Wang Family Village.
In an abandoned old house.
Wang Quezi's face was full of excitement as he looked at the two young men opposite him and asked, "How is it?"
Xiao Qiang, still clutching his aching chest, replied with a belly full of grievances, "Don't even mention it, Brother Wang."
"That kid just won't fall for it!"
"I asked him to prescribe some medicine, and he acted like he was against me, refusing to do it."
Wang Quezi took a deep breath and retorted, "What did you say earlier when you were drinking? Didn't you two pat your chests and say it would be a sure success?"
As the year drew to a close, his old associates were also free.
So, Wang Quezi treated a group of his old cronies to a lavish feast.
After several rounds of drinks, he brought up Lin Fan, saying that Lin Fan had obtained ill-gotten gains from somewhere, was squandering it, and had even come to Wang Family Village to show off and bully him.
Upon hearing the words "got rich," the group of cronies immediately perked up, clamoring to seek revenge for him.
However, the result was a complete failure.
A puffy-faced man stepped forward, sighing, "Don't mention it. We didn't gain anything and got kicked. I'm so damn angry!"
"What?"
Several young men emerged from the inner room. One with long hair shouted, "He even laid hands on you? What kind of job are you two doing?"
"He hit you and you just lay down? Don't you even know that?"
Xiao Qiang spread his hands and complained, "You say it so easily. That kid was holding a very long needle. Try lying down then!"
He then gestured with his hands to indicate a distance of over ten centimeters, his face filled with lingering fear.
The long-haired man scoffed, "Let him stab you. You'll extort enough money from him then!"
Xiao Qiang snorted, "It's not you he's stabbing."
"I'm talking about you guys!"
The long-haired man pointed at the fat man, "I went to a lot of trouble to apply a secret formula to your faces, and you guys don't want to endure hardship and suffering? Do you expect money to just fall from the sky?" xxs壹贰
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiang scoffed inwardly, "What hardship and suffering? Which one of us here is capable of that? Aren't you just a con artist in the city, talking about hardship and suffering as if you were an honest person."
Wang Quezi scanned everyone and then sighed, "So what now? Are we just going to let this go?"
He originally didn't want to associate with his old poor friends after making money from raising pigs.
However, to vent his anger, he had to contact them and have them deal with Lin Fan.
If he were to step forward himself, he feared Lin Fan would reveal his affair with Li Guifang.
By then, Luo Dazhuang would surely kill him.
The long-haired man looked at Wang Quezi and asked, "Old Wang, are you chickening out?"
"I'm chickening out?" Wang Quezi chuckled, "You're blind. It's you useless bunch who are incompetent!"
The long-haired man lowered his head, implicitly admitting it.
He then looked up at the ceiling, remained silent for about ten seconds, and suddenly grabbed Wang Quezi's arm, asking, "Old Wang, you said yesterday that if we dealt with that Lin Fan, you'd kill two pigs for us to feast on. Does that still count?"
"Of course!"
Wang Quezi patted his shoulder, provoking him, "The problem is you're not capable, so you can't eat it. You can't blame me for that, can you?"
"Old Wang, how about this: my brothers will handle this for you, but we're tired of eating meat and fish lately. How about you give us five thousand yuan for the two pigs instead?"
"Fine, no problem. I, Wang Fu, am not short of money. Let alone five thousand, five million is nothing!"
The long-haired man nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Then it's settled. This time I'll personally handle it. I guarantee that kid named Lin Fan will have bad luck."
He then waved his hand, gathered everyone, and began to whisper their plans.
Wang Quezi watched them thoughtfully, thinking, "Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. Perhaps they can come up with some wicked idea."
Five minutes later, the long-haired man looked at Xiao Qiang and asked, "Xiao Qiang, you got kicked, right? Where is it?"
"In the chest."
Xiao Qiang lifted his shirt, revealing his rib-like chest.
On the left side of his chest, there was a clear red footprint.
"Want to make some money?"
The long-haired man asked.
"Of course!"
Xiao Qiang replied crisply, without a hint of hesitation.
He was already worried about the hard times during the New Year. Without money, the holiday would be a torment!
The long-haired man looked at Xiao Qiang's injured chest and said, "Alright, endure it for a moment. I'll punch you here a few more times to worsen your injury a bit."
"Ah?"
Xiao Qiang's eyes widened, showing a very reluctant expression.
He got beaten by an outsider and had to be beaten again? What kind of logic was that?
The long-haired man shrugged and explained, "Don't you think about it? If the injury isn't serious, how can we extort money later?"
He took out a small white bottle from his pocket and added, "Also, I have sleeping pills here. Take three tablets later."
Xiao Qiang froze, then asked, "Why do I have to take sleeping pills?"
The long-haired man shrugged, "I'm afraid you'll reveal some flaws. So, you just sleep. Leave the matter of extorting money to me."
"But..." Xiao Qiang frowned, hesitating, "Won't it harm the person?"
"Old Wang is giving us five thousand yuan. You take two thousand for yourself. Deal or not?"
After the long-haired man finished speaking, Xiao Qiang immediately became excited, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes.
However, after thinking about it, he felt it was a bit too little.
In this day and age, what could two thousand yuan do?
Seeing his hesitation, the long-haired man sweetened the deal, "Whatever money we extort from Lin Fan, I'll give you an additional ten percent, how about that?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiang immediately nodded, "Deal! I'm in!"
It was just taking a beating and eating some sleeping pills!
He heard that Lin Fan was quite wealthy, so even if he got an extra thousand, it would be good!
With that thought, he stopped dawdling, uncorked the bottle, took out three sleeping pills, and swallowed them down.
"Brothers, hold him down."
The long-haired man said, and immediately three or four people stepped forward, grabbing Xiao Qiang's arms haphazardly.
Seeing this, Xiao Qiang immediately panicked, "What are you doing?"
The long-haired man smiled and replied, "Once the medicine takes effect, I'll hit you, and you'll wake up, so we need to do this now..."
He said this, gathered his strength, aimed at Xiao Qiang's chest, and delivered a fierce punch.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
Even with people holding him, Xiao Qiang staggered back a step.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the long-haired man say again, "Bear with it. Money isn't that easy to get..."
Bang!
Bang!
Two muffled sounds.
After three consecutive punches, Xiao Qiang's face contorted, his vision darkened, his legs went weak, and with a thud, he collapsed.
The long-haired man nodded with satisfaction, "Brothers, let's take off a door panel and go meet that kid Lin Fan!"
After a series of clattering sounds.
A group of seven or eight fierce-looking men, carrying Xiao Qiang on a door panel, swaggered towards Falling Phoenix Village, heading for Xiao Fan's Medical Hall.
Wang Quezi watched their retreating backs from behind, his face, eyes, and heart overflowing with joy.
Damn it!
Finally, he could vent his anger!