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Volume 3: County Famous 1237 Future Buddhist Son

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    When the two men saw the dark group of people wearing police uniforms, they immediately knew they had been fooled.  A man turned around and wanted to run. Before he could take a few steps, he was kicked to the ground by Fan Jinqiang, who was running at the front.

    Another man with blood on his head was also subdued by other police officers, and the defense line of the sentry was completely destroyed.

    The two men were handcuffed and temporarily detained in place. Fan Jinqiang admired Wang Baoyu and smiled: "Brother, I didn't expect you to act like a drunkard!"

    "Damn it, I got punched a few more times. When I get back, it's considered a work injury!" Wang Baoyu nagged dissatisfied.

    "Hehe! No problem." Fan Jinqiang promised, waved, and led the police officers to lower their voices as much as possible and headed towards the light.

    Wang Baoyu knows that the final battle has begun. If Wu Xiang is caught, I will slap him hard and beat this bitch to death to avenge Wu Liwan.

    The brightly lit place is the village committee compound. I learned in advance that the party secretary of Pudi Village was named Qin Yangguang and the village chief was named Han Qingliang. I was afraid that the news would be leaked, so I did not contact them in advance.

    Now it seems that this is completely correct. It can be judged from the bursts of crying and laughter that the so-called gathering of Wuxiang Cult is being held here. Since it can be held in the village branch, it explains something, Qin Yang  Guang and Han Qingliang have given up their cadre principles and become cultists.

    No wonder Wu Liwan said that this is the country of Wuxiang. With the protection of the village party secretary and village chief, and Wuxiang¡¯s deception, the whole village has been brainwashed, and it has really become Wuxiang¡¯s small kingdom.

    Wang Baoyu followed Fan Jinqiang and walked over. The sight in front of him shocked him. He saw several large light bulbs lighting up in the open space of the village branch courtyard. The people in the whole village were standing there neatly, with their hands stretched out.  Looking up to the sky, he muttered words while letting out cathartic cries or wild laughter.

    This is winter, and the common people are able to hold cult rituals here despite the severe cold. This shows how far cults can confuse people. On a platform in front of the village committee, four women in yellow clothes are doing various things.  This kind of weird gesture, whoever his palm touches will fall to the ground with gratitude and cry bitterly with excitement.

    I have long heard about the four altar masters from Ma Fengkai¡¯s wife Qiu Yan, and it seems that they are the four of them.  Because Qiu Yan was arrested, there was one less altar leader, but Wu Xiang quickly cultivated another one. Strict organization and clear division of labor are another major feature of the cult.

    Fan Jinqiang, who has experienced many big scenes, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. How to catch so many people?  Moreover, if you are not careful, it will turn into a vicious incident.

    "Brother Fan, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and arrest him!" Wang Baoyu was worried.

    "There are quite a few of them. If they are incited to riot, the situation will be difficult to control." Fan Jinqiang said with concern.

    "They can deceive, but you police officers can't explain the truth? In fact, most of the people who stay in the countryside are old, young, sick and disabled. Most of them have no ability to distinguish. Most of them are empty and lonely. Coupled with the intimidation and inducement, others will only believe it.  Follow your heart. In fact, there are not many people who have firm beliefs." Wang Baoyu analyzed.

    "It makes sense, and there are quite a few of us. As long as there are no major conflicts, it shouldn't be a problem to compete." Fan Jinqiang also nodded in agreement.

    "Our target is the leaders." Wang Baoyu couldn't wait to catch Wu Xiang right away.

    Since the people who mobilized troops are here, these cult leaders cannot be allowed to escape. Fan Jinqiang whispered to a person in charge of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Now it seems that the city¡¯s armed police force must be used.

    The person in charge immediately found a place to contact the Armed Police Force. Fan Jinqiang hesitated for a moment, then strode open the door and walked in.

    The police came, and the crowd was in an uproar. However, order was not disrupted. Everyone stood there without moving their expressions.  The four altar leaders showed their intention to run away, but they still saw the numerous policemen outside and knew they couldn't run away, so they could only stay on the spot.

    "No one is allowed to move!" Fan Jinqiang shouted loudly, waving behind him, and seven or eight policemen immediately rushed to the high platform and firmly controlled the four altar masters.

    "What do you want to do? Who gave you the right?" one of the altar leaders asked, but despite her screaming, the policeman behind her had a livid face and did not answer anything.

    "Fuck, what's going on?" A drunken man wearing a big cotton-padded jacket, holding a roasted chicken leg in his hand, walked out of the village committee. It was Qin Yangguang, the village party secretary, behind him  , followed by a thin man, but it was the village chief Han Qingliang, and several men and women also walked out, and they looked like other village cadres.

    The proposition that there is no form isJudging from the current situation, Qin Yangguang, who was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, obviously did not believe in the Wuxiang cult. When he saw Fan Jinqiang with a stern look, he suddenly panicked and froze, and the drumstick fell on his feet.

    "This police officer, what's the business of coming here in the middle of the night?" Han Qingliang was smart, and he stepped forward and asked, nodding and bowing.

    "Don't pretend to be stupid. We received a report that cult activities are being held here. How did you become the head of your village party secretary?" Fan Jinqiang asked impolitely.

    Qin Yangguang came to his senses and explained with a smile: "Officer, you misunderstood. The country says there is freedom of belief, but we are holding a religious activity."

    "Oh, what religion? Buddhism, Taoism or Islam?" Fan Jinqiang asked coldly.

    "Hey, no matter what religion you teach, you always pray for the people and the country." Qin Yangguang said with a smile.

    "Stop talking about your mother's stinky fart and tell me quickly, where is that bitch Wuxiang?" Wang Baoyu was beaten just now, and he couldn't help but cursed and asked, feeling angry.

    "How dare he call Master by his first name?" an old lady in the crowd asked dissatisfied.

    "Monster, he must be a monster!" Another one said.

    "Humph, it seems that you are not praying for me. Tell me quickly, where has Wuxiang gone?" Wang Baoyu and a group of policemen with guns came, so they were not afraid of these people rebelling.

    "He left just now!" Qin Yangguang said.

    "What, Wu Xiang ran away? Where did he go?" Wang Baoyu asked angrily, wanting to step forward and slap Qin Yangguang twice.

    "Let me enter the house and search!" Fan Jinqiang issued the order, and the police officers behind him immediately rushed into the house. At this moment, an altar leader shouted: "Let's protect the Dharma together and protect the future Buddhist disciples.  As long as the Buddha is here, we will be liberated."

    With this shout, the crowd began to commotion. Dozens of fearless women rushed over to block the way of the policemen. They blocked the door of the house and shouted nonsense such as not to disturb the Buddha.
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