In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 105 Third Uncle Takes Action
The incident of smashing cars in Yongjun Village escalated for a few more days. Then, someone noticed something was wrong: three street urchins who usually frequented Yongjun Village suddenly disappeared.

Their family started searching frantically, but in the end, they still couldn't find a single clue.

Ultimately, no one knows who instructed them, but the villagers of Yongjun Village surrounded Yu Dawei's excavator, including the workers, and insisted that they had killed the young man from their village.

Yu Dawei happened to be there that day. Looking at the angry villagers who surrounded him and his group, he frowned deeply, unable to understand what his third uncle was up to.

"You bunch of bastards! You're the ones who tied up my son! If you don't give us an explanation today, I'll fight you to the death!" A middle-aged woman yelled as she charged at a worker, her disheveled hair grabbing him by the collar.

"Damn it! You guys are really giving me a hard time! Drag this woman away!" One of the workers, a junior supervisor, couldn't hold back any longer and shouted to a group of people who rushed forward to pull the woman away.

"They're bullying the people of our village! We can't let them bully us like this, we have to kill them!" Someone in Yongjun Village shouted.

Then two women at the front, leading a large group of people, rushed up and started fighting with the workers who had turned on the electricity!
Seeing that things were not going well and fearing that Manzi would be beaten up, Yu Dawei hurriedly pulled him out of the excavator cab, and the two quickly ran into a nearby ditch to hide.

"Brother Dawei, aren't you going to lend a hand?" Huang Man said that he hadn't had enough of beating them last time, and he wanted to beat up those three people's mothers as well to vent his anger.

"Damn it! There are so many people here. If we accidentally kill someone, we'll both be dead." Yu Dawei rolled his eyes. "Just wait, someone will definitely come to clean up the mess."

Sure enough, not long after, a group of people drove two green 212s into the midst of the chaotic battle. The two cars did not slow down at all; in fact, they accelerated towards the crowd.

This sudden action terrified the fighting crowd, who scattered in panic. Eventually, the two 212s came to a steady stop between the two groups of people.

Then a group of people got off, one of whom was surrounded by several people in the car. He was none other than the dark-skinned and thin third uncle, Hou Wanshan.

My third uncle observed the situation on both sides and noticed that one of the workers had half his face scratched, with bloodstains clearly visible from afar.

Hou Wanshan turned to look at the villagers of Yongjun Village and slowly approached them.

Several people followed behind him. Among them were four bald men, a big-bellied man, and four or five other men of varying heights. Each of them had a fierce and menacing face, especially their eyes, which were all staring at the villagers of Yongjun Village with hostility.

At that moment, the surroundings were deathly silent.
When Hou Wanshan and his men walked over, their imposing presence intimidated the villagers of Yongjun Village.

Having lived in the village for so many years, everyone knows who they can offend and who they can't.

Most people follow a principle: the foolish are afraid of the reckless, and the reckless are afraid of those who are reckless.

These people all had a reckless attitude towards life; each of them looked exactly like a desperado. You could tell at a glance who they were, so who would dare to mess with them?

The middle-aged woman who had been shouting the loudest just now had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the situation. She was staring at Hou Wanshan with a fierce look. She had been able to dominate the military for so many years and had seen all kinds of situations. She was not someone to be trifled with!

These few thugs, they really think they can scare her?!

"Who scratched my worker?" Uncle San's cold gaze swept over everyone in the front row, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads away, except for one woman who stared at him with malice.

"Is it you?" Uncle San asked again, his voice as cold as before.

"It's your mother! So what, my good son!" The middle-aged woman grinned, revealing her yellow teeth. The mole on her face twitched upwards as she smirked, striking a defiant pose—you really think I'm afraid of you? There were so many villagers standing behind her; try messing with her!
"Drag him into the trench and break his legs." Third Uncle's indifferent tone was as natural as instructing someone to eat or drink.

The people on the other side who supported the military thought they had misheard. This was in broad daylight! How could a big boss in the construction industry be so unscrupulous?!
However, just as they were puzzled, the next second, the bald man seemed to transform into a wild beast, grabbed the shrew by the neck, pulled her hair back and kicked her into the ditch!
"Damn it! I've been wanting to get rid of you for ages! You're the first person to dare talk to my third brother like that!" The bald man's muscles, like coiled dragons, were exceptionally conspicuous in the sunlight. Let alone a woman, even a burly man would have no chance of breaking free from him!
"They're hitting me! They're hitting me! Ah!" The woman screamed in agony from the trench, her voice filled with utter terror, as if she had encountered a demon from hell.

Those around heard the sound of iron bars breaking. Everyone in the village finally tasted fear. They didn't care who had been beaten and who hadn't, and scattered to run away.

A gunshot rang out, instantly silencing the surroundings. Those who were trying to escape were all stunned.

"Get back here, all of you! No one is allowed to leave without my third brother's permission." Qi Dadu held a double-barreled shotgun, fired a shot, and then stood the gun upright beside him. He had a slight smile on his lips, but his eyes were coldly fixed on everyone present in Yongjun Village, like a hunter eyeing its prey.

Those who know Qi Dadu probably don't know that he committed murder when he was young. Apart from his third brother, he has never really respected anyone in this world!
"They're all ruthless!" Yu Dawei and Huang Man hid in the trench. Not far away, a woman was screaming in agony, lying on the ground, uttering painful pleas. Baldy Si was squatting nearby, watching the woman intently, seemingly ready to strike again if she didn't cry out in pain. Yu Dawei swallowed hard. Thank goodness the grass in the trench was tall; otherwise, he would have been in grave danger!
I'm not exactly scared, it's just that it looks a bit... hard to put into words.

And that Qi with the big belly above, what a kind and polite person he was, how could he change so suddenly and even try to kill someone!
Uncle, that's not how the script was written!

Yu Dawei kept racking his brain, trying to recall if he had offended Si Tuzi and Qi Da Duzi. He thought that disliking them shouldn't be considered an offense...

Above, the third uncle looked at everyone who had gathered in front of him again, his eyes as calm as a still pond, and no one knew what he was thinking at that moment.

The villagers, who were terrified, trembled violently, fearing that the demon might drag them into the ditch.

At this moment, they deeply regretted getting involved in something that had nothing to do with them!

At this moment, many people had the same thought: if they were called out later, they would expose the instigator!

"May I ask if you are Master Hou the Third from Minquan Village?" Just then, a man's voice came from the crowd.

Then a man emerged from the crowd. He was probably in his fifties, wearing thick glasses, a yellow plaid short-sleeved shirt, and trousers. He also had an old-fashioned mechanical watch on his wrist and looked somewhat refined.

"Speak your mind." Third Uncle frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on his dark face.

The man sighed inwardly, realizing he had indeed offended someone he shouldn't have. He quickly adopted a martial arts gesture, cupping his fists in greeting: "Third Master Hou, please calm down. I really didn't know this construction team belonged to you. I apologize to all the brothers who have worked here. Our village is willing to pay for their medical expenses to settle this matter."

When the entire village realized that the dark and thin man in front of them was actually Hou Wanshan, the Third Master Hou from Minquan, they were all even more shocked and fell silent. Basically, in the surrounding villages, there was no one over thirty or forty years old who didn't know Hou Wanshan!

Of course, there are always some young idiots who don't understand.

"Hey Qin, are you senile?! What gives you the right?! If you can't be the village chief, just replace him! Why should we put up with this nonsense?" a young man shouted indignantly from the crowd.

"Shut up!" Old Qin's heart skipped a beat. He turned to stare at the boy in the crowd. "Our village was in the wrong first. When they were building the road, who damaged the power lines? Who sawed down the utility pole? Don't you know the truth?"

"I usually ignore you all, but you've really grown wings and are about to fly away!" Old Qin's neck veins bulged, and he was angrier than the workers present.

Such tricks might fool ordinary people, but in the eyes of Uncle San and others, men are no different from clowns.

"Third Master, do you think we can just let this go?" Old Qin approached with a shameless, obsequious expression.

The third uncle didn't speak. He rested his left hand on his right elbow across his chest, his index finger on his right cheek, and stared at the man quietly for a while.

Qi, who was standing next to Hou Wanshan, raised his gun and peeked at the man up and down, scaring him so much that he couldn't look Hou Wanshan in the eye.

"You're the one pulling the strings behind the scenes, aren't you?" That was the first thing my third uncle said.

The village elder, Qin, was so frightened that he almost fainted and quickly tried to explain.

"Don't explain. If you say another word, I won't hesitate to blow your head off right now." Seeing that the other party was about to speak, Qi Daduzi cocked his double-barreled shotgun and pointed the muzzle directly at the other party's forehead.

How dare he? How dare he! The man trembled all over, unable to believe that such a ruthless person still existed!
The third uncle stepped forward and pried the gun barrel off the man's forehead. Looking directly into the man's evasive eyes, he held up five fingers: "You delayed my project, so it's not unreasonable for me to ask for this amount as compensation, is it?"

"No, it's not excessive, not at all." The man breathed a sigh of relief. Fifty thousand yuan was not a small amount, but if they could find a way to get the whole village to contribute, they could definitely manage.

Seeing that the other party agreed so quickly, Uncle San suddenly felt a little bored. He put his hands in his pockets and kicked the road man at his feet away: "I don't want to see this happen again. This is just a warning to you. And there are other villages hiding in the crowd. I won't name names."

(End of this chapter)