The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan and Fatty's original plan was relatively simple.

They would take sewage directly from the river, sneak to Li Manjiang's house, and pour the sewage into their bedding.

This is called treating someone in their own way.

The two men each carried a large bucket, intending to find the place closest to Li Manjiang's village to collect sewage.

Walking upstream along the riverbank, you soon arrive near the dam that Li Manjiang had temporarily built.

"I think there are people over there," the fat man said, squinting and pointing towards the side of the embankment.

By this time, Chen Huan had seen clearly that the fat man was right; there were indeed people there.

A simple tent was set up next to the dam, and its lights were on.

Several shirtless men sat cross-legged there, seemingly playing cards.

"You bastard, you even went out of your way to have someone guard this place?"

"As expected of Li Manjiang, he's very meticulous," Chen Huan muttered under his breath.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Shall we sneak over quietly, knock them all out one by one with a bat?" The fat man deliberately carried the metal baseball bat he had seized on the road earlier that day on his back.

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He took it out and shook it gently a few times, his eyes filled with excitement.

Chen Huan realized that this kid was definitely a warmonger, with warmongering genes in him.

Hearing that a fight was going to break out made him happier than during Chinese New Year.

"Some things have to be done secretly; you can't just do them recklessly."

"We're here to cause destruction, not to kill anyone. If you hit someone with that stick, you might kill them."

"Besides, wouldn't making a scene alert the enemy?" Chen Huan said with disdain.

"So what's your idea?" The fat man frowned.

"Try out my newly developed secret weapon," Chen Huan said, reaching into his pocket.

That was a pre-made incense powder for bewitching.

He casually picked two large grass leaves from the side, wrapped some of the medicinal powder in them, and tied them to a small pebble.

The two quietly moved a short distance closer, and then Chen Huan swung his arm and threw the stone with the sleeping powder attached to it towards the makeshift tent.

With his current eyesight and accuracy, completing this task would be a piece of cake.

With a sharp crack, the stone struck the top of the makeshift tent with perfect accuracy.

The group set up tents by the river to keep out mosquitoes, so the top of the tents was made of a net-like structure similar to a mosquito net.

The leaves covering the stone crumbled, and a few drops of intoxicating incense powder drifted down from above.

"What was that 'bang'?" The card players were startled by the sound, muttering to themselves as they instinctively looked up.

So all the intoxicating fragrance landed on my face and entered my mouth and nose with each breath.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You're just alerting them." The fat man and Chen Huan were hiding behind a large rock, peeking out cautiously.

At this moment, there is still skepticism about Chen Huan's method.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he watched as the people inside the makeshift tent collapsed, limp and lifeless, as if they had suddenly drunk too much.

"Wow, is he that amazing?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and his admiration for Chen Huan grew even stronger.

"Looks pretty good. This is my first time using it too." Chen Huan stood up and happily approached the makeshift tent.

All four people inside are currently unconscious.

According to Chen Huan's estimate, without external interference, an average person would be unconscious for at least an hour, or even longer.

He had met these people before.

They were Li Manjiang's subordinates.

Without saying a word, he grabbed one of them and slapped him twice across the face.

The intense pain jolted the man back to his senses.

Still a bit dazed, he was about to open his mouth when Chen Huan punched him in the chest, causing him to convulse and suffocate.

"I'll ask you questions, and you answer them. No lying. If you cooperate well, you won't get beaten up. Do you understand?" Chen Huan's tone was cold.

The other person nodded frantically, their eyes revealing panic.

"Great, is Li Manjiang home today? How many people are at home?" Chen Huan asked quickly.

"He was at home, but he came here specifically to check on the work just half an hour ago."

"As far as I know, there are only three people in their family now: the husband and wife, plus Li Fugui," the arrested man answered in great detail.

"And they're even inspecting the work?"

"You do such despicable and immoral things, and you even consider it a profession and think it's something to be proud of?" Chen Huan slapped him across the face.

The man looked miserable. "Brother, we're just trying to make a living, aren't we? We all know this is wrong, but Li Manjiang is the village chief, the local tyrant of Lijiazhuang. Who dares to go against him?"

"Stop talking nonsense, where did this sewage come from?" Chen Huan asked coldly.

He had been wondering about this for a long time.

The villages around here are not very big, and I haven't heard of any chemical factories.

However, the sewage discharged smelled absolutely terrible.

The arrested man quickly responded, "There's a cold storage plant nearby, and the water used to wash rotten fish and shrimp is contaminated. Also, Li Manjiang specifically brought over the sewage truck from Lijiazhuang to sabotage you..."

When he said this, Chen Huan felt like killing someone.

No wonder it tasted so disgusting—rotten fish and shrimp, plus a soup made from excrement. In the middle of summer, it was absolutely awful.

It's a wonder that Li Manjiang could come up with such a wicked idea.

After learning this news, Chen Huanan felt that the revenge plan he and Fatty had devised was already a bit out of control.

We have to go even further than that.

He straightened up and looked around.

At this moment, he fully understood all of Li Manjiang's plans.

In reality, they used two trucks: one carrying a full load of sewage from the refrigeration plant, and the other a sewage suction truck that mixed the filth inside with the sewage.

Then, water is pumped and piped to discharge the water far away into the breeding area where Chen Huan is located.

"Using buckets is too much trouble."

"Let's go straight to high technology for him." Chen Huan stared at the manure truck next to him, a sinister smile on his face.

Next, he woke up all the men who were guarding the water pump by the river, gagged them, and made them go to the bank to push the cart.

On a quiet summer night, on a small path outside Lijiazhuang Village.

The two cars drove slowly and silently, one in front of the other.

Chen Huan and Fatty each took charge of one car, sitting in the driver's seat and turning the steering wheel.

Behind the cart, two people, each with a cloth stuffed in their mouths and tied to the cart with ropes, were pushing it with flushed faces.

The intense fatigue, coupled with the stench of rotten fish, shrimp, and excrement emanating from the car, made them roll their eyes repeatedly.

Even so, they dared not slack off in the slightest.

A moment later, the two vehicles were pushed to the door of Li Manjiang's house, which was located at the head of the village.

"Preparations are complete, now comes the surprise..."