Chapter 96 The Scumbag's Regret

Peng Fei and the others warily stared at the hunting rifles. If there were only one or two guns, they might be confident they could seize them. But with so many dark gun barrels pointed at them, the consequences of even one gun going off were unimaginable!

"What exactly do you want?" Lu Zheng frowned. He knew he couldn't escalate the conflict any further, so he tried to negotiate with the people from Huangjia Village.

Just then, Huang Zhaodi came out.

She stood with her hands on her hips, looking arrogantly at Xia Qianqian and the others: "This was all instigated by that bitch Xia Qianqian! I want her to kneel down and apologize to the people of Huangjia Village!"

The moment Xia Qianqian saw Huang Zhaodi, she immediately realized that this whole farce was orchestrated by her!

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

When Huang Zhaodi saw Xia Qianqian, a flash of crazy hatred appeared in her eyes, as if she wanted to devour her alive.

She sneered, her tone full of threat: "Xia Qianqian, if you don't want the people in your village to be beaten to death, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me! Otherwise, these hunting rifles don't have eyes!"

Xia Qianqian did not bow her head and admit defeat, but instead looked at her coldly. Huang Zhaodi became anxious upon seeing this.

"Look at this, everyone! This is her true face! Selfish and greedy, she never looked down on us country folk from the very beginning, she's just been using us from start to finish!"

Her provocation instantly made the atmosphere even more tense.

Xia Qianqian's eyes flickered slightly as she gave Lu Zheng a wink, intending to use kneeling to lower everyone's guard so that Lu Zheng could then snatch the guns from their hands.

But how could Lu Zheng bear to let her suffer such humiliation in front of everyone? If he really did that, wouldn't that confirm Huang Zhaodi's slander?

He gripped Xia Qianqian's hand tightly: "Leave this to me. I'm your husband. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you!"

Seeing how attentive Lu Zheng was to Xia Qianqian, Huang Zhaodi's eyes were filled with jealousy, as if they were about to bleed.

She turned to several village elders and complained, "Uncles, look at their behavior! They clearly look down on us from the bottom of their hearts!"

Upon hearing this, several men wielding long spears quickly pointed their dark gun barrels at Lu Zheng and the people behind him.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, and a conflict was about to erupt.

Lu Zheng's muscles tensed instantly, like a cheetah poised to pounce, his eyes revealing determination and courage, as he charged towards the armed men.

Just at this critical moment, a gunshot rang out, shattering the tense atmosphere.

A loud and authoritative voice boomed out: "Let's see who dares to lay a hand on us!"

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the gunshot. Lu Zheng took a closer look and frowned at the figure of the person who came, but soon a smile appeared on his face as he quickly stepped forward to meet him.

"Commander, why did you come in person?"

Lu Zheng deliberately feigned surprise and walked towards number 8. He never expected that number 8 would appear in Xiangyang Village.

"Hahahaha!" Number 8 burst into laughter. "You're my subordinate. How could I not come to your wedding, such a joyous occasion? It's not that I'm picking a fight with you, but for such a big event, you didn't even send me an invitation?"

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Zheng quickly lowered his head, adopting a humble posture: "Commander, how could I not want you to attend my wedding? It's just that you've been working so hard on important matters, how could I dare to bother you with my own private affairs?"

He lowered his head even further, as if trying his best to express his reverence and apology.

Number 8 was quite satisfied with Lu Zheng's submissive demeanor.

He came today for two reasons: first, to support Lu Zheng's wedding, since Lu Zheng is one of his men; and second, to establish his authority so that Lu Zheng would be loyal to him in the future.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving in Xiangyang Village, before he could even unleash his abilities, he witnessed a conflict erupt between the people of Huangjia Village and Xiangyang Village.

Number 8 gave his subordinate a wink, and the subordinate immediately fired a shot to intimidate everyone.

They weren't holding those old, outdated hunting rifles from Huangjia Village that were prone to exploding; they were carrying genuine Type 38 rifles. This intimidation instantly silenced the scene.

Upon hearing that they were cadres from the provincial capital, the villagers of Huangjia Village and Xiangyang Village dared not utter a sound, their eyes filled with awe.

Number 8, with a stern expression, waved his hand, signaling the people from Huangjia Village to put away their guns, and then said loudly, "Today is a joyous day for the Lu family, so I won't hold it against you!"

The village elders of Huangjia Village were already terrified upon hearing the identity of Number 8. Hearing Number 8 speak like this, they felt as if they had grasped a lifeline.

The village elder in charge quickly stepped forward, bowing and scraping, and said, "Chief, it's all our fault for being blinded by greed and making a foolish mistake. It's all Liu Xiao'e's own fault."

After saying that, he winked at the crowd.

Someone in the crowd immediately reacted, rushed to Huang Zhaodi, and slapped her several times. Huang Zhaodi's already unhealed injuries were further damaged by this ordeal, with several more of her teeth knocked out.

Seeing this, Number 8 waved his hand, signaling that the people of Huangjia Village could leave. Following his instruction, the people of Huangjia Village felt as if they had been granted a pardon and hurriedly departed.

The wedding banquet officially began, and Lu Zheng respectfully invited No. 8 to the head seat.

Number 8 raised his glass and said with a smile, "Today, I congratulate you on your marriage. From today onwards, we are revolutionary comrades. Marriage is a joyous occasion, but we must never let our guard down regarding class struggle! We must always remember the leader's teachings and forge ahead bravely for the revolutionary cause. Come, let's drink to this joyous occasion!"

Number 8 downed his drink in one gulp, not even having a chance to taste the food, and hurriedly got up to leave.

His steps were hurried, but he didn't forget to turn back and give a final instruction: "Lu Zheng," his voice was steady and serious, carrying an unquestionable authority: "Lu Zheng, you're going back to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow. The conservatives could launch a counterattack at any time. The string of class struggle can only be tightened, not loosened; there's no room for the slightest slackening! Once your men are all here, we'll requisition the school and turn it into a fighting fortress!"

Lu Zheng turned slightly to the side, pretending to listen attentively, and nodded in agreement from time to time, appearing respectful.

After Number 8 got on the bus and left, he became worried, not expecting Number 8 to be watching him so closely.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Qin Yan's voice.

"Qianqian, have you forgotten the bond we formed since we grew up together? I've been thinking about this a lot these past few days, and I've realized that you've always been the one I love most. Let's make up, just like before, okay?"

"I don't want any of those women, I only want you!"

"Qianqian, believe me, I won't look down on your background."