"Damn it, this kid still dares to chase us?"
Chang Mao walked to the window and took a look. "It really is him!"
"Old Wang, this is your territory. What do you say, brothers are waiting for your word!"
A group of thugs walked to the window in twos and threes, all looking eager for a fight.
In Luofeng Village, with the backing of village party secretary Tian Mengyao, they were afraid of things escalating and being surrounded by the villagers. They wouldn't be able to escape.
But this was Wangjia Village!
Since he dared to show up, they would definitely get their revenge!
However, Wang Quezi felt a tremor of panic.
He was thinking, Xiao Qiang had been left at the clinic by them. What if he wasn't tight-lipped and exposed him?
The thought of his affair with Li Guifang being known by Luo Dazhuang made his legs go weak and tremble.
Luo Dazhuang, with his build, could cripple him even without a butcher's knife!
"I'll go take a look."
Wang Quezi no longer cared about revenge.
He was thinking that if Lin Fan went to the pig farm, he would even kneel down to Lin Fan.
"Today, that kid will regret it!"
Chang Mao's voice was loud. He suddenly waved his hand and said, "Brothers, follow me!"
Wang Quezi glared at him. "You guys don't need to follow and cause trouble."
"Old Wang, what's wrong with you? You're getting cowardly on your own turf?"
After Chang Mao finished speaking, he led his subordinates out.
Wang Quezi followed behind, running and waving his hands. "You guys hurry up and go. Didn't you say you were going for drinks?"
"Old Wang, I get it. You're planning something big, right? Don't worry, we won't let you go alone. We've been through thick and thin all these years. What are we afraid of? Let's take down that brat Lin Fan!"
Chang Mao was full of confidence, as if he could knock Lin Fan down in a moment.
"Old Wang, just watch. We'll make that kid pay today!"
"That's right, Old Wang. You don't need to do anything. We'll handle it."
"Old Wang, just you wait and see. We'll split Lin Fan's head open today!"
The previously dejected thugs were now like they had been injected with chicken blood, shouting loudly.
"You, you..."
Wang Quezi's heart felt more bitter than eating Huang Lian.
"I'm begging you, please leave. I can handle it myself."
Wang Quezi pleaded repeatedly.
"Old Wang, I'm asking you, what's going on? Don't you trust your brothers?"
Chang Mao slowed down, looked back at Wang Quezi, and said, "In your own village, as long as you don't kill him, it's fine. Are you afraid we'll kill someone?"
"I..."
Wang Quezi was speechless and couldn't tell the truth.
Chang Mao stopped and waited for Wang Quezi to catch up, then waved his hand. "Forget it, Old Wang, you wait here. It's not just for your sake today. The brothers are all holding back some anger too."
Having said that, he suddenly waved his hand. "Brothers, let's go!"
"Go!"
"Damn it, cripple that kid!"
"Today, let him know how many eyes King Ma has!"
A group of thugs shouted menacingly as they chased after the SUV.
"Come back, come back!"
Wang Quezi was so anxious he was jumping, but his legs were not good, and one leg was a little disabled.
He couldn't persuade them and couldn't catch up. He was so anxious he was about to cry.
"What sin have I committed!"
He sighed, gritted his teeth, and chased after them at his fastest speed.
Screech~
Tian Mengyao stepped on the accelerator and steadily stopped the car in front of the village committee's compound.
Lin Fan sat in the back, with one arm around Xiao Qiang's neck, preventing the guy from jumping out and escaping midway.
Song Yue had not come along, claiming it would be inappropriate.
"This is it. Let's get out of the car."
Tian Mengyao unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car first.
Lin Fan squeezed Xiao Qiang's neck hard and asked, "Do you know what to say later?"
"I know. Don't worry, I'll tell you the truth."
Xiao Qiang was alone now, with no one to rely on. Furthermore, he had been beaten by Lin Fan a few times and harbored resentment towards Chang Mao and the others. Therefore, he was very cooperative now.
After getting out of the car, the three of them walked into the village committee's compound together.
"Secretary Tian?"
As soon as they entered the gate, a village cadre, who was not old and looked plump, recognized Tian Mengyao.
Tian Mengyao stepped forward and said solemnly, "Hello, I'm looking for your secretary, Wang Fugui."
"You guys are..."
The village cadre paused, glanced at Tian Mengyao, then at Lin Fan and Xiao Qiang beside her, and changed his tune. "Old Wang is in his office. I'll take you there."
He was very curious, muttering to himself as he led the way.
In the office.
A tall, silver-haired elder was practicing calligraphy, wielding a brush and ink.
This elder was the village party secretary of Wangjia Village, Wang Fugui.
Hearing footsteps, Wang Fugui looked up.
At this glance, he was stunned.
He straightened his back, pushed his reading glasses up, and said in disbelief, "Secretary Xiao Tian, why are you here?"
After speaking, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and he laughed heartily a few times.
Lin Fan subconsciously scratched his head, thinking to himself.
This secretary of Wangjia Village must be over sixty, almost seventy years old!
How could he... still look so vigorous?
He didn't look like an old man on his last legs at all!
"Secretary Wang."
Tian Mengyao walked to the desk and smiled at Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui nodded and asked, "Xiao Lu, are you here today for something? Is there anything you need help with?"
"There is something."
Tian Mengyao lowered her head slightly, revealing a look of unspoken distress.
Seeing this, Wang Fugui immediately sensed that something was wrong.
He glanced at Lin Fan and Xiao Qiang, then gestured with his eyes, asking his nephew to leave the office.
"Secretary Xiao Lu, just say whatever you need to say."
...
At the same time, on the central dirt road of Wangjia Village.
Chang Mao and the others were heading towards the pig farm aggressively.
They thought Lin Fan had gone to the pig farm to cause trouble for Wang Quezi.
Since the mountain was secluded, they planned to beat Lin Fan up first, and then extort twenty to thirty thousand yuan.
But to their surprise, halfway there, they saw Lin Fan's SUV.
"Huh, that car looks familiar?"
A young thug slowed down and pointed at the Wrangler SUV parked in front of the village committee's compound, shouting.
Chang Mao also noticed it and slowed down. "Familiar? That's his car!"
"Damn it, where is he?"
A group of thugs walked over menacingly.
Chang Mao found no one in the car and directly cursed, "Damn it, let's smash this brat's car first!"
"That's right, why does that brat get to drive such a nice car?"
"Everyone, let's do it together!"
The group of thugs, filled with envy and hatred, began to look for stones and other objects to smash the car.