Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Late at night, a jeep and two trucks loaded with fully armed soldiers drove into Weixian at lightning speed. At this time, Weixian was already quiet.

But the roar of the car woke up many people's sweet dreams, and then became a nightmare for many people.

Inside the detention center's cell, Sun Xiaopao's eyes were red as he laughed wildly. He beat Cheng Yuntian's limbs to pieces with one blow after another.

Cheng Yuntian gritted his teeth and remained silent. Sun Xiaopao fought and shouted wildly.

"You scream? You scream loudly? Please, please, please spare you! Why are you pretending to be a tough guy? No matter how hard your bones are, they will turn into a pile of mud in my hands!"

Cheng Yuntian said while spitting out blood,

"You want me to beg you, a scumbag? You're dreaming! Don't worry, time is running out for all of you. No matter how many times you hit me, someone will pay you back tenfold or a hundredfold! Your end will be miserable..."

Sun Dapao laughed heartily.

"Boy, you should call me your uncle. I don't want to punish you, but you have offended the wrong person. There is nothing I can do.

My cousin is taking money from people and helping them get rid of disasters. Don't blame my cousin for being cruel. Don't worry, after you die, we will find a place to bury you. No one will know about it.

So, don’t worry about what will happen to us…”

Cheng Yuntian spat out a mouthful of blood and phlegm in disdain.

"I'm very relieved. Our people will definitely find you. When that happens, you'll understand what it means to do evil and then you'll suffer the consequences..."

Sun Xiaopao roared,

"Shut the fuck up!"

Cheng Yuntian suddenly sang loudly,

"I am a soldier, I love my country and my people. The revolutionary war has tested me and made my stand more resolute... Hehehe, I hold my gun tightly and see clearly... I am a soldier, I come from the people..."

Hearing the song, Sun Dapao suddenly became afraid. He pointed at Cheng Yuntian and shouted,

"Shut up! Shut up! Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

Sun Xiaopao gritted his teeth and swung the stick, hitting Cheng Yuntian on the forehead. Cheng Yuntian's singing stopped abruptly, his head drooped, and a stream of blood spilled onto the ground...

The entire cell was silent, with only the sound of Sun Xiaopao's heavy breathing.

Suddenly, there were chaotic footsteps in the corridor, as if many people were running.

Sun Dapao turned around suddenly and asked his men to check what happened.

Li Zixiong was so frightened by Cheng Yuntian's miserable state that he almost lost his soul. He wanted to run out the door tremblingly, but his broken leg was powerless and he couldn't move at all.

Sun Dapao's men tiptoed to the iron gate and were about to open it to look outside.

Suddenly, the iron gate was kicked open by someone outside. Sun Dapao's men were caught off guard and screamed as they were knocked back.

The iron gate opened, and Dabao stood at the door in a police uniform. Behind him were Sun Qian and Gu Beichuan. The corridor was now full of soldiers.

Gu Beichuan and Sun Qian saw Cheng Yuntian lying on the ground. They cried out in surprise and rushed into the cell.

Sun Dapao and the others timidly took two steps back, making way for Cheng Yuntian on the ground.

Gu Beichuan and Sun Qian picked up Cheng Yuntian and shook him desperately.

"Yuntian, wake up, wake up..."

Gu Beichuan cried so hard that his face was covered with snot and tears. He slapped himself twice.

"It's all my fault. I wish I had rushed in, Yuntian..."

Dabao stared blankly at Cheng Yuntian's body. He mechanically walked into the cell.

Dabao came to Cheng Yuntian, squatted down, and took Cheng Yuntian's body from Sun Qian's arms. Cheng Yuntian was now completely unrecognizable and no longer as handsome as before.

Dabao wanted to pour some spiritual well water into Cheng Yuntian's mouth, but when he touched Cheng Yuntian's carotid artery, there was no pulse, and the person was already dead. After all, the spiritual well water was not omnipotent, it could only save lives, not deaths.

Dabao's hands were trembling slightly. He slowly touched Cheng Yuntian's cheek. Cheng Yuntian's cheek was still a little warm. Dabao could no longer hold back his tears.

The handsome young man seemed to appear before his eyes again, smiling and saluting at him, and he seemed to hear Cheng Yuntian's voice again in his ears.

"Director, my name is Cheng Yuntian!"

"My name is Cheng..."

"It's the cloud of clouds, the sky of the sky, the name my father gave me..."

Dabao couldn't stop crying, and the resentment in his heart grew like weeds.

He held Cheng Yuntian in his arms and said softly,

"Brother, go with peace of mind. I promise you that no one who is involved in this matter will survive..."

He picked up Cheng Yuntian and put him on the bed. Dabao took off his uniform and covered Cheng Yuntian with it, and put the hat with the national emblem on Cheng Yuntian's chest.

Dabao touched Cheng Yuntian's arms and legs. They were all broken, and broken very thoroughly. Dabao's hands began to tremble.

His eyes swept across the faces of Sun Dapao and others one by one.

Sun Dapao, Sun Xiaopao, and several of his men had realized that they had hit a wall this time. They were so scared that their calves were cramped.

As for Li Zixiong, he had already peed himself three times out of fear. His legs could no longer support him and he could only sit on the ground.

Sun Dapao whispered to Sun Xiaopao,

"This is bad now. Wait a minute, if this officer asks, we will put all the blame on Li Zixiong and his father! That way we can have a chance of survival!"

Sun Xiaopao nodded and was about to say he understood.

Dabao said coldly,

"Don't waste your time, there's no chance you'll survive!"

Dapao was so frightened that he immediately fell to his knees and shouted,

"Sir, please spare us. This matter has nothing to do with us. This cripple paid us to do this, and we had no choice. His father is the county magistrate. If we don't obey his orders, he will kill us..."

Dabao turned around and said to Sun Qian,

"You and Beichuan will interrogate each other separately. I want to know the details of this incident. I want to know every detail of everyone involved. Don't leave anything out.

Sun Qian, you interrogate that lame man, he should know everything."

This was a rare moment since Dabao had known Sun Qian, calling him by his full name. Sun Qian knew that Dabao was furious to the extreme. He turned around to look at Cheng Yuntian's body, his face gloomy as he nodded fiercely...

That night, the Weixian Detention Center in Dongshan Province was taken over by the military. All the on-duty police officers squatted at the door of a cell, trembling, afraid that someone's name would be called from inside.

Sun Xiaopao and his son had been hanged. After decades of rampant tyranny in Weixian, they finally experienced what it was like to live in fear and feel like their days were a year...

Dabao stood beside Cheng Yuntian's body, his face gloomy, his eyes narrowed, and he listened quietly to Sun Qian's report...