"First, call the police, and then we can find Wu Damming."
"Sister Xiue, don’t panic, it’s not your fault. I’ll figure out a way to help you."
Zhang Xiaoshan, grabbing Ge Xiue’s arm, rushed towards the hill behind them to make a phone call from the slope.
At that moment, a burly man reeking of alcohol came running.
Hiding under a small bed, Tao Qian heard Wu Biao’s voice and almost cried out in fear, her whole body trembling as she carefully curled up even more.
But Wu Biao looked hurried and didn’t even enter the infirmary.
He was still some distance from Zhang Xiaoshan when he started shouting as he ran.
"Little Shan, there’s big trouble. The school construction site has erupted into chaos,"
"They say if they are not paid their wages today, they will tear down the school; the newly built boundary wall has already been knocked down, and they have even grabbed Mr. Xu, threatening to set him on fire,"
Wu Biao, as the captain of the village protection team, was naturally responsible for this kind of issue.
Zhang Xiaoshan, being the most educated in the village and the one who had worked hard to secure the funding for the school, had long surpassed Wu Damming in prestige. In such a crisis, everyone could only rely on Zhang Xiaoshan.
"They’ve taken Mr. Xu hostage? Damn it."
"Let’s go, let’s head to the school construction site and see."
Upon hearing that Mr. Xu was captured, Zhang Xiaoshan was immediately furious and rushed towards the school construction site.
Wu Biao and Bai Xiu’e hurriedly followed him.
Soon, they reached the site.
The new school was still being built on the original village elementary school grounds, with several prefabricated buildings set up as temporary classrooms next to it.
At that moment, two groups were facing off at the site.
One group consisted of over twenty construction workers.
The other group comprised members of the village protection team and the young and middle-aged villagers.
The villagers numbered over a hundred, each armed with knives and forks, and a few even had old hunting rifles—clearly outnumbering and outequipping the workers.
"Let me go, let me go!"
Mr. Xu was being held under control by two workers, one on each arm. Despite his struggles, his petite frame was completely ineffective.
"Boss Liu, they have so many more people than us, and they even have guns. If it really comes to a fight, we stand no chance; and worse, people might die,"
a short man wearing a safety helmet whispered to another man, middle-aged, balding, chubby, and dressed in a leather jacket and dress pants.
The middle-aged man was Liu Qiang.
Liu Qiang was the biggest building material dealer in Qingshan Town, holding a monopoly just like Wang Xiaolong had in the agricultural market; he was the only one in the town dealing in building materials like cement, sand, bricks, etc...
The materials for White Dragon Village’s new school were supplied by him.
This guy’s business style was even more overbearing than Wang Xiaolong’s family, typical for someone involved in such an environment, which was slightly shady.
The workers behind him were part of a construction crew he had formed himself.
Liu Qiang spoke disdainfully.
"Don’t be fooled by their numbers; they are just a disorganized crowd without a leader. Besides, we’ve taken this female teacher hostage; they wouldn’t dare confront us head-on,"
"Make it clear to the workers, follow me and make a scene today. Once I get the money, I will immediately settle the wages owed to you. If I can’t get the money, then I’m sorry, I won’t be able to pay you."
Though the foreman was dissatisfied, he dared not say much.
Liu Qiang then stood atop a large pile of dirt, looking triumphant as he shouted to the villagers.
"I came here today to collect money, not to make trouble, but don’t force me, or you will suffer,"
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the villagers expressed their disbelief.
Liu Qiang snorted coldly, giving the villagers a metaphorical slap in the face.
"You are incredibly naive. Yes, your village received quite a bit of donation money previously, but now it’s all been embezzled by Wu Damming,"
"Just the day before yesterday, I personally saw him gambling in the city, losing several millions in just one night..."
Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately lost their vigor, like frostbitten eggplants.
"I knew I hadn’t seen Wu Laohu recently; so, he ran off with the money."
"He’s a beast, taking the money meant for our children’s school,"
everyone cursed Wu Damming.
Mr. Xu, held captive, was also stunned.
She had eagerly anticipated the completion of the new school. If all the money had been taken by Wu Damming, could the new school still be built?
Just then, a commanding and angry voice came from behind the crowd of villagers
"Little Shan, Little Shan is here."
The crowd naturally parted to create a path for Zhang Xiaoshan, who now undoubtedly held the highest prestige in the village.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, save me."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan, Mr. Xu began to cry pitifully.