"Ahhh. This, this, ahhh. Help! Help! Where am I? Cat brother, cat brother, cat brother. Damn it, help me."
A scream suddenly came from the well, clearly indicating that the person who had been knocked unconscious had woken up.
The burly men and young men in the courtyard were dizzy and drowsy from the scorching sun, but they were immediately jolted awake by the screams.
Imagine this: the ground is cold and dark, and someone wakes up to find themselves suspended in mid-air in that dark, cold place, bound and unable to move...
On such a hot day, both the bald man and the young man couldn't help but shiver.
Cui Demao felt uncomfortable and continued, "I confessed my feelings today. Can you tell me what to do?"
Just as Lu Wuyai was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out: "What are you doing, Ma Huali?"
Everyone looked over and saw that Ao Xiaoniu had walked into the yard at some point, and then walked towards the knife sharpener who had fainted at the door, holding a machete in his hand.
Hou Banshuang was biting his lip, his dark face expressionless—this was different from the Li Muyang of the past. In the past, when he deliberately showed an expressionless face, it would make Wang Ming's eyes relax. His face was expressionless, truly expressionless.
Lu Wuyai thought he was going to kill the big guy and shouted, "Put down the knife, you'll go to jail... whatever."
Just as he finished speaking, Wang Ming rushed forward, shoved the knife into the unconscious man's hand, grabbed his hand, and slashed at his thigh with the knife.
Instantly, blood flowed freely.
Liu Xiaole screamed and rushed forward: "My son! My son, your son! My son!"
Holding his mother, Wang Ming looked at the villagers and said, "Uncles and aunties, please go home, I beg you to go home. Just say you were never here. I'm going to send them to jail; they came in with knives and started attacking people."
Song Qiumin, tears streaming down her face, exclaimed, "What nonsense are you spouting? What are you doing? Cough cough cough. Oh, I see. What are you doing, cough cough."
Lu Wuyai rushed over and helped him pull up his shorts: "Quickly, give me some gauze. Stop the bleeding first, hurry."
Cui Demao gasped, staring blankly at the chaotic doorway, a look of despair finally appearing on his face: "Damn, this country bumpkin on horseback."
Lu Wuyai was furious and reached out to grab his neck.
He's terrified now, saying, "Fuck him? I admit it. I threw away that 100,000 yuan, that's it, let's get started. I kept all the money, medical expenses, compensation for emotional distress, I paid it all, I paid it all."
Lu Zhizi helped Wang Ming bandage his wound, and then quickly asked Gu Yuxin to take him to the village clinic for emergency treatment: "Let's clean him up first. The village clinic isn't very good. We should at least go to the town hospital for a checkup."
As she spoke, she looked around: "Find a car. Forget it, cars aren't fast enough. Who's faster on a motorcycle? Muyang, where's your off-road motorcycle? Hurry up and take Xiao Niu to town."
Coconut Grove Village only has one off-road motorcycle because Lu Wuyai used to apprehend thieves in Wangjia Village. He's no longer useful, but this one will come in handy.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Cui Demao threw down the money and ran away. Just then, the knife sharpener groggily woke up. Before he could react, Cui Demao jumped into the car and sped off.
Seeing Hyland drive away, the bald man became anxious, jumped up and cursed, "Old Cat, you son of a bitch, you're disloyal, let's go too..."
He tried to run away, but the little count (dog) bit his calf, and he howled in pain.
Hou Banshuang and her son were taken to town and squeezed onto off-road motorcycles, while Cui Demao and the other two escaped. With the main figures of this incident gone, the indigenous residents naturally dispersed as well.
Lu Wuyai asked Gu Yuxin to take some money and ride an ordinary motorcycle to take him to the town hospital, while he had to stay behind to clean up the mess.
Afterwards, chaos ensued, with chicken feathers scattered everywhere.
He whistled to call the little count (dog) back. The bald man clutched his calf and screamed. There was another big man in the well also screaming. To make matters worse, his voice was hoarse.
A burly middle-aged man walked up, looking dazed, and pointed at the bald man, saying, "Baldy, what are you doing? Should we hang this in the well too?"
The bald man immediately shouted, "No, no, brother, let me go, brother, this has nothing to do with me, I've been fooled."
The middle-aged man said, "Yangzi, the well opening is too small to fit two people. My well is still empty, so let him go in. I just found a rope."
The bald man screamed, "Don't listen to this idiot. Brother, how about I call Brother Jin and have him come and ransom someone? Do you want money or something else? Don't take me down the well. I have claustrophobia. It'll kill someone."
The middle-aged man was simple-minded, with a dull face, and acted like a fool. In fact, his intelligence was quite low. His name was Li Qianlai. He had meningitis as a child. Medical conditions at the time were very poor, which affected his brain development.
But Li Qianlai isn't stupid. He's just slow-witted and has a low IQ. Plus, he hasn't gotten married yet, so he's a pitiful person too.
Aomuyang handed him a broom, saying, "For important matters in the future, you'll sweep the floor; I'll handle this idiot."
That evening, Jin Hong sat at the shop entrance with a gloomy expression.
A husky ran over and circled around a few times, then lifted its leg and braced it against the chair leg under his butt, as if it wanted to happily urinate.
Jin Hong kicked him, saying, "Get away from me, you're paralyzed."
His wife was very unhappy: "Why did you kick me?"
Jin Hong said angrily, "If you insult me, I won't have any business for the next few days. And you still have the mood to tease the dog."
His daughter-in-law was even more unhappy: "It doesn't matter to me if there's no business. Look, there are two scoundrels standing outside the door, holding up banners that say who can come and buy things from our house."
Jin Hong looked out the door and saw two young men sitting under the shade of a tree, playing on their phones. Next to them was a banner that read: "Unscrupulous merchants, rogue merchants, tourists, don't be fooled."
Occasionally, tourists who come to town for sightseeing and relaxation might want to buy diving equipment and rent boats. But when they get to their doorsteps and see this banner, they immediately leave.
If no customers come to their door, where will they go to rip them off?
The fat woman said discontentedly, "You think you're so capable of finding a solution to this problem? You have so many brothers, how can you not use any of them when you need them? Where are the bandit soldiers?"
The phone rang, and Jin Hong's face darkened.
He looked at the screen and said, "Hmm, Cao Cao is here, Gangzi is calling. He must be inviting me for drinks again. I'm not going home for dinner tonight."
"Drink up, drink up, drink yourself to death, you son of a bitch!" The fat woman was furious.
Jin Hong got even angrier: "Shut up, I was just drinking. I have to go talk to them tonight about how to handle this. There's a little boy in Coconut Grove Village I can't deal with anymore."
While speaking, he answered the phone: "Hello, Gangzi..."
"Brother Jin, Brother Jin, hello, hello. Ah, Brother Jin. Come help me quickly. I'm in Coconut Grove Village, I've been detained. Brother Jin, can you come over here? I've been held hostage, something's happened, something's happened."
After a quick meal, Jin Hong was stunned: "What happened? You've been detained by the people of Coconut Grove Village. Anyone who steps on your horse is a hooligan."
“Brother Jin, stop talking and don’t call the police. It’s useless. Old Cat from Wally County is here today for the bill. I know him well. He came to help, but Mad was detained and he secretly escaped. I was detained by the kid who smashed our store last time—no, by the brother who cheated us last time. Come here, come here.”
"What happened?" Jin Hong frowned. "Speak slowly and clearly."
"Don't rush, let's get this straight first. Brother Jin, your brother, your brother, I've been detained. Never mind, let me tell you this story again. Even if you were paralyzed, you still wouldn't believe it."
Jin Hong paced back and forth in front of the store, listening to the phone. After a while, his brow twitched.
"Two were knocked unconscious, one was hanging upside down in the well," "He broke the machete," "Old Cat lost his money and ran away, and a child was slashed..."
When he heard it later, he was stunned: "You were telling a story while riding a horse. The sword broke. The paralyzed one, the paralyzed one is Qiao Feng. Grab the Dragon's Hand."
"Brother Jin, I'm not lying to you, I'm lying to you. My whole family are your grandsons. I saw it with my own eyes. The brother from Coconut Grove Village grew up in Shaolin Temple. It's true, the machete just broke like that." The voice on the phone was still shaken.
Jin Hong hung up the phone and sat on the bench in a daze.
The fat woman asked, "It's from a stick. It really is a curved blade. Where is Qiao Feng? You're going to fight Qiao Feng. Don't use the blade, we still need to survive."
Jin Hong didn't speak, but just stared straight outside, his expression constantly changing.
After a long while, he said, "I had Dazhuang buy the underwater propulsion device a few days ago. Bring it to me."
The fat woman said, "It's in the warehouse. What are you doing? Isn't it supposed to be rented out? There are customers."
Jin Hong said, "I won't rent it out; I'll give it away."
The fat woman immediately became impatient: "Give it away. Send your father away. Do you know how much this propeller costs? Forty or fifty thousand yuan, and you just gave it away. Your father can't either."
Jin Hong stood up and slapped her: "Stop yelling, you alpaca, you've opened your mouth. I know what I'm doing, go get it for me."
"If you don't tell me who to give it to, I won't give it to you," the fat woman roared. "If you hit me, if you hit me, I'll let Wanwan bite you. Absolutely. Absolutely."
The husky has vanished without a trace.
Jin Hong said impatiently, "What a slut! Give it to the child who cheated on me last time. I'll go talk to him and make him take the banner down from the door."
The fat woman got angry: "Heh, I asked you to come up with a solution, and all you did was try to play the fool. You're not the kind of person who can pretend to be a fool."
Jin Hong stomped his foot angrily: "Shut up! I told Ming Xiu to know that we should use a covert strategy, don't you understand? This is Sun Tzu's Art of War."
"Playing the fool, playing the fool, the art of playing the fool," the fat woman said contemptuously. "Like an old sow wearing a bra, you keep coming up with new tricks."
Jin Hong was furious. He wanted to get it himself, but his wife stopped him and explained, "This child offended Lao Mao, and Lao Mao belongs to Brother Long. Let's deal with him."
“And then you,” the woman began to speak.
Jin Hong waved his hand violently: "Don't speak, listen to me. He's definitely in trouble, but the stick is in his hands. I'll give him a gift. One is to keep the stick, another is to show him goodwill and get him to take down the banner, and the third is to deliberately spoil him and make him more arrogant. That way, Brother Long will kill him sooner or later. This is called 'laziness is like killing a child,' just like what Sun Tzu said in 'The Art of War.' Understand?"
The fat woman didn't understand, but she saw that her man had reached his limit, so she could only pull a propeller out of the warehouse with her fat face.
After a long time, an SUV with heraldic symbols and lettering was seen speeding along the rugged mountain road. Jin Hong and his two brothers were driving his beloved car from town to Coconut Grove Village.
"Did I drag that lousy road next door away? I think I ran into Wu Zhi, that son of a bitch, who was pooping in the road..."
They wandered around cursing as they went, and finally arrived at Coconut Grove Village.
Jin Hong called Gangzi and drove to the east of the village, where he saw his younger brother limping out. He glanced around and noticed a dog following him—the same golden short-haired dog that had seriously injured his two pet dogs.
"What happened to Woj's bar leg? How did it become a limp?" Everyone in the car laughed.
Jin Hong glared at him and said, "Shut up, you bastard, you're fucking our own brothers. Put your clothes on and come down with me."
When Gangzi saw him arrive, he was so excited that he almost cried: "Brother Jin, here and here, find a way to get your brother out of here. There's a bunch of perverts in this small local village."
As soon as Jin Hong entered the door, he covered his nose and said, "Damn it, what is that smell? It stinks. Who's taking a dump in the yard?"
"It was Iron Head who pulled him. Iron Head was shoved into the well. He probably has claustrophobia. He was so scared he pulled up his pants, 'Holy crap, you saved me, otherwise I probably would have been shoved into the well too.' The bald guy looked terrified."
Jin Hong scanned the yard with his eyes and saw Tie Tou, one of the few big scoundrels in the county.
Iron Head was anything but iron; he was bound like a rice dumpling, leaning against the corner of the wall and crying silently, a stench and odor emanating from his pants.
Lu Wuyai never expected such a good thing to happen. He only kept his bald head to scare the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party would find Jin Hong to give him a gift.
Jin Hong gave him an underwater propulsion device, an underwater propulsion device that he couldn't find anywhere in the town.
"It was smuggled in from a certain island, but nobody checks it. Who's going to check it, Brother Li? This propeller is called F5S, and it weighs 35 kilograms. It can run on the water and underwater, and on the water, it can reach a speed of 24 kilometers per hour. That's very exciting."
"Its driving force is very high, about 700 Newtons. It uses a system called E-Jet power supply. This system is outdated. It can adjust the power and speed. There are six speeds..."
"It can be used for diving, up to 50 meters underwater, no problem. Five minutes of charging gives you another hour of use. Cough, wait, it takes four or five hours of charging and still lasts an hour. That's definitely enough, right?"
Jin Hong was speechless, but he explained the submersible propulsion system clearly and logically.
The propeller is red in color and shaped like iron or a boat. It is one meter long and half a meter wide, with handles on both sides and a tFt display screen in the middle that can display data such as power, speed, water depth, water temperature, and running time. It is very advanced.
Lu Wuyai tried it and it worked! He was immediately satisfied: "Hmm, not bad."
Jin Hong was overjoyed and pressed his advantage: "Brother Li, that was just a misunderstanding between us. As the old saying goes, heroes don't give way to each other. You are a hero, haha, you are a hero."
Lu Wuyai squinted and said, "This is for me."
Jin Hong's heart skipped a beat when he saw him. He patted his chest and said, "Yes. I admire heroes. Giving you a gift isn't a sign of respect. Please don't refuse."
“Okay, I accept. I like receiving gifts,” Lu Wuyai said with a smile.
Gangzi asked hesitantly, "In that case, brother, can I go?"
Lu Wuyai was stunned: "Of course, this is not a prison. You can leave at any time. Would you like to stay for dinner?"
Gangzi shook his head repeatedly: "No, haha, I was just asking."
Jin Hong had other things to do and didn't want to leave immediately: "I came here for nothing, Brother Li. Actually, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."
“You said it.” Ou Muyang liked this Haiba underwater propulsion device.
Jin Hong laughed and said, "Some brothers from your village often come to my house to hold up banners. It's so hot outside, they feel uncomfortable seeing them. It's hot, isn't it? So, you see."
Lu Wuyai squinted at him and said, "Hehe, what am I supposed to do about this? Some people in our village are particularly righteous. They often go to some shady shops and put up banners to warn tourists. Isn't that also a way of being responsible for our Gantan Town? They actually want to prevent anyone from slandering our hometown."
Jin Hong said, "These brothers are doing a good deed... Never mind, I'll just say one thing, brother, I did do some things in the past that damaged the reputation of our hometown, but I definitely won't do them again."
Lu Wuyai asked, "I'm absolutely not doing it anymore."
Jin Hong straightened his chest and said, "That man spat on the nail. From now on, my shop will definitely do business, and I will never do anything deceitful again."
Having made such a promise, Lu Wuyai gave up the idea of having people block his shop entrance every now and then. I didn't want to push them too hard either.
He sent a group of men out, and when they saw the red Porsche at the door, they were surprised and said, "Oh, a luxury car, I like it."
Jin Hong's heart pounded. He stepped forward, peeled off the Porsche emblem to reveal a white letter 'Z', and said with a sneer, "What kind of luxury car is Zotye?"
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