He instinctively stepped back, but the other person stabbed him from the left and right with great speed.

The knives in their hands gleamed blindingly in the sunlight.

Yang Yanzhou felt a wave of dizziness.

The blade flashed to the bottom of the bridge, then fell and disappeared in an instant.

"Clang!"

The knife was kicked against the stone, making a crisp sound that echoed under the bridge.

The person hiding in the bushes went up and grabbed the two men, stuffing each of them with a piece of rag.

The two of them whimpered as they were dragged away by their collars.

Yang Yanzhou fell into the river and got completely soaked.

"Tsk, so weak." Lu Yun Shen lifted his foot and hooked him up to help him get up.

The water under the bridge had piled up many pebbles, but some areas were muddy, making it easy to get stuck.

Yang Yanzhou, "..."

Captain Qin arrived just in time to take the two men away.

This case involves a murder, so quite a few people came.

When he saw the two people's faces clearly, he was stunned for a few seconds. They really looked exactly like the people in the portraits.

"Yun Shen, I'll take them back first." Captain Qin nodded to them with a serious expression and left.

After Yang Yanzhou climbed ashore, he sneezed several times.

"It's time to get some exercise." Lu Yunshen said, then strode towards the entrance of Haibi Village.

When the news of the two men's arrest reached the village, no one uttered a word about it.

The villagers, who usually love to gossip, automatically shut up when they heard the chanting from the ancestral hall.

Li Zhaodi was working overtime at the factory today. When she returned to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, she didn't see any people gathered there. She wondered to herself, "What happened in the village today?"

She rode her bicycle home, but didn't encounter a single person.

She hasn't chatted with anyone in the village for a long time since her son, Wei Sheng, was arrested.

Now the family relies entirely on her income. After Wei Er broke his leg, his temper became even more volatile than before, but he dared not hit her anymore.

Li Zhaodi believed her daughter's words even more at this point: only with money could one stand tall.

Passing by Grandma Li's house, she glanced inside; the doors were locked, and no one was home.

She pushed her bicycle back to her yard and looked around. It was very clean; all the old trash had been thrown away, and now it seemed rather empty.

"Mother, dinner is ready." Wei Caixia put the dishes on the table and then went back to the kitchen.

Li Zhaodi quickly grabbed her, "Something happened in the village, why can't we see anyone anywhere?"

She was even more puzzled when she heard the chanting coming from the ancestral hall as soon as she finished speaking.

Wei Caixia briefly explained the situation and then returned to the kitchen to set out the dishes.

She doesn't want to pay much attention to village affairs right now; she just wants to make money.

"What? Li Liu's chubby kid is gone?"

"How could he be gone? I saw him playing with people this morning when I went to work." Li Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly asked after she came to her senses.

Wei Caixia: "I don't know."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Er, leaning on two canes, slowly moved from the doorway into the main room.

He had a cigarette between his left fingers, the butt of which was bright red.

"Dad, dinner's ready." Wei Caixia hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Li Zhaodi pulled up a chair and sat down, then continued to ask, "Wei Er, do you know what happened?"

Wei Er looked up, glanced at her, and then said slowly,

"You women shouldn't pry into village affairs."

Li Zhaodi picked up her rice bowl and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, muttering to herself.

"You're being supported by us women now."

Wei Caixia's lips twitched slightly; her mother was finally no longer someone who only knew how to shout.

Her father was so speechless that he dared not utter a single word.

The port lost money after her leg was broken, but her father, being a miser, would never spend the money.

Wei Er poured himself a glass of wine, drank it, and then slowly said, "Those two enemy agents disguised as beggars have been arrested. They were just having a meeting in the village."

Li Zhaodi smacked her lips. "Looks like our bad luck has moved to Granny Li's house."

"If you don't keep a close eye on your own child, whose fault is it?"

Wei Caixia quickly served food to her mother and shut her up.

The villagers are really upset about this. Everyone has a child, and everyone feels like they have a stone stuck in their heart.

Moreover, once she said something like that, her mother would blurt it out as soon as she went out.

"After you finish eating, go to the ancestral hall and lend a hand; things are in complete chaos there right now."

"Keep your mouth shut then, or I won't be able to help you if you get beaten up. I'm a cripple now." Wei Er's eyes flashed with a cold light as he looked at her.

Li Zhaodi opened her mouth to retort, but upon meeting his gloomy gaze, she immediately shut up.

But she thought to herself, after a long day, she still had to save face for the Wei family, so she went to show her face for a while and then came back.

Darkness enveloped the village, and moonlight poured onto the main road.

Every household kept their doors tightly shut, and the streets were quiet.

The chanting emanating from the ancestral hall, mixed with rhythmic drumbeats, sent chills down one's spine.

Lin Ziyan leaned against the window, listening to the sounds from the ancestral hall, her expression complex.

When she was reborn, she heard the same voice.

Jiaojiao clung to her leg, looking wilted and listless like a frostbitten eggplant.

"Sister, does this mean Little Fatty can't play with me anymore?" Jiaojiao bit her lip, her eyes reddening again.

Xiaoxiao was practicing calligraphy at her desk when she turned and glanced at her.

"Yes, he went to a place where he can sleep in as late as he wants," Lin Ziyan reassured her, patting the top of her head.

Such chanting can both make people sad and bring them peace of mind.

Jiaojiao nodded, wiped away her tears, let go of her leg, and ran to her desk to draw.

Lin Ziyan recalled the phone call she received that evening, and her eyes darkened.

The two men came to the village this time because of the baby in the fat girl's belly.

Running into Tiger was just an accident, and Big Fatty took their candy and cookies and then took his younger brother out.

Meanwhile, in the He family's courtyard...

Yang Yanzhou was doing pull-ups like Lu Yunshen, and he still remembered Lu Yunshen's comment about how weak he was earlier.

What's weak?

When he was in college, he was the captain of the school basketball team. Otherwise, how would he have dared to confess his feelings to Pei Zhuling?

The chanting stopped, and then the drumming began again.

Lu Yun Shen was doing his daily exercise with ease, completely unaware that his friend was competing against him.

After he did 30 pull-ups, he was ready to continue his normal training.

A gasp came from the side.

"Brother Shen, leave your brother a way out?" Yang Yanzhou slumped in a rattan chair, his hands clasped together.

The evening breeze carried a slight chill, and goosebumps instantly rose on his arms.

Lu Yun Shen glanced at him and continued with his daily training.

Under the moonlight, his well-defined abdominal muscles were clearly visible, glistening slightly with moisture.

The taut muscles of the back are slowly sliding.

"Tsk, tsk," Yang Yanzhou glanced at it, then looked down at his slightly protruding belly, his eyelids twitching.

No wonder Pei Zhuling didn't hug his waist when she came back this time. Was she being rejected?

Yang Yanzhou regained his strength instantly.

Comparisons are odious; no matter how much he practices, he'll never be as good as Brother Shen.

Others train to thicken their necks and develop wider jaws.

When Brother Shen put on his clothes, he looked like a recent college graduate.

Yang Yanzhou sighed and did push-ups to the side.

Lu Yun Shen's eye twitched slightly, and he said lazily, "For the sake of a single sentence, you're planning to walk with a limp tomorrow?"

But only a floating shadow responded to him...