"We can't go! We can't go!"

Pan Jiwen finally broke down in tears, his face covered in tears and snot. He knew he probably wouldn't be coming back.

His father, Pan Dachun, repeatedly warned him not to cause trouble or do anything outrageous, because during this crackdown, even a small offense could land him in jail for a year or two.

According to the charges Li Xiangdong just made against him, he should be executed!

The thought of being executed made Pan Jiwen feel a sudden heat in his pants, and he wet himself in fear.

Li Xiangdong smelled the urine, got up from Pan Jiwen in disgust, and then grabbed his collar.

"I was wrong, second brother, I was really wrong. You're my brother, I'll never dare to cause trouble for you again!"

Pan Jiwen lay on the ground like a mangy dog, refusing to get up.

"You really know you were wrong?"

Li Xiangdong took a slow breath.

"I really know, I really know!"

Seeing that Li Xiangdong's tone had softened, Pan Jiwen quickly promised, "I will definitely listen to you from now on, and I will definitely avoid you when I see you, Second Brother!"

"Okay, I'll trust you this once."

"Thank you, Second Brother! Thank you, Second Brother!" Pan Jiwen was overjoyed and was about to get up and run.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

"What, what's wrong? Are you going to back out?" Pan Jiwen's voice trembled.

"No, that's not it. But you're not a very trustworthy person. If I let you go now, but you recant your testimony tomorrow and turn the tables on me, I won't have any recourse!"

"Huh? Oh, that's definitely not the case."

Pan Jiwen denied it vaguely, secretly resenting that the kid had figured out his thoughts again.

As soon as I get home, I'll go find my uncle tomorrow and make sure the police station arrests Li Xiangdong.

"If you want me to let you go, you have to make a promise to me."

"How...how can you guarantee that?"

“Here, write a confession.” Li Xiangdong smiled and handed his ledger to Pan Jiwen.

"How am I supposed to write this?" Pan Jiwen held the notebook as if it were a hot potato.

“I’ll say it, you write it.”

“My name is Pan Jiwen, from Panjiazhuang Village. My father is the village head of Panjiazhuang Village. Today, I saw Li Xiangdong buy sugar at the supply and marketing cooperative and a pig's head at the slaughterhouse. I had malicious intentions and followed Li Xiangdong and his sister. When we reached the pit at the county brick kiln, Pan Ga Zi and I ambushed Li Xiangdong with sticks, intending to knock him unconscious and steal the pork and sugar. Li Xiangdong acted in self-defense and wanted to take Pan Ga Zi and me to the police station. Because I showed good remorse, Li Xiangdong decided to give me a chance to reform. If I commit another crime, Li Xiangdong has the right to report my robbery and murder to the police station. Pan Jiwen, Pan Ga Zi, [Date]”

Pan Jiwen finished writing with trembling hands and handed it to Li Xiangdong.

"Press your fingerprints!"

"Oh, there's no ink pad, how do I press it?"

"Use your blood."

"Don't bleed me out, Second Brother!"

Pan Jiwen was terrified and burst into tears.

Li Xiangdong disdainfully picked up Pan Jiwen's right thumb, pressed it against the still-wet blood on his nose, and then pressed it onto the confession.

Pan Jiwen cried out in pain, "Ouch!" "Is that alright now? Well, I'm off!"

"Wait a minute!"

"What else do you want, ancestor!"

Pan Jiwen felt like he was about to collapse.

Li Xiangdong walked up to Pan Ga Zi, who was pretending to be unconscious, and kicked him, saying, "Stop pretending to be dead, get up quickly, and you should also put your handprint on the document."

Pan Ga Zi pretended to be dead and didn't move. Li Xiangdong pulled out an axe from his waist and weighed it a couple of times. "Is he really dead? Let's cut off a piece of flesh and taste it. Dead people shouldn't feel pain, right?"

"Holy crap, that's a pervert!"

Pan Ga Zi jumped up, ran to Pan Jiwen, dabbed some of the blood on his nose, and quickly pressed his fingerprint on it.

Pan Jiwen cried out in pain again.

"Get out!" Li Xiangdong glanced at the confession form he had signed and pressed his fingerprint on, then carefully put it away.

As if granted a pardon, the two took off running.

Li Xiangdong may have been ruthless in fights before, but he'd never used an axe before. Judging from what he did just now, he could actually chop himself up with an axe!

Li Xiangdong seems like a completely different person. He even talks about self-defense and robbery-murder. How could someone who has just started junior high school understand that?

After watching the two men run away, Li Xiangdong carefully put away the sticks they had used in the car, knowing they would be used against him later.

He knew there were no witnesses to this incident, and that he hadn't even broken a scratch, yet he had beaten Pan Jiwen and his companion so badly. Even if they went to the police station, Pan Jiwen might change his story, and he might be the one who suffered the most.

Pan Jiwen's uncle is the head of Wudahe Commune!

How could the police station not give him face?

Taking advantage of Pan Jiwen and his companion's dazed state after being beaten, he used a bunch of legal jargon to intimidate them, successfully getting them to sign a confession. The legal validity of the confession is unknown, but it will certainly intimidate Pan Jiwen for a while.

After packing everything up, Li Xiangdong went to check on his younger sister, Li Yan. He found the little girl completely undisturbed by the fight and still fast asleep. "This little thing, she can really sleep!"

When Li Xiangdong returned home, the house was completely dark; everyone was asleep at that hour.

Li Xiangdong carefully parked the car, holding his younger sister in one arm and carrying a wicker basket in the other, which contained the remaining two pounds of pork belly, one pound of pork tenderloin, and one pound of fruit candy.

Before she even entered the door, Zhao Sufang came out to greet her. Seeing her second son carrying her younger sister in his left hand and a basket in his right, she muttered a complaint under her breath as she quickly walked over and took Li Yan's hand.

"Where did you go with your little sister? Why are you only coming back in the middle of the night? What's in this basket?"

Why aren't you asleep yet?

"How can I sleep when neither of you are home?"

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