Chapter 22, Thunder's handling methods

The junior cadre walked out from the crowd with a calm face and said without being humble or arrogant: "County Magistrate, the fuse of this group dispute was caused by a peasant woman in Damudong Village, Tianma Township, committing suicide by jumping into the pond. After the peasant woman attempted suicide,

There were a large group of Damudong people and people from several other villages surrounding our township government with hoes and shovels..."

Yang Zixuan knew that there were many inside stories involved. In front of so many heads in Tianma Township, this little cadre probably didn't dare to tell the truth, so he made a gesture to stop him.

"Let's go out and check the situation first. People from the Public Security Bureau are probably arriving soon." Yang Zixuan walked out without looking at the group of cadres again...

"No, County Magistrate, it's too chaotic outside, and your legs and feet are inconvenient. It's too dangerous to encounter any accidents when you go out." Liu Jian hurriedly stopped Yang Zixuan in front.

Yang Zixuan snorted coldly at him, walked around him, and walked out.

When you walk out of the gate of the township government, you can see a dark crowd of people, their voices are noisy, and the sky is full of boiling water! Although it is raining mist in the sky, they don't care at all.

Yang Zixuan walked through the crowd with a powerful stride and snatched the speaker from a policeman beside him: "Quiet, everyone! Just be quiet! Listen to what I have to say!"

"If you have any questions, you can report them to me on the spot and I will handle them on site!"

The people holding hoes and the like looked at Yang Zixuan striding out of the township government and speaking with a loudspeaker. Judging from his aura, he knew that he was probably a leader.

As long as someone takes charge, it will be fine. As soon as Yang Zixuan shouted loudly, the people suddenly became much quieter.

Most of the people present in Tianma Township have seen several bosses in the township government who make decisions, but they don't know where this strange face came from.

"Who is this guy?"

"Isn't he a new cadre from the township government?"

"No, I have met most of the cadres of the township government. They are all from our village. I have never seen such a young person."

"It's not like the bunch of bastards from the township government were the scapegoats who came out to deceive us, but they just wiped the soles of their feet and slipped away, right?"

"Looking at the momentum, it doesn't look like they are trying to fool us!"

Several representatives of the people began to shout with their heads held high: "Who are you? You are so young, can you take care of this matter?"

"You don't need to question my identity. I am the county magistrate of Hongshui County. You can ask any questions you have now." Yang Zixuan raised his voice to the loudest. Yang Zixuan knew that he could not be soft at this moment. Being soft would easily lead to people's distrust.

, must give them a strong and trustworthy image.

"You are our county magistrate, so now we can't even eat and we can't celebrate the New Year, do you care?"

"I am the county magistrate, and I take care of all the big things that are related to the interests of the people! I am a party member, and I can't ignore the small things that are related to the interests of the people!" Yang Zixuan shouted with a loudspeaker, his voice determined.

"County Magistrate, I am from Damudong Village in the countryside. I am now farming in the village. Our village is very poor and the transportation is not good. I used to walk on mud roads to go to school every day. My family is also very poor, and the clothes I wear are usually better than mine.

My eldest child has worn it. Now that I am farming, I am not often hungry, but there are still a few days a month when I cannot eat. The biggest expense for our family now is not buying anything, but paying taxes.

There are a total of seven people in my family, with more than an acre of farmland and more than an acre of land. The annual tax is more than a thousand. There are many taxes to be paid every year. I don’t study much, so I can’t remember the names of many taxes. But there is one item

I remember the tax very clearly, because its name is specifically called the poll tax. People in the village don’t know what the poll tax is specifically. I also heard the elders in the village say: In this world, people have to pay taxes to the country every time they live.

Everyone has grown a brain, and when they grow a brain, they have to pay taxes. My dad is also an honest farmer, and he pays as much as the countryside demands. A few days ago, several people with a few hundred dollars worth of taxes refused to pay, and several people came from the countryside.

I urged them several times and made some threats. There was a widow with several children in the village who was said to be sent by the township government to urge her to pay this year’s poll tax, and she was forced to jump off the deepest building in our village.

If my dad hadn't happened to pass by the fish pond, he would have drowned alive!"

The voice came from a young man. As soon as he finished speaking, the people's emotions immediately intensified again, and the scene became a mess again!

Yang Zixuan gave a wry smile. It seems that the problem is really big. Those people in the Tianma Township government are really bastards. They even imposed a poll tax. No wonder this group of people aroused disputes.

However, Yang Zixuan also noticed that there were a few people in the crowd who cheered the loudest, and they had a strong gangster spirit. They didn't look like honest farmers, but looked more like those second-rate rural gangsters from Tianma Township...

Yang Zixuan had good eyesight and secretly stared at this man who was making noises in the muddy water. The sound of neat footsteps could be heard not far away. It was probably the arrival of the riot police led by An Zaishan.

Yang Zixuan saw a Beijing Jeep 212 next to him and asked Song An to help him step onto the roof of the car. His condescending position made it easier to control the scene with his momentum.

"Song An, please recognize a few people for me." Yang Zixuan pointed to those people in the crowd and asked Song An to write them down one by one. "Director An and the anti-riot team are expected to arrive soon. Please tell him not to act rashly."

, don’t get into any physical conflict with any people first, send a few people to arrest the ones I just pointed out to you and stabilize the situation first, do you understand? Just go ahead if you understand..."

Song An nodded, trotted into the township government building, and slipped out from the back...

The crowd's emotions intensified for a while, and they got tired after shouting for a while. They found Yang Zixuan standing on the roof of Beijing 212, neither speaking nor paying attention to the crowd's shouts, but craning his neck to look behind the crowd...

Some curious people couldn't help but look back and were startled...

Behind the crowd stood a group of dark riot police, stretching out their defense lines and lining up in a row, ready to fight!

"Catch a few of them!" An Zaishan shouted.

Several policemen with strong skills and tall bodies rushed into the crowd like rabbits and pushed several people who didn't know what was going on to the ground!

"Everyone, stand still and don't move! Don't have physical confrontation with the police. That's illegal!" Yang Zixuan also cooperated and suddenly shouted with a loudspeaker. When he heard that it was illegal, the crowd visibly stopped for a moment. In an instant,

A few of them were dragged out of the crowd by the police!
Chapter completed!