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The village was already very quiet, and the noise from when the vehicle overturned into the paddy field had already attracted the attention of many people.

Many villagers put on an overcoat and went out of their homes to see what was going on.

Even the villagers who were playing cards in the shop reluctantly put down their cards and went outside to check on the situation.

As a result, from a great distance, everyone spotted a figure with a blood-covered face running towards the village.

He ran while shouting for help.

Behind him, two familiar figures followed at a distance.

An elderly man standing in front of the convenience store rubbed his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Holy crap, that guy looks so familiar, isn't he Niu Dali and his son?"

Upon hearing this, an older woman next to him rolled her eyes.

"You've got to be kidding me. That bastard is so bad that even the village pig butcher avoids him. He wouldn't dare chase someone with a knife!"

As the two were talking, Long Ao's figure had already quickly run past the entrance of the convenience store.

"Help! Someone please help me!"

"You son of a bitch, you stop right there! I'll stab you to death today!"

Upon seeing this, the crowd gathered at the entrance widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Holy crap, it really is Old Niu's Dali! And why is he carrying a butcher knife?"

"Judging by their posture, those two are going to fight Yin to the death! Whose kid was that first one who ran over? Did any of you recognize him?"

"No way! That guy was all bloodied and we couldn't even make out what he looked like!"

"What if someone actually dies? Should we call the police?"

"Those father and son may not be good people, but they're still from our village. Let's go over and take a look, and make sure they don't get hurt."

As for calling the police, let's talk about that later.

"..."

In no time, the crowd discussed amongst themselves as they ran toward the village.

Thus, the following scene unfolded on the roads of Kaoshantun:

Long Ao, his face covered in blood, ran at the front, constantly calling for help.

Niu Dali and his son chased after them desperately, occasionally cursing angrily.

A large group of villagers followed behind both sides, and the crowd grew larger and larger.

Some villagers were startled when they opened their gates and saw this scene.

Although I didn't understand what was going on, I still joined the long-distance running team.

"Old Liu, what's going on? Why are all the villagers running around like this? Did they find some treasure?"

"What treasure? You wouldn't even know if it was at home. Niu Dali and his son got stabbed by Yin."

I heard that guy stabbed the other person several times, leaving him barely alive.

Everyone hurry over and pull them away, lest someone actually die.

Although the group was growing, some elderly men and women eventually ran out of energy and had to stop.

However, these people did not leave; instead, they kept knocking on their neighbors' doors.

"Have you heard? Niu Dali and his son killed Yin."

"What?! Really? He's such a coward, he actually dared to use silver?"

"There's no doubt about it. Everyone in the village saw it. I heard he stabbed someone dozens of times, and his intestines spilled out all over the ground."

Upon hearing this news, the old man hurriedly knocked on his old friend's door again.

"Something terrible has happened! Niu Dali and his son have killed several people, and I heard they even killed a three-year-old child from one of the families. It's horrible."

"..."

In no time, the story became increasingly fantastical.

In the blink of an eye, Niu Dali and his son had become known as murderous maniacs among the villagers.

At this moment, Long Ao was completely unable to express his suffering.

He felt his head was spinning, but he didn't dare slow down at all.

He had no doubt that if he really collapsed to the ground, the two father and son behind him, whose brains were not ordinary, would definitely tear him to pieces!

But if you keep running, it's only a matter of time before you faint.

Without thinking, he wiped the blood from his face, hurriedly turned his head, and shouted:

"Stop fucking chasing me! I have important business to discuss with Young Master Zhou. If you delay this important matter, you two won't be able to pay for it with your lives!"

"Go to hell, do you really think I'm an idiot!"

"Let me tell you, if you want to come and slaughter our Kaoshantun village, you'd better ask about the pig-slaughtering knife in my hand first!"

Niu Dali cursed angrily, but his running speed actually increased significantly.

"Damn it!" Long Ao gritted his teeth, enduring the dizziness, and desperately ran along the road towards the back mountain.

Upon seeing this, Niu Bo's expression immediately turned cold.

"Trying to run? I'll smash you to death!"

After saying that, he swung his right arm around in the air a few times and then threw the fist-sized stone out.

"call out!"

With a whooshing sound, the stone struck Niu Dali squarely on the back.

Caught off guard, Niu Dali screamed and fell to the ground.

The butcher knife in his hand flew far away and landed in a ditch some distance away.

"Old Deng, are you alright?"

Niu Bo rushed forward to check on his father's condition, but was frightened by a cold look from Niu Dali.

"You worthless bastard, whose side are you on anyway?"

If you weren't my son, I'd fucking suspect you deliberately came here to harm me! Get the hell away from me!

After saying that, Niu Dali picked up the stone from the ground and chased after it again.

Although Niu Bo felt a little embarrassed, he was also afraid that his old man Deng would suffer a loss.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then followed.

Long Ao ran for a while and found that there was no movement behind him, so he thought that the two people had given up.

His face lit up with joy, and he quickly stopped, standing there panting heavily.

"These two idiots, I don't know what's wrong with them, why are they trying to fight me to the death?"

He murmured something, then felt his head grow heavy and the world spin before his eyes.

"You crooked-mouthed bastard, prepare to die!"

Upon hearing the voice behind him, Long Ao's expression changed drastically.

Looking up, I saw Niu Dali running towards me, clutching a stone in his hand.

"You son of a bitch, are you never going to stop?!"

He cursed angrily, then, suppressing the dizziness, he turned and ran.

As he ran, he silently chanted to himself: Faster, faster, faster!

What about Lao Tzu's unlucky fate?

Shouldn't something unexpected happen at this point so that I can escape the mentally ill person's pursuit?

Perhaps he was too anxious, but Long Ao unconsciously began to sing:

Good luck to you, may good luck bring you joy and love.

Good luck, good luck to us~~~

Little did he know that his singing at that moment was, in Niu Dali's ears, a blatant provocation and mockery.

Enraged, he roared, "Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone in his hand whistled through the air and smashed directly into Long Ao's calf.

His right leg buckled, and he fell face-first into the dirt.

"It's over!"

Long Ao tried to get up, but found that he couldn't muster any strength at all.

In his vague vision, he saw several blurry figures appearing ahead.