"Who would have thought that they would be so lawless."
Meng Yuqing looked at her husband with heartache, her face flushed with anger, and said indignantly.
Lu Zhiye looked at his father-in-law and sighed: "The law of the jungle exists everywhere.
The cowshed is a place where no one cares. No matter what happens inside, the village will not care.
This kind of thing is very common in many places.”
Who doesn't want to live? Not all those who were sent down were good people.
Wen Wangqiu angrily pounded the bed board: "How shameless!"
There was a flash of coldness in Lu Zhiye's eyes. You can bully others, but if you hit my people, don't blame me for being rude.
He left the photos behind and stuffed a lot of other things under the bed.
"Don't worry, leave this matter to me."
Meng Yuqing said with some concern: "Will this cause you any trouble?"
Lu Zhiye shook his head calmly: "No, you guys take your rest.
I will take care of the problem.”
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.
It was around one o'clock in the morning when Lu Zhiye looked at the room which was becoming dark all around.
He accurately found the room where the father and son were and knocked gently on the window twice.
Hearing the snoring inside suddenly disappear, Lu Zhiye curled his lips and smiled, covering his mouth and lowering his voice, "This is the room, right? I heard there are a lot of good things in the room."
"This is the room. Wait a minute, and then go in after they are asleep."
Two different voices. Wen Sihe taught him this when he had nothing to do.
The people in the room were silent, and Lu Zhiye flashed into the space.
In front of Lame Chicken's somewhat surprised eyes, he took out two sacks and a wooden stick as thick as an arm.
After waiting for about five minutes, the people in the room could no longer hold back their temper.
He tapped his shoes and walked towards the door.
The young man had a fierce look in his eyes. He wanted to see who would be so blind as to steal from him.
As soon as the door was opened, he looked around vigilantly, but found nothing. The young man kicked the wood next to him angrily.
He spat fiercely: "You dare to play tricks on me? I really didn't teach you a lesson that was too lenient."
The young man thought they were the ones he usually bullied, and he felt indignant, so he came to pick a fight with them.
He even looked up at the room where Wen Wangqiu and the others were.
"Humph, I'll deal with you later!"
Although Wen Wangqiu and his wife worked hard and exhausted every day, they didn't lose much weight. It was obvious that they usually had something in their hands.
The young man didn't think that someone was delivering something.
I thought it was Wen Wangqiu who taught the villagers to speak Chinese, and they gave him some good reward.
And that woman, even at such an old age, she still has charm.
He rubbed his chin and walked towards his room.
The moment he turned around, Lu Zhiye hit him on the back of the head with a wooden stick. Before the man fell, Lu Zhiye put a sack around him and threw him aside.
The man in the room waited for a long time but didn't see his son, so he ran out with his bare chest.
When he saw a sack at the door, his eyes darkened and he quickly reached out to open the sack.
Lu Zhiye hit them with another blow, and the father and son lay there neatly.
Lu Zhiye put the two of them into a sack, found a deserted place, and beat them with a wooden stick.
A stick as thick as an arm would normally leave bruises all over the body if hit by it.
Lu Zhiye did not hold back at all, and the pain woke the two men up.
But they were trapped in a small sack and couldn't get out.
"Don't let me know who you are, or I'll kill you!"
The young man's threatening voice was met with a blow, and he fainted with his eyes rolled back.
Lu Zhiye carried two sacks and walked directly to where the villagers usually kept dogs.
Directly dealing with these two people would not only cause trouble for those in the bullpen, but would also dirty his hands.
Lu Zhiye looked at the dogs with fierce eyes, smiled, took out a dozen meat bones from the space and threw them over.
These dogs are not ordinary dogs. There are more wolfhounds in the northwest, and they are used to guard sheep and cattle.
It was extremely ferocious. When it stood up, it was half a person's height.
Therefore, this kind of dog must be kept by the family from a young age. These days, there are many people who steal food, and even more of them steal cattle and sheep.
The dogs were holding meat bones in their mouths and staring at Lu Zhiye with eager eyes.
Lu Zhiye untied the sack and threw both of them in.
There was chaos in the dog pen for a while. Lu Zhiye didn't care what happened behind him and walked towards the big bunk bed where Wang Da and the others were resting.
After a while, the barking of the dog, accompanied by the screams of the man, woke up everyone in the village.
The village chief quickly picked up the machete in the house and ran out without even bothering to put on his clothes.
Wang Da and the others also woke up, and they all looked unhappy.
"Boss, could there be thieves outside coming in? If they see us...then we..."
A man spoke in a low voice, and Wang Da's expression changed again and again.
Finally, he clenched his fists and said fiercely, “Get into the crowd first.
If he is really a thief, follow him stealthily and don’t hold back.”
"well!"
The repeated voices of agreement made Lu Yong's heart tremble.
He couldn't help but reach out and grab Lu Zhiye who was standing beside him. Lu Zhiye gave Lu Yong a reassuring look.
He put on his shoes and followed the others out.
Torches and flashlights were all used, instantly illuminating the dog pen.
When everyone saw the scene, they immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
After all, the village chief had seen a lot of things like this, so he waved his hand and several strong young men stood up.
Whistles sounded one after another.
They all gathered around the dog pen holding big sticks.
Perhaps because they saw their owner coming, the dogs that were biting madly stopped.
A man came out leading a dog. A short while later, two dying men were left in the dog pen.
The village chief shone the flashlight on the two people's faces. When he saw clearly who they were, he immediately felt relieved.
It would be good if they were from the village. If they were from outside, he was afraid that these two people had accomplices who would tell others about their private transaction.
By that time, these drivers will just walk away, and they won't be able to wait for the second person to come and collect their things.
"Bring them out and ask them what happened?"
At the village chief's command, the other two rolled up their sleeves and walked towards the dog pen!
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