hands secretly touched their pockets.
It seems that just like the dozen or so people just now, they all have those kind of folding sticks in their hands.
Black clouds are rolling over the city, and they are fierce!
all of a sudden!
The atmosphere in the entire compound became tense!
However, Lin Feng stood calmly.
He didn't take action because the person who was supposed to come had not arrived yet. Shi Tong said that there were twelve diamonds in Zhaoli Village.
The man who led the way just now spoke.
"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, let's entertain Mr. Lin!"
"good!"
Those people shouted in unison.
There was a clicking sound in each hand, and black sticks were thrown away.
Just as these people were approaching Lin Feng, suddenly, a voice came from behind.
"What are you doing?"
The sound was rich and resounded throughout the entire courtyard.
Everyone stopped because of the sound and looked back.
then.
The villagers on one side moved out of the way.
A burly man in a black Tang suit walked over from there.
There were a dozen people behind him, and the walking posture of those dozen people was different from ordinary people.
Those dozen or so people looked like they were from the Jianghu community and were members of the Lian family.
"Village Chief Li!"
The villagers all addressed this man with great respect.
Lin Feng learned about this person from Shi Tong, and he should be the second in charge of Zhao Licun.
Zhao Shuiwang is the big boss because he controls the economic lifeline of Zhao Licun, but in fact, many things in Zhao Licun are decided by this second boss, Li Jia.
The nominal third master is Zhao Jinshan, but apart from contacting Zhao Shuiwang, Zhao Jinshan has no other rights. In fact, the only masters recognized by Zhao Licun are the first master and the second master. .
Li Jia walked through the crowd.
He looked at Lin Feng and said with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Lin is visiting Zhao Licun. I, Li Jia, represent Zhao Licun and welcome Mr. Lin!"
"However, Mr. Lin should also know what our Zhaoli Village relies on for a living. The death of the leader has dealt a huge blow to the villagers. They have emotions. I hope you can forgive me, Mr. Lin!"
Lin Feng said nothing.
The tone of this man's words was not apologizing to Lin Feng.
"Everyone, stand down!"
Li Jia gave an order.
Even though the villagers seemed reluctant.
However, they still obeyed Li Jia's words and took a dozen steps back, but the courtyard was still surrounded.
"Old Zhao, take a few people over and start firing at the entrance of Jiazi Kiln. We will soon produce a batch of bone china. I'm thinking that ox bone is not very effective. I think Mr. Lin's skeleton is very good. !」
The old Zhao in Li Jia's mouth naturally refers to Zhao Jinshan.
Zhao Jinshan was in extreme trouble. He knew that something would happen once the villagers knew that Lin Feng was coming.
But if Lin Feng wanted to enter the village, he couldn't stop him at all.
Li Jia
Even if Zhao Jinshan was asked to burn the kiln, he would not dare to move.
Wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
Zhao Jinshan said when he walked out of the crowd and arrived at Li Jia's side.
"Village Chief Li, why don't we discuss it again? Burning the kiln should not be taken lightly!"
Li Jia's cold eyes fell on Zhao Jinshan.
he said.
"Cutting off the financial path of our Zhaoli Village is like killing the parents of our Zhaoli Village."
"How can we live with so many of us?"
"If you don't burn a kiln, ask everyone, ask all of us in Zhaoli Village, who can bear this breath!"
As he spoke, Li Jia's voice almost roared.
Zhao Jinshan was so yelled that he shrank his neck.
The villagers behind also shouted.
"We can't take this breath!"
"Can't swallow!"
The crowd was so angry that their emotions could hardly be suppressed!
Zhao Jinshan had no choice but to lower his head and walk dejectedly towards the entrance of Jiazi Kiln near the front gate of the brigade.
"You guys, come with me and burn the kiln!"
Zhao Jinshan helplessly called several villagers.
This way.
In the courtyard.
Li Jia made a gesture.
The twelve people who were following Li Jia just now surrounded Lin Feng.
Li Jia stood with his hands behind his back, showed some dignity, turned away, looked away, and spoke.
"Remember, let him breathe."
"The bone china produced by Zhao Licun always uses the freshest bones. It is best to put the living animals directly into the kiln, lightly burn them, then grind them into powder and put them into clay to shape them. Only then can we produce the most exquisite bone china!"
After he finished speaking, he walked towards a chair that someone had prepared for him.
The twelve men under him are called the Twelve King Kongs in the world of martial arts. Each one of them was actually mixed up and beaten out of the world of martial arts.
Li Jia believes that these masters are the real masters, and those who use black boxing for show are all nonsense.
From here, walk to the chair.
It takes about a dozen steps.
When Li Jia reached the seventh step.
He saw that some of the villagers in Zhaoli Village dropped the sticks in their hands on the ground involuntarily.
Their faces were all filled with shock.
At the same time, he also heard the sound of someone being hit on the ground continuously behind him.
He gave a wry smile.
"Are you so surprised?"
"It's not like my Twelve King Kongs personally took action. It's not like you haven't seen it before!"
"And you, Twelve Vajras, I just said, if you want to save that kid's life, you have to attack him twelve times in a row, don't beat him to death!"
Li Jia said this without looking back.
Because he knew that Lin Feng's fate was already sealed from the moment he brought the Twelve King Kongs.
When he sat on the chair and turned around, what he saw must be Lin Feng lying on the ground!
"Li...Village Chief Li, no..."
Someone reminded Li Jia, but that person couldn't even speak fully.
Li Jia smiled bitterly.
"I don't know how to talk anymore, what about that?"
"The villagers in Zhaoli Village are all knowledgeable. They can't handle such a small scene at all, they're useless!"
"No...Village Chief Li, it's over..."
Most of the villagers were speechless. They were so frightened that they were dripping with cold sweat, their hands and feet were shaking, and their sticks fell on the floor.
Li Jia was confused.
"Huh? The fight is over so quickly?"
"Lin Feng, he can't help but fight so much. Everyone who comes out of the black boxing ring is really a fucking waste!"
With that said, Li Jia looked back.
This moment.
A slap came like an overwhelming force, hitting Li Jia's face!
Li Jia was beaten
I was so confused that I didn't even see who was in front of me, so I stumbled and fell to the ground!
