Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Upon hearing this, the people of Qinjiatun were enraged—"5000 jin? Why don't you just rob us?!"

Uncle Huang simply shrugged: "I'm just robbing them!"

"Either give us 5000 jin of grain, or we'll take this purchasing agent to the county police station and have him shot!"

Qin Dingsong clenched his fists: "You, surnamed Huang, dare?!"

Uncle Huang, brandishing a cleaver and pointing it at Qin Dingsong, roared, "You, surnamed Qin, if you dare send my son to be executed, you'll see if I dare send your apprentice there too!"

"If you do the first day of the month, I'll do the fifteenth. What wouldn't I dare to do!"

Director Qian stepped forward and continued, "Not only that, but from now on, our brigade must also receive 2000 jin of grain every month, otherwise..."

He didn't say anything more, but Director Qian looked at Zhang Dabiao with a sinister smile.

This really made Zhang Dabiao laugh in anger.

He hadn't wanted to expose these people's delusions so quickly, but now that they were already pushing their luck, he was too lazy to pretend anymore.

"Go to hell!"

"Two thousand catties a month? I won't give you a single grain of rice!"

"Go ahead and call the police station! Who's afraid of who!"

"Jingru, go report this to the police immediately! Also, call Guangtian and his men and tell them my new invention has been stolen and I've been kidnapped. Get the ministry involved!"

Everyone was stunned. How could this purchasing agent be so brave?

Isn't he afraid of getting shot?

But Qin Jingru suddenly realized what Zhang Dabiao meant and ran back without saying a word.

This suddenly panicked the people of Xiagezhuang—[Are they serious?]

Director Qian looked at the Swiss Army knife in his hand and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you afraid we'll arrest you and take you to the police station? Speculating on nearly ten thousand kilograms of grain is no small crime!"

"That could get you shot!"

Even Qin Dingsong panicked a little: "Da Biao, don't do anything reckless."

Zhang Dabiao shrugged, breaking free from Uncle Huang's grasp. He then turned around and arrogantly shouted at them, "I have over 40 in bank deposits, over 3 in remittance certificates, and 10 in remittance certificates I've donated!"

"If I need to speculate, I buy grain directly from the overseas remittance store in a perfectly legitimate way!"

In the 60s, his savings of over 40 yuan shocked everyone.

Even Uncle Huang, who stepped forward to grab Zhang Dabiao, was intimidated.

Nobody could believe it.

Director Qian couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood for a moment, muttering to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"And even if you have that much money, what makes you think you can provide Qinjiatun with 2000 jin of grain every month?"

Zhang Dabiao laughed loudly: "I'm giving this to my master as a sign of respect. I'm doing it willingly. I have money to burn, so what's it to you?"

Suddenly, a skinny guy in the crowd from Xiagezhuang said in a panic, "I've heard that someone from the Jiaodaokou Subdistrict Office donated 10 yuan worth of remittance certificates. His name is Zhang Dabiao... The Subdistrict Office even put up a blackboard bulletin board..."

"Could it be you?"

Zhang Dabiao laughed arrogantly, "It's me, Master Biao!"

"Kidnapped me? Kidnapped me, the 'Brother Biao' who's nominally affiliated with the ministry? Stole my food and belongings, and then accused me of speculation and profiteering? And then tried to extort me?!"

"You're all going to get shot!"

They didn't understand what Zhang Dabiao meant by being "listed in the ministry," but they did understand one thing: in these days, donating 10 yuan in remittance certificates meant you were definitely a key target for higher-ups!

Moreover, since he could donate so much, he must still have remittance certificates on hand, which means he really doesn't need to speculate or engage in arbitrage; he can buy them openly and honestly!

This has caused a misunderstanding—

It's time to mention the teppanyaki grill!

Director Qian was even trembling slightly; this was going to be investigated by the higher-ups—

They're doomed!

They thought they had a major hold on Qinjiatun and had caught a speculator. Even if things got out of hand and they were handed over to the police station, they would still be credited.

But now—

That would really be considered kidnapping!

We're doomed!

Director Qian was in a panic, unsure how to handle the situation, and he unconsciously looked at Qin Dingsong.

Qin Dingsong looked at him with pity and nodded, indicating that what Zhang Dabiao said was true.

You're finished.

Qin Dingsong's original intention was to first secure the person's safety and then report the incident to the police. There was no need to fight to the death with them. The main concern was that Zhang Dabiao might be accidentally injured.

Who knew that little Zhang Dabiao would spill everything out?

However, Uncle Huang was blinded by Zhang Dabiao's claims of 40 yuan in savings and over 3 yuan in remittance certificates.

Wealth is a powerful motivator; he's already succumbed to it.

He grabbed Zhang Dabiao by the collar and dragged him over: "40 yuan in savings, over 3 yuan in remittance certificates, all mine!"

"Old Qian, kill them!"

"These are all ours now!"

Zhang Dabiao – [Hey, they don't seem afraid at all?]

Is he really that brave?

Director Qian was still hesitating when the young woman from the other brigade had already reported the incident to the police. Was it time to act...?

"Old Qian! What are you still hesitating for?!"

"If the police come, we'll all have to go in! There's no time!"

Taking advantage of their hesitation, Qin Dingsong waved his hand and shouted, "Save them!"

Director Qian's eyes reddened, and he waved his hand dismissively: "Kill them!"

We have to take a gamble, and with 13 against 5, the advantage is in my hands!

After killing him, they kidnapped Zhang Dabiao, got their money and remittance certificates, and then hid in the mountains!

Once you've got the money and the ticket, you can move to another place to live—that's all there is to it!

More than 40!

They'll live a life of comfort, wealth, and luxury, without a worry in the world!

Zhang Dabiao was stunned. "We've suddenly become like this?"

But now was not the time to hesitate. Zhang Dabiao slammed his head into Uncle Huang's nose, breaking free from his hold. No one expected that this young boy would be so strong.

"Holy shit?!" Uncle Huang's entire nose was shattered, tears, snot, and blood splattered everywhere, and he was in excruciating pain. Instinctively, he swung his wood-chopping knife at Zhang Dabiao's head!

At this moment, Zhang Dabiao, with his hands bound, was backing away, still somewhat unsteady on his feet.

We're doomed!

Zhang Dabiao wasn't afraid of death, but how to explain his disappearance after death and his resurrection?

This isn't the lake anymore, it's an open space!

In an instant, a figure rushed in front of him, blocked the attack, and the wood-chopping knife bounced up.

It's Qin Mancang!

But that wasn't all. He casually slashed his neck, leaving a gash that gushed blood like a fountain.

Without the slightest hesitation!

Qin Dingsong also became fierce and shouted—

"kill!"

And so, the two groups of people began a frenzied battle.

When the police arrived, the threshing ground was covered in blood and lay dead on the ground.

Qin Mancang killed three people, and he was the first to make the killing.

Regardless of whether he was right or wrong, the murderer was already guilty, so Qin Dingsong let him escape immediately.

The others from Qinjiatun only injured and crippled a few of the other party, but did not kill anyone, and they were trying to save people.

Zhang Dabiao, however, didn't even untie the rope; he was keeping it as evidence.

In addition, people from the ministry also came; they were the three assistants who had followed Zhang Dabiao before, all of whom were cadres.

Everyone was taken to the county police station, and the matter became clear after the first trial. The police station quickly determined the nature of the case.

Director Qian should be executed.