Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Chapter 149 Conflict

"Joint defense team".

Lin Deqiang slowly uttered three words with a gloomy face.

Zhang Wenshan was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Are they still there?"

As far as I can remember, the joint defense team seemed to have been abandoned quite a long time ago.

"They've officially withdrawn, but there's been no formal notification." Lin Deqiang glanced at the courtyard gate, his voice extremely low. "Most people have already left to find other ways to make a living; only a few reckless fools remain."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Old Cao from the police station standing to the side.

The latter pretended not to see it, frowned and said, "They acted on their own and their behavior is illegal. Don't worry, young comrade, I'll take care of it right away."

As he spoke, he walked to the entrance of the courtyard and banged on the door.

Who is it?

After waiting for a while, a nonchalant voice finally came through.

"Cao Zhigang!" Old Cao roared, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Hey, Officer Cao, what brings you here?" The door opened, and a young man in his early twenties poked his head out, grinning...

With a forced smile, he said, "Can you smell the fragrance?"

Upon hearing this, Old Cao's face darkened even more, but the tip of his nose twitched involuntarily.

Is it boiled venison?

So fragrant!

"Damn it, they've taken the venison." Not far away, Hong Yuan stomped his foot angrily, his nose crooked with rage, but he could only stand there, suppressing his anger and daring not to lash out.

"Brother-in-law, is the joint defense team really that powerful?" Zhang Wenshan asked anxiously.

He knew very little about the joint defense, but he could see that everyone present was wary and knew that a direct confrontation wouldn't work.

"The joint defense team is using the guise of helping the police station, but there's no official agreement," Hong Yuan said in a low voice, glancing at Old Cao who was negotiating. "Just keep dragging it out like this!"

"They also help with patrols and investigate speculation and profiteering, and there are all sorts of people in there, some of whom are not very clean."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenshan understood.

No wonder Hong Yuan was so wary.

This couple is corrupt themselves. If they really break ties with the community security team and expose their shady dealings, even if things stay peaceful...

Even if it lands, there will be significant losses.

As for the police station.

If they try to handle it, they have the banner of the joint defense team. If things really get out of hand, the police station will have to take the blame.

In short, this is a legacy issue.

After Old Cao's scolding, footsteps were heard in the courtyard shortly afterward.

Zhang Wenshan looked up and saw his father, Zhang Jianshe, and his brother-in-law slowly walking out, their hair disheveled, their clothes wrinkled, their eyes darting around, and their faces full of fear.

He rushed forward and reached out to help the two of them.

"Dad, brother-in-law! Are you alright?"

The two seemed terrified, instinctively shrinking away from his hand, their lips trembling, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Zhang Wenshan was instantly filled with rage and turned to look at the courtyard gate.

The young man with the red armband leaned against the doorframe, yawned, glanced over indifferently, and spoke with disdain.

"If it weren't for Officer Cao's sake, would you have been released so easily for poaching deer and engaging in speculation?"

As he spoke, he turned to Old Cao and invited him, "Want to come inside and have a bite? The venison smells delicious."

Old Cao's face instantly darkened, and he said coldly, "Your joint defense team has no right to arrest people. Don't overstep your bounds."

"Oh ho, you're making a big deal out of this. I know." The young man didn't take it seriously at all and turned to close the door.

"Bang!"

Just as the door was about to close, Zhang Wenshan strode forward, his palms firmly planted on the door, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

"Brother, don't be impulsive."

"Never mind, never mind, it's good that everyone's alright."

Wu Xia and Hong Yuan rushed up almost simultaneously, grabbing Zhang Wenshan's arms on either side, their voices full of urgent dissuasion.

In their eyes.

These community security guards are no different from street thugs; if you really offend them, they have plenty of underhanded tricks to mess with you.

They weren't afraid, but the young man was a fisherman and hunter; how could he be on guard every day?

"Hey, Chef Hong." The young man looked surprised to see Wu Xia and her husband, then chuckled and said, "Looks like they were telling the truth. The venison really was a gift for you. This is pure speculation!"

"Liu Dahai, don't push your luck!" Hong Yuan's eyes turned cold as he scolded.

"How could I dare?" The young man shrugged, speaking politely. "You're a cook at a state-run restaurant; you certainly wouldn't do anything illegal, much less buy meat of dubious origin, right?"

Hong Yuan immediately fell silent.

Dealing with Liu Dahai is easy, but there will be a second and a third after that—now the joint defense team relies on sticking together, making it difficult for anyone to deal with them easily.

In addition, he is usually perceptive and never provokes people he can't afford to offend.

So everyone stopped paying attention and just gave them some benefits to get rid of them.

Seeing this, Liu Dahai raised his chin and glanced at Zhang Wenshan with disdain.

It's as if it's saying...

did you see it?

Even your backer has chickened out, how dare you still be tough?

He smiled smugly, and with a forceful pull of his wrist, tried to close the door.

However----

The door didn't budge, and the young man's face instantly darkened: "You fucking want to die?"

He usually tries to gain benefits under the guise of public office, but he has to be somewhat restrained. However, he didn't care about that at all when it came to this meal of venison.

Poaching and speculation, even if they cause trouble.

No one could find fault with him.

"Did you hit my dad and brother-in-law?"

Zhang Wenshan asked, expressionless, word by word.

"Don't talk nonsense." Liu Dahai became even more smug. "We just brought the person back and tied them to the windowsill. We didn't hit them."

This trick of tormenting people always works.

The windowsill was at a height that was neither too high nor too low, making it impossible for someone to squat down or stand up.

With my hands tied up, my whole body stiff and sore, the feeling was indescribable.

"You can do it yourself." Zhang Wenshan lowered his eyelids.

Let's not talk about things further back.

Since he came here, no matter what he does, his family verbally objects but never actually stops him.

I'll wait for him to come home after dark, worried that he might not have enough money, and take out my hard-earned savings.

Today, it's all because of my own actions.

My dad and my brother-in-law gave me a real hard time.

He wouldn't feel at ease leaving like this.

Liu Dahai sneered, "I did it, what can you do about it? I—"

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Wenshan kicked him in the face, aiming for his groin.

This is the fastest way to incapacitate someone.

"Holy crap, ouch!"

Liu Dahai screamed and flew two meters away like a rag doll before crashing heavily to the ground.

He clutched his crotch tightly with both hands, curled up like a shrimp, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead, and let out a heart-wrenching wail.

It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet of the night.

Liu Dahai's screams alerted his accomplices inside the house.

The four men rushed out almost simultaneously.

Some had flushed faces and reeked of alcohol; some were unsteady on their feet; and some were clutching a half-eaten piece of venison.

"Damn, someone's trying to cause trouble."

"Get him."

The men were intoxicated and, being used to their arrogance, didn't bother to ask why.

He turned around, grabbed a wooden stick and a brick from the corner of the wall, and charged at Zhang Wenshan with a roar, his eyes full of ferocity.

Zhang Wenshan's gaze was slightly cold, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

He had considered the consequences before taking action.

Lang Qiuping, standing nearby, reacted even faster. Almost instinctively, he rushed forward, thrusting the axe he was holding forward and whispering...

He shouted urgently, "Brother Shanzi, here you go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Wenshan reached out and took the axe.

Just as he was about to make a move, an undeniable voice suddenly came from behind him: "Step back."

Before he could react, he felt a tremendous force approaching and involuntarily retreated from the entrance of the courtyard.

Looking to the side, Lang Qiuping was equally powerless to resist.

In contrast, Lin Deqiang shook his head, moved his wrists, and his joints cracked.

He stood still, waiting for the four men to pick up their weapons and launch an attack.