At the entrance of the village, the excavator roared.
Zheng Laicai was brought to the entrance by the villagers riding an electric bike, and the entire Guard Squad from the village had already arrived.
They were holding shovels and clubs, standing in front of the barricades at the entrance, defending fiercely against the excavator.
Behind the excavator, someone with a megaphone shouted, "Listen up, you troublemakers. Today, whether we want to or not, the house will be torn down. If you're crushed or killed, we won't care. If you want to live, get out of the way for me now!"
The roadblocks ten meters ahead were being cleared away by the excavator, one after another.
The villagers threw stones and wine bottles, clanging and banging against the excavator. But they couldn't stop such a huge beast from coming through.
As the street was about to be overrun, Su Laicai, holding a club, stepped forward and stood opposite the excavator.
At this moment, he felt like a hero.
