Do you really think Chen Feng has a good temper?
Hearing the man's words, Zheng Ping became even angrier. He had initially tried to save face, but now he couldn't hold back any longer and immediately lost his temper.
"I'm supposed to be serving you guys, and you still expect my phone to be on 24/7!"
"Don't you know why your phone is off? Are you stupid?!"
"Still banging on the door? Look around the whole village, who isn't asleep at midnight? I haven't had a good night's sleep in a week!"
"What's your hurry? What the hell are you in such a hurry for? You have to say it now, don't you? You're not going to live to see tomorrow!"
Zheng Ping roared in anger.
The man outside the door was stunned when he heard Zheng Ping's words, his face turning red and then white.
That's some really harsh language. All I did was knock on your door a little later, is it really that big of a deal?
And I'm so much older than you, I'm practically your elder, how dare you insult me?
Being scolded like this by a normally honest person made him lose face, so he immediately spoke up.
"Zheng Ping, how can you talk like that? I'm older than you, almost old enough to be your father."
"You dare to curse me? Who gave you the guts? You son of a bitch, you little brat, have you gone too far?!"
"If you're so capable, open the door and let's see how you curse me!" the man said arrogantly, pointing at the door.
He figured Zheng Ping would only dare to curse him through the door; he wouldn't dare do that in person.
"Fine, fine, damn it, I'll open the door for you, but if you're your father's son, don't you dare leave!" Zheng Ping got angry when he heard this, went back to get dressed, and prepared to grab his things to open the door.
Is it because I've always been good-tempered that everyone thinks I'm easy to bully?
The reason I couldn't open the door right away was because I was in a hurry earlier, and he was still naked.
"I'm waiting for you, you little brat! You think you can scare me? Who do you think you are!" The man was not intimidated by Zheng Ping and stood at the door cursing.
Their argument was quite noticeable in the quiet village. Some of the neighbors were woken up and couldn't help but come out to put on their clothes and see what was going on.
"Fine, fine, you fucking stay away!" Zheng Ping roared loudly from inside the house.
He went inside to get dressed, and as he was about to leave to find something, Mao Min immediately got out of bed and grabbed him, preventing him from going.
"Zheng Ping, that's enough. Why are you doing the same thing as him?" Mao Min quickly advised.
"No way, I'm going to beat them to a pulp today! They're all bullying people like idiots!" Zheng Ping's eyes were almost red; he had never been this angry before.
"Zheng Ping, Zheng Ping!"
"Put the knife down!"
Mao Min couldn't stop him in time. When she saw him pick up the knife, she was so frightened that she screamed loudly.
The man outside the door heard Mao Min's words inside and was immediately startled. Feeling uncertain, he leaned out the window to look inside.
This kid wouldn't actually pull out a knife, would he?!
Is it really that bad?!
The next second he saw Zheng Ping come out of the kitchen, carrying something in his hand. Mao Min was behind him and couldn't stop him at all; she was almost crying with anxiety.
"Go to hell!"
The man's eyes widened at that moment; he was truly scared now. When he heard Zheng Ping open the door, he turned around and ran away as fast as he could, even kicking his slippers off.
"Holy crap, why are you running away? Didn't you tell me to open the door?!"
Zheng Ping stormed out, his face full of anger, and saw the man's retreating figure. He chased after him, cursing as he did so, carrying a kitchen knife.
They chased him all the way to his house. The man ran back inside as if his life depended on it, locking the door from the inside, afraid that Zheng Ping would rush in.
Behind Zheng Ping followed Mao Min and many neighbors. The neighbors all stared at Zheng Ping with wide grins, looking somewhat intimidated.
Most of them didn't actually know what had happened and were just guessing what could have made Zheng Ping so angry.
"Come out! Didn't you tell me to open the door? Why the hell are you running away? Are you even your father's child? You son of a bitch!" Zheng Ping stepped forward, pounded on the door, and kicked it hard.
The banging on the door was so loud that it made the man and his wife inside feel a chill.
"Didn't you go to ask him to give you a seat? How did you end up fighting? What happened?"
The man and his wife were stunned and so angry they wanted to slap him.
The man, like a coward, pointed the mop at the door, as if afraid Zheng Ping would rush in at any moment.
"This kid is sick!" the man cursed angrily.
Zheng Ping smashed the knife for half a minute before Mao Min stepped forward and threw it aside. Neighbors also came forward to persuade him to stop.
"Pingzi, what's wrong? What did he do to you?"
"Calm down, Pingzi. Don't be like him. You don't know what kind of person he is."
"Yes, let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's go back first."
Zheng Ping continued his tirade, pointing angrily at the door and occasionally breaking free from his neighbor to kick the door hard, causing the nearby window glass to tremble violently.
"No way, this isn't over yet. You really think I'm easy to bully? You came to my door, banging on it and cursing at me. You old bastard, come out here!"
"Go run, you son of a bitch!"
In everyone's mind, Zheng Ping has always been a kind-hearted person. For a man to anger him like this, he must have gone too far. Otherwise, why would Zheng Ping chase him with a knife in the middle of the night?
Zheng Ping had been cursing for about ten minutes when the door opened. Zheng Ping instinctively tried to rush in, but an older woman inside grabbed him and started crying and wailing.
"Hirako, Hirako, I'm begging you."
"For your aunt's sake, don't be like him."
"He just drank too much horse piss tonight, he's a bastard, why bother with him?"
"I apologize to you. I'm sorry, Pingzi. It's all my fault. Can't you just blame it all on me?"
Zheng Ping calmed down a bit after hearing his aunt's words. The problem was that he was being held by her and there were a bunch of people blocking his way, so he couldn't rush in even if he wanted to.
"Auntie, your husband is bullying us too much! How can he do this?" Zheng Ping shouted angrily.
"Yes, yes, it's all his fault. He's drunk, his brain isn't working properly. Why are you like him? I'll scold him later. You can go back now."
The aunt repeatedly advised, and some neighbors also spoke up for her.
Zheng Ping cursed several more times before finally leaving the yard after being persuaded by everyone. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pick up the kitchen knife.
The commotion didn't end until after 1 a.m. The aunt breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Zheng Ping had left. Looking back at her slightly warped door frame, she felt a pang of heartache.
After she went back into the house, the man asked nervously, "How did it go? Did that bastard leave?"
"Go to hell! You can't do anything right, all you do is drink horse piss all day. Zheng Ping is such an honest kid, how could you provoke him like this? Why doesn't he come in and kill you? You jinx!"
The woman was furious and started cursing. She grabbed the man by the collar and started hitting him on the head.
"It's not my fault! I don't know what's wrong with this kid today, he's acting like a madman!" the man said, covering his head and trying to justify himself.
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