"Forced demolition?"

The crowd instantly erupted.

Zhong Aimin said, "Alright, everyone go back for now. This situation won't be solved by rushing. Go home, get a good night's sleep, and gather your spirits to face what's coming."

After persuading the crowd to leave, Zhong Aimin returned to his room.

He opened his wardrobe and took out a well-preserved military uniform, putting it on.

Then he took out a metal box.

Inside the box were various military medals.

He stood in front of the mirror, looking at his own reflection, with his head full of silver hair and his back slightly bent.

He took out the military medals, pinning them neatly on his uniform one by one.

...

Song Guanchao received a call from Lu Feng; the railway workers' dormitory had its water and electricity cut off.

"Keep an eye on it, be sure to record the entire process."

"Understood."

Song Guanchao couldn't sleep either.

As expected, Da Yuan Real Estate was going to forcibly demolish tomorrow.

Da Yuan Real Estate's moves were faster than he imagined.

Song Guanchao leaned against the headboard, occasionally glancing at his phone.

Time flew by quickly.

In the blink of an eye, dawn arrived.

Song Guanchao hadn't slept all night, yet he was full of spirit.

Although he really wanted to go to Fengmen Building, his rationality told him that at a time like this, he shouldn't go.

Whether Qu Xiangru could secure the project depended on this wave of forced demolition!

Whether these residents could smoothly receive their demolition compensation also depended on this wave of forced demolition!

Now that everything was ready, he had to endure.

Even though he knew Da Yuan Real Estate would demolish today, knew residents' houses would be bulldozed, and even knew some people might be arrested, he had to endure.

The more excessive the developers acted, the more justified the City Committee would be!

He sat in the City Committee Office, behind him was Wu Qiangwei's empty office.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't focus on the documents in front of him.

The phone was placed next to him; he was waiting, waiting for Lu Feng's call.

...

The residents all guessed that Da Yuan Real Estate might demolish today.

Most of the residents took time off work and did not go to work.

They stood on their balconies, looking out towards the community.

Suddenly, the sky started to drizzle.

At ten in the morning.

A group of men with dragon and tiger tattoos, with shaved heads, wearing safety helmets and reflective vests, flooded into the railway workers' dormitory community.

Excavators and bulldozers, under their command, entered the community.

There were also a few people holding camcorders to record today's demolition process.

These people were the demolition team from Da Yuan Real Estate.

The members of the demolition team were society's outcasts, thugs, and bullies.

Yet, with the identity of the demolition team, they instantly transformed from ruffians into legitimate demolition personnel.

As soon as these people appeared, within seconds, dozens to hundreds of residents ran out from the apartment buildings and surrounded them.

"What are you going to do?" a woman angrily questioned.

The leader, Zhao Ji, smiled and said, "Demolish."

The woman angrily said, "We didn't agree to this, by what right are you demolishing?"

Zhao Ji laughed contemptuously, as if mocking the woman's naïveté.

Does agreeing or not even matter?

Not at all.

The houses, as long as they could be demolished, any compensation plans could be sorted out afterward.

"We did not agree to the demolition!"

More and more residents came down from their buildings.

They blocked these demolition team members, preventing them from advancing further.

Zhao Ji sneered, "I should remind you all that obstructing demolition is illegal."

He pointed to the camcorder in the staffer's hand, "We're recording this, if anyone obstructs, we'll report to the police, and you'll all be arrested!"

The residents were both furious and aggrieved.

They had not agreed to the demolition, yet these greedy beasts spoke so righteously.

Not only were they going to demolish their houses forcibly, but they were also threatening to arrest them!

Simply outrageous!

Zhao Ji waved his hand, "Demolish!"

"Don't demolish!"

The residents shouted in anger, veins bulging on their necks, clenching their fists tightly, their rage burning within them.

Zhao Ji turned and shouted, "What are you standing around for, shove them aside!"

A group of societal outcasts grinned viciously, clenched their fists, and approached, "Get the hell out of the way, don't interfere with the demolition."

Seeing someone about to make a move, a man from the demolition office glared and said, "Oh? Trying to fight?"

He extended his head forward, "Come on, hit here!"

"Hit me, and I promise you'll rot in jail!"

This thirty-something resident gritted his teeth, his eyes nearly spewing fire.

These scoundrels, using the law to threaten them!

An enormous irony!

They knew very well.

If anyone dared to use force today, the outcome would be the same as those who threw eggs yesterday.

These developers had connections and power.

They were no match for ordinary people like them.

Watching the graders and excavators slowly approach the houses, the group felt a deep chill inside.

Faced with such blatant injustice, they desolately discovered that they seemed to be able to do nothing.

Not even their most basic rights and interests could be protected.

Seeing an excavator approaching one of the houses, the huge shovel about to strike.

The residents of that house cried and wailed, wanting to rush up and stop it, but were blocked by thugs from the demolition office, only able to watch helplessly as their decades-old home was about to be razed.

Just then.

An old figure suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of the excavator, yelling, "Stop!"

The excavator halted, and everyone's gaze turned to Zhong Aimin.

The raindrops pattering on the old man's hair and clothes, in front of the massive excavator, his frail and aged body seemed so small.

Zhao Ji flicked his cigarette butt and squinted, asking, "Who is this old man?"

The leader of the demolition team was a thug in his forties, known as Brother Tyrant.

Brother Tyrant was the soul of Da Yuan Real Estate's demolition team; in the past few years, Da Yuan Real Estate had completed dozens of projects, large and small. Whenever there was difficulty in demolition, he was the first to take the lead.

As long as he was involved, there was nothing he couldn't demolish!

"He runs the small shop at the entrance of the community."

Brother Tyrant scoffed indifferently.

Zhong Aimin stood straight, his aged body like a javelin, his face resolute.

The residents looked at the old man, their eyes filled with hope.

The residents of this house shed tears of gratitude.

Just as their home was about to be demolished, Uncle Zhong stood up for them.

"Nobody agreed to the demolition, nobody signed a compensation contract. Your forced demolition is illegal!"

Zhong Aimin's voice was not loud but full of indignation.

Brother Tyrant disdainfully spat a glob of phlegm, while the faces of the demolition team members were filled with condescending smiles.

A scholar faces soldiers; reason loses clarity.

Moreover, there was no decent person among those who engaged in demolition; anyone with a conscience could not do such heartless work.

Talking law with these social scourges, talking justice, was as ridiculous as discussing feelings with a prostitute or morality with a murderer.

Brother Tyrant waved his hand, "Demolish!"

Rumble!

The excavator roared to life once more.

Facing the descending shovel, Zhong Aimin did not retreat even a step.

He grabbed his coat, pulling it forcefully to both sides.

The coat opened up, revealing the dark green military uniform underneath, already slightly faded, with a row of dazzling medals pinned on either side of the buttons!

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