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

Chapter 134 Conspiracy
At night, the starry sky twinkles in the heavens, and a cool breeze blows down from the sky, scattering a few leaves by the door.

The repair shop owner hasn't returned, and I reckon he won't be coming back anytime soon.

My third uncle wants to use this place as a base to prepare for a counterattack against Ma Huijie and his group.

Right now, Third Uncle is sitting with Fourth Baldy and the others in the small hut in the backyard of the repair shop, chatting by the light of a kerosene lamp.

Yu Dawei had drunk a bit too much, or perhaps he was tired, so he took a nap. When he woke up, his mind was still foggy.

He washed his face at the hotel and waited until he was more awake before coming out. Then he went to the courtyard of the repair shop to find his third uncle and the others.

This repair shop occupies an area of ​​about 200 to 300 square meters and is separated from the hotel next door by only one wall.

The house in the front yard serves as the storefront, with a sign hanging on it. Inside, various everyday tools are stored.

When they're not working, they close the two metal doors outside and the business is shut down.

Behind the storefront, there's a small door leading to a courtyard. To the left of the courtyard is a storage room, and to the right is a kitchen. Directly opposite is a small hut where the owner sleeps and rests, containing some miscellaneous parts. It's likely the repair shop owner rarely sleeps here.

When Yu Dawei opened the door and came in, there were more than ten people sitting scattered around the room, drinking tea and chatting.

The atmosphere inside the room was lively, with everyone sharing their thoughts, and Yu Dawei's entry went unnoticed.

"Third Brother, if you ask me, we should just take some men to Baozi Mountain and confront Ma Huijie face to face. If he doesn't admit it, that's fine. We'll just smash all the cars in his convoy to pieces! If he dares to turn against us, we'll fight him to the bitter end!" Fourth Baldy couldn't think of any good ideas, but he believed that brute force could overcome anything, and whoever had the bigger fist was right!
Hou Wanshan glanced at him indifferently, and only after the bald man shut up did he take a sip of tea from his teacup.

"Find a place to sit," Hou Wanshan instructed Yu Dawei, then turned to Qi Dadu, "Old Qi, what do you mean?"

“Third Brother, we’ve dealt with Ma Huijie so many times, don’t you know his ways? It’s going to be very difficult to find any dirt on him through this.” Qi Daduzi pondered, rhythmically patting his belly with the four fingers of his right hand. “In my opinion, we should focus on making up for the lost time on the project, rent a few more cars, and finish the project as soon as possible. We can figure out how to deal with him afterward.”

Uncle San's tightly furrowed brows remained unchanged as he listened to the pregnant woman's advice while pondering his next move.

"Qi Big Belly, are you a complete coward? How can you tolerate this! Third Brother, I can't stand it. If you can tolerate this, all the brothers will suffer internal injuries from holding this in." Fourth Baldy stood up, looking at Qi Big Belly with a furious glare.

"What else can we do?! Don't talk like that without understanding the situation. Do you really think Ma Huijie is a fool?! The matter has already been exposed. Won't he send more people to his own convoy? He's even moved the location of his underground venue. Do you believe it or not!" Qi Dadu stood up and glared fiercely at Si Tuzi.

Doesn't he have any anger in his stomach?! He's just too easygoing! There's nothing he can do! If he had a better idea, he would have killed that bastard long ago!
The four bald men were rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

“It doesn’t matter how many people Ma Huijie has.” Third Uncle spoke up. He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the buckets of black waste oil at his feet. “I’m going to deliver these dozen or so buckets of oil to him. Not a single truck can get away with it.”

"But even doing this isn't enough to satisfy me. I won't be able to quell my hatred until I take a big chunk out of him this time!" Uncle San clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.

“Actually, I do have an idea,” Yu Dawei said, raising his hand as he sat on the stool next to him.

The next second, everyone's eyes were focused on Master Yu.

The various expressions of anger and reluctance that had been on their faces softened considerably when they saw Master Yu, and their eyes were filled with respect.

"Tell me about it." Third Uncle turned around and looked at Yu Dawei with great interest.

“My idea is based on the premise that you, Third Uncle, can definitely return this engine oil to them. As long as they use this waste engine oil, I’ll have a chance to run into one of their convoys.” Yu Dawei turned to look at Qi Dadu, “What kind of cars are in Ma Huijie’s convoy?”

"Seven dump trucks and three road rollers," Qi Daduzi recalled before confirming.

"They even have a road roller? That opens up a lot of possibilities." Yu Dawei pondered for a few seconds, then looked up and asked, "Third Uncle, are you sure we can get our waste oil for them?"

"Don't worry, no problem." Third Uncle sat back on the edge of the kang and looked at Yu Dawei seriously, saying, "Tell me your plan first."

“Great! Assuming the other party used our waste engine oil, their vehicle will definitely be totaled. We can then step in at the right time to help them repair it. As long as I come across those three road rollers during the process, I have a way to make them unable to move again.” Yu Dawei smiled confidently at his third uncle. “I guarantee that without my intervention, no one can repair those three road rollers.”

Everyone was shocked to hear this. Although they had already overestimated Master Yu's skills, how could he be so incredibly skilled?
The third uncle's already furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply: "Are you sure?"

Actually, both of them were talking nonsense. One asked the other to use the waste oil he had poured out, and the other claimed that the road roller was so badly broken that no one could fix it.

None of these seem like things that can be easily done.

"I'm sure." Yu Dawei's confidence stemmed from the fact that there weren't many skilled mechanics in this area. With his knowledge and skills, he knew that if he tampered with the road roller, most mechanics would have a hard time spotting it.

However, if the other party, like Uncle San's truck team, only has dump trucks, Yu Dawei really can't guarantee that if he damages the truck, no one else will be able to fix it.

Because the repair of dump trucks is now considered very basic for most mechanics. If you can't even repair dump trucks, you can't call yourself a construction machinery mechanic.

Uncle San rubbed the teacup with both hands. After hearing Yu Dawei's affirmative answer, his brows gradually relaxed, and a glimmer of light appeared in his indifferent eyes. He continued to refine every aspect of the plan in his mind.

During this time, no one made a sound to disturb them, but waited quietly for the next step of the plan.

Third Uncle silently got up and paced back and forth in the room unconsciously: "If Dawei can disable the road roller, things will get much more interesting. But..."

"Dawei, the next plan might require your help with something small." Third Uncle turned to look at Yu Dawei, his right hand stroking the teacup.

He actually wanted to make some promises to Yu Dawei, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

Whether he helps or not is entirely up to him. If the other party is very unwilling, he will send them back tomorrow and give them a considerable sum of money for car repairs.

"What are you saying, Third Uncle?" Yu Dawei's face hardened. "Have you forgotten what my wife told you before you left?"

"What you and your second uncle do is what I, Yu Dawei, do! Of course, you have to protect me, okay?" Yu Dawei straightened his back and spoke the first half of his sentence with great bravado, but the second half sounded somewhat timid and cautious.

"Don't worry! As long as I'm here, I will absolutely not let anything happen to you." Third Uncle turned around and stood in front of Yu Dawei, his face serious and his words firm and resolute.

"Then I have no problem." Yu Dawei said with a grin.

“Alright! Following your previous ideas, I’ve added some details. If it works, I guarantee Ma Huijie will suffer a major setback this time.” Third Uncle placed the teacup on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) and looked at everyone. “First, I’ll have Dawei choose a few people from among you. Qi Daduzi and Si Tuzi won’t do, and neither will I. They must be unfamiliar faces that Ma Huijie and his men haven’t seen before.”

“So, if you haven’t seen Ma Huijie and his gang of lackeys before, stand up so I can take a look.” Third Uncle’s gaze swept over everyone in the room.

Seven or eight people stood up from their seats. Although they were all Third Brother's confidants, they did different jobs.

If the project hadn't been in such a critical situation, they wouldn't all have been sent here to help.

“Dawei, pick a few people from this group and form a temporary team. I’ll tell you what this temporary team is for later.” Hou Wanshan’s eyes gleamed.

Yu Dawei glanced at the group of people who had stood up. They were all tall and strong, and most importantly, they all seemed to be in their early twenties.

But he doesn't know these people, so how is he supposed to choose? Does he have to look at their faces?

If it's a random selection, it's better to let Uncle San choose, since he knows everyone's personality inside and out.

Thinking of this, Yu Dawei smiled somewhat awkwardly: "You should choose, Third Uncle. You know them better than I do."

Third Uncle nodded without refusing, his gaze sweeping over the group: "Xiao Hu, Liu Feng, Youzi, Da Ye, and Da Qizi, plus Da Wei, that makes six people in total, which should be enough."

“From now on, Dawei is the captain of this temporary team, and everything in the team will be under your command.” Third Uncle’s eyes darted around. “Give it a name so it will be easier for me to make arrangements later.”

"Name?" Yu Dawei was taken aback. He didn't even know why he had formed this team, or what to name it based on.

"As for a name..." Yu Dawei looked up as if thinking. Since his third uncle had suggested it, he decided to come up with one: "How about 'Standing Guard Squad'? After the clouds clear, the moon will shine. I hope this plan will succeed."

“Okay, what do you guys think?” Third Uncle nodded in agreement, then looked at the other members of the guard team.

He's not well-educated, but what Yu Dawei just said sounded very refined and elegant, which was quite nice.

"can!"

"good"

"Sounds good!"

"very good!"

"Master Yu is talented! No, the team leader is talented!"

Yu Dawei: "..."

Why do I suddenly have this feeling that the team is difficult to lead?

(End of this chapter)