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

Chapter 318 Wang San's Eldest Cousin
While driving at night, Yu Dawei was suddenly stopped by a truck that rushed out from the road.

Immediately afterwards, two or three more dump trucks rushed out of the field, turned on their high beams, and surrounded the little red car.

Not to be outdone, Yu Dawei switched his headlights on the truck.

Seeing that the other party was still so arrogant even after being forced to stop, the truck driver jumped out of the truck in an instant. One of them was Boss Wang, who had been badly beaten by Yu Dawei the night before.

The man next to him, bald, with a scarred face, holding a watermelon knife, swaggered toward Yu Dawei's car with an arrogant and domineering gait, looking exactly like a villain in a movie.

"They really do take revenge without holding it in overnight." Yu Dawei casually reached behind him, flipped open the back seat of the little red car, and pulled out a double-barreled shotgun and a box of bullets.

Yu Dawei casually grabbed a dozen or so and put them in his pocket, concealing his hunting rifle on his lap with bullets loaded, ready to fight at any moment.

"Get out here!" The bald man slammed a watermelon knife into the top of the side door of the little red car. A loud "clang" came from inside the car, and his face was full of arrogance.

Seeing the person inside the car hesitate to open the door, and with about a dozen of his buddies arriving, the bald man became even bolder. He gritted his teeth arrogantly and pounded his fist on the roof of the little red car: "So you're Yu Dawei, huh? Get out here with me right now! You think you're so tough? You think you're so good at fighting? Come on, let's have a go!"

Yu Dawei sensed that the other party's vigilance had lowered, so he secretly unlocked the car, kicked the door open, and then kicked the bald man to the ground.

At that moment, Yu Dawei rushed out, kicked the other man again, and aimed his double-barreled shotgun directly at the bald man's forehead.

Under the spotlight of all the dump trucks around them, everyone could see Yu Dawei holding a double-barreled shotgun, pressing it firmly against the boss's forehead!

Damn it, Master Wang didn't tell them the other side had a gun!

They have their stuff in their cars, but it seems a bit too late to get it from their sports cars now.

Wang San's mind raced. He knew where his cousin's gun was on the truck. Just as he was about to quietly turn around, he heard a devilish voice in his ear.

"Don't move... if you move he'll die, I said." After saying that, Yu Dawei deliberately wiggled the switch that controls the bullet trajectory of the gun barrel.

The bald man was terrified, his face pale and his whole body trembling. He could feel the contempt for life in the other person's eyes.

He's killed someone! This kid has killed someone!

Actually, Yu Dawei was a little guilty at this moment. He was just learning from his third uncle's treatment of the traitor, Thin Monkey, and applying what he had learned.

"Don't move! Don't move!" The bald man quickly told his henchmen to stand still, then forced a smile and said to Dawei, "Brother, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I originally wanted to help my brother find a place to beat you up, but you've made such a big fuss."

"Sigh, never learns a lesson." While listening to the bald man's explanation, Yu Dawei quickly raised his gun and shot at the groin of Boss Wang as he stealthily took a step.

With a loud "bang," the next second came the agonizing screams of Boss Wang as he fell to the ground.

"what!"

Some of the people around couldn't stand it any longer, and their eyes flashed with a fierce light as they prepared to attack Yu Dawei.

"Try moving again!" Yu Dawei coldly swept his gaze across the crowd. "I have a double-barreled shotgun in my hand, and I still have one bullet left! If anyone dares to move again, I guarantee you'll all see his blood tonight!"

Everyone clenched their fists, but could only watch helplessly as Third Master Wang clung to his leg and rolled around, while their boss was sweating profusely as his forehead was pressed against the ground.

"Get up," Yu Dawei said coldly.

The bald man was shocked by Yu Dawei's marksmanship. Even though his cousin was only three or five meters away from this kid, his accuracy must have been trained!

He dared not say another word and quickly got up.

Yu Dawei didn't tolerate him. He made the other man open his mouth and shoved the barrels of both guns directly into his mouth: "Tell me, how do you plan to resolve this?"

"Waaah..." The bald man tried to explain, but how the hell can I explain when you've shoved a gun in my mouth!

In the end, he could only turn to his trusted confidant for help.

"What the boss means is, you can do whatever you want with me, but this matter is not over today." A man with a buzz cut saw the boss looking at him and, remembering how the boss's dignity had been trampled on by the man in front of him, he realized what the boss was trying to say!
We'd rather die than surrender! At most, we can only negotiate!
Yu Dawei: "..."

"Mmm-hmm!" The bald man was nearly scared to death and quickly shook his head to indicate that he didn't mean it that way!
At this moment, he genuinely wanted to give his trusted confidant a thumbs up. "Damn it! What a talent! Top-notch understanding! You've been eyeing my position for so long, haven't you?!"

Once I get through this tribulation, it will be your turn!
"You tell us," Yu Dawei said, giving his henchman on the left a look.

The younger brother glanced at his boss with trembling fear in his heart. Seeing the boss's various hints and suggestions, he gritted his teeth and said, "Boss said, go to hell, if you have the guts, kill me!"

Yu Dawei: "..."

Bald man: "..."

Well, they're all a bunch of traitors.

"Tell me yourself, what do you want to do?" Yu Dawei was speechless and could only take the gun out of the other person's mouth and press it against the other person's forehead again.

"Cough cough." The bald man gagged twice before speaking: "Brother, spare my life. Not only will tonight's matter be wiped clean, but I'll also compensate you three thousand yuan for the car I damaged. No! Five thousand."

"Ten thousand." Yu Dawei shoved the bald man's forehead hard. "If you don't pay, we'll kill him. We'll see if your knives are faster or I can reload faster."

"Ten thousand? This... fine! Ten thousand it is!" The bald man glanced at his cousin who was groaning on the ground. "The money is on your tab, pay me back later."

The bald man agreed and went to get the money, but Yu Dawei wasn't going to let him get away with anything. He took out a sling from the trunk of his car and had his henchmen tie up the bald man and Wang San first, then have them tie everyone else up one by one. Finally, Yu Dawei checked as he took the money, then took out a second sling and tied them up again. After finishing, Yu Dawei got into each truck and dump truck, looking back every few steps.

However, they only found a black handgun and a small box of bullets inside the truck. Following the principle that what he saw was his, Yu Dawei took the gun.

You can hand it over whenever you have time, or keep it for a few years as a precaution.

Finally, under the bald man's guidance, Yu Dawei received 15,000 yuan. He didn't waste the extra 5,000 yuan; he put it in his pocket along with the 10,000 yuan.

Yu Dawei then drove away. As for the bald man and his group, Yu Dawei didn't push them too far. He gave them a small knife, and as for when they could escape, it all depended on how much effort they could put in.

It was a little after 3 a.m. at a private hospital in the oil city.

The bullet had been removed from Wang San's groin. The bald man sat next to Wang San, staring at him with a sinister look.

"Tell me, did you actually investigate the other party's background?"

"This...no, no." Wang San's voice was hesitant, and he didn't dare to meet his older cousin's gaze.

"Slap!" Seeing that his cousin was alright, the bald man finally couldn't suppress his anger and slapped him across the face. "Didn't I tell you to think things through before you act? What the hell did you say before? That he was just an ordinary car mechanic?!"

The bald man grabbed one of his henchmen and said, "Come here, tell him what kind of background Yu Dawei has in the oil city."

"The other party is a partner of the Eighth Bureau's engineering equipment maintenance company, and it is said that they have a close relationship with Chang Bin, the head of the Eighth Bureau's Northeast region." The younger brother stood next to his older brother, covering his bleeding mouth as he spoke each word clearly.

Because of the previous misunderstanding, he had already been "taken care of" by the boss. He was very thorough in investigating Yu Dawei, without taking a break.

"It doesn't seem like a big deal, cousin. We're all in this together, everyone has connections," Wang San said, covering his face and feigning innocence.

"go on!"

The younger brother trembled and lowered his head to say, "This Yu Dawei also has ties with a new force in the oil city this year. The other party is also a construction company, and the leader's name is Hou Wanqiang."

"Hou Wanqiang?!" Wang San was taken aback. "Cousin, isn't that our...our client? What's his relationship with Boss Hou?"

"According to the investigation, they seem to be uncle and nephew."

Wang San was completely dumbfounded. It would be fine if they were just ordinary friends, but they were relatives.

He knew that his cousin had once been involved with Hou Wanqiang's younger brother, Hou Wanshan. The reason why Hou Wanqiang was willing to use the sand and gravel provided by his cousin was because of their previous relationship.

"This... cousin, how about we just let this go?" Wang San knew that it was absolutely impossible for his cousin to really fight Hou Wanshan and Hou Wanqiang to the death.

He could only blame himself for living a comfortable life for too long, thinking that with his cousin in the oil city, he could act with impunity at the bottom of society.

"It's fine. Even if you can swallow this anger, I can't. Since brute force won't work, let's resort to some underhanded tactics. Isn't he just a car mechanic too..." The bald man sneered, slapping the top of his head twice with his right hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Within the Eighth Bureau, if I want, no one can stay here!"

The younger brother standing to the side hesitated, wanting to speak but unsure whether he should.

According to an informant, Yu Dawei also has a close relationship with the highest-ranking leader in the Eighth Bureau, but this is highly questionable, and the informant himself was skeptical when he said it.

Because these people at the bottom have never seen the top leaders, or if they have, they certainly don't know them.

I've decided to keep quiet, since this kind of guesswork is usually inaccurate.

Besides, with a boss as capable as him, who could possibly be so clever as to immediately guess that it was their boss who did it?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Cousin, where is your trusted confidant?"

"I sent him to the coal mine to dig coal. He's not coming out of the ground until he digs out two tons of coal for me!"

The bald man glanced sideways at his bruised and swollen underling beside him: "You get out there and go dig coal too! Don't come back until you've finished mining all the coal in the mine!"

"Oh." The younger brother nodded in agreement and quickly left.

Sure enough, it was the right decision not to tell the boss those false intelligence; otherwise, things wouldn't be just a simple coal mine now.

Wang San was overjoyed to know that his older cousin was going to continue dealing with Yu Dawei: "Cousin, that damned bastard is just relying on Hou Wanqiang's connections. Hou Wanqiang and his gang haven't been in the oil city for long, their foundation isn't stable yet. Actually, we can..."

"Stop, stop talking. These two brothers managed to fight their way from the poorest village to the big city, which shows they're no ordinary people. Besides, Hou Wanshan has done me some favors, so it's not good to openly turn against them." The bald man's tone was slightly cold. "Cousin, you must never say things like that again, or someone might overhear you."

"Don't worry, cousin, I know what I'm doing." Wang San nodded in agreement.

He never expected that among all the nouveau riche bosses in the Eighth Bureau dormitory, he would encounter the most difficult one.

His cousin was not as simple as he seemed on the surface. If it came down to whether he could go toe-to-toe with Hou Wanqiang and his gang, Wang San thought it was not impossible.

After all, my cousin grew up in the oil city, so calling him a local strongman is not an exaggeration.

It's a pity... but the good thing is that Dawei and the others can move around.

Wang San lay on the bed, his bloodshot eyes already revealing a fierce glint, looking as if he were about to devour anyone.

(End of this chapter)