Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"That damn county magistrate is a piece of shit, a dog for a dog. He can't even protect his own daughter in his own territory."

"You think you can drag my wife down with you? You've got too much faith in me!!"

"Hey Zhao, let me tell you, if anything happens to my wife, don't even mention that Qian guy, I'll make sure your whole family suffers!"

"Stop arguing with me, go find someone right now! And if my wife gets hit, I want to see who did it, their hand! Put them in a separate box!!"

The county party committee compound.

Zhao Kaishan, who had just received a message from the driver, then received a call from Lu Weiguo.

This call was not supposed to be answered.

Fortunately, when Lu Weiguo returned, the village chief was also in the brigade.

Only after the village chief made the call could the phone be connected to the inside.

"Old Liu, what can I say to you! You take your men to find someone! I'm going to find that guy surnamed Qian!"

Damn it, at his age, he still got scolded by a young man. How dare this bastard...

When Zhao Kaishan heard that his daughter had been taken away, he was initially anxious.

However, this is a society governed by the rule of law. With Zhang Benmo's letter, he had already grasped the lifeline of the Qian family.

He was certain that his daughter wouldn't be harmed even with a single finger at home.

But. . .

Lu Weiguo's wife has no status whatsoever; if she were to be implicated...

He was so angry just from receiving the news.

He couldn't imagine how crazy Lu Weiguo would go if his wife were beaten.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's all my fault. I thought we were in the county town..."

"Brother Zhao, do with me as you please, kill me or torture me."

Driver Lao Liu lowered his head and slapped himself twice.

"Old Liu, what are you doing! Why are you making such a fuss at a time like this? Don't worry, they wouldn't dare touch Jiaying, that little girl."

If they dare lay a finger on her, I'll fight them to the death. Nobody can accept that.

What I fear most is that Weiguo's wife will be touched. You heard the phone call, do you think I'll dare to talk back?

Remember, once you find someone, the first priority is to ensure the safety of that girl named Xiulian.

Seeing Lao Liu's behavior, Zhao Kaishan wished he could slap him a couple of times too.

It wasn't because he failed to protect Zhao Jiaying, but because he failed to protect Li Xiulian.

"He...he's just a farmer, maybe a hunter at best, and a young lady from a wealthy family..."

"Go now! Listen to me! Is he a hunter? Let me tell you, if that young woman gets hurt, you... sigh! Go now!"

I knew Lao Liu was stubborn, but I didn't expect him to be this stubborn!

She still argued with him at that moment.

Seeing Lao Liu leave.

Zhao Kaishan calmed himself down.

I dialed the number and called Qian Yunshan.

The call was answered quickly, as if the person on the other end had been waiting.

But after the call connected, neither of them spoke first.

In the end, it was Qian Yunshan who lost patience.

"Hey Lao Zhao, you're pretty ruthless. A bookworm like you managed to push me to this point. Now, can we sit down and have a proper chat?"

His son had died, and Zhao Kaishan now held all the evidence of his illegal activities related to his assets.

He should have been angry, but Zhao Kaishan had been pushing him too hard lately.

"Old Qian, even in ancient times, when enemies sought revenge, they didn't involve their children or family members. Isn't what you're doing unfair?"

He doesn't seem like a typical Northeastern man anymore.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kaishan breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to chat calmly.

This proves that Zhao Jiaying is not in danger.

Otherwise, neither of them would speak first on the phone, and the call would end in the end.

"A tough guy from Northeast China? Do I still look like a tough guy now? I have no children, so what do you think I can't let go of?"

Qian Yunshan's voice grew increasingly somber, and even Zhao Kaishan could sense the sorrow in his words.

"Really? I have two daughters, so I can't feel what you're saying."

Zhao Kaishan did not respond.

"Really? Then why are you calling?"

Qian Yunshan almost laughed out of anger at his words.

The soft fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

Everyone is afraid of that unbridled mad dog; only such a person can act without any scruples.

"By the way, I didn't call to check on my daughter. I heard you also arrested another girl."

Qian Yunshan, I advise you not to touch her, really.

After Zhao Kaishan finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

This can be seen as a reminder to Qian Yunshan, and also as a way of deliberately exposing a weakness in him.

One person.

Having weaknesses is what makes the other side lower their guard.

If he had only arrested Zhao Jiaying, he wouldn't have said those things or made that phone call.

The struggles in officialdom aren't a matter of life and death; they're simply a clash between beliefs and interests.

He didn't intend to completely destroy the Qian family.

He simply wanted to bring more tangible benefits to the people, and also to make it easier for him to manage the area after he took charge.

We can follow Lu Weiguo's suggestion.

If that little girl named Xiulian is really injured, it will affect his future plans.

But often, things don't go as planned.

At this moment, Lu Weiguo was truly furious.

On the dirt road leading to the county town, Lu Weiguo and Liu Dazhuang rode their bicycles at high speed.

He fell down, got up, and continued on his way.

The hidden pistol was dug out and concealed on his person, while the machete and stun gun were placed in the most convenient positions.

The cold wind was biting, but when it blew on my face, I didn't feel any pain.

Instead, it made him even more clear-headed.

His obsession with being reborn is Li Xiulian.

If Li Xiulian were to die, he wouldn't want this extra life.

However, before he died, anyone who touched Li Xiulian would not survive!

By the time we arrived in the county town, it was already dark.

The blank letter of introduction only had Lu Weiguo's and Lu Weiguo's names on it. After verifying their identities, the two went directly to the black market.

There are two types of black markets. One type is open during the day, and the one that Lu Weiguo frequents doesn't charge an entrance fee.

Anyone can sell; it all depends on the riverside street.

Another one is a small alleyway at night, which is guarded by many people to scout ahead.

This black market can be considered a market in later generations.

Those who sell goods have to pay one cent to enter, while those who buy goods are free to do so.

These people don't earn that penny; they earn the difference by buying low and selling high.

Where is the Yellow Crane?

They found the man who was keeping watch at the door, wearing a dog-skin hat and with his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Lu Weiguo stopped his bicycle and asked directly.

"Brother He? What do you want with him?"

The man squatted on the ground, wondering why Lu Weiguo had found him directly.

Logically speaking, he was no different from an ordinary person taking a stroll and resting at this moment.

"Thud." A packet of red plums was thrown directly to the man.

Lu Weiguo had no time to waste with this kind of person. "It's not Black Cat, I have something to discuss with Huang He."

"Cat" is a term used to refer to those who crack down on speculation and profiteering.

Adding black text carries a slight irony, since those people only wanted more money from them.

"Stop your damn nonsense, or I'll kill you!"

Seeing that the man was still hesitating, Liu Dazhuang stepped forward and lifted the man up in one go.

The force instantly cleared the man's mind, even his eyes became clear.

"It's inside, brothers. Don't make a move, I'll take you there."

At least the housekeeper is somewhat respectable; he won't directly lay a hand on you.

Having confirmed Lu Weiguo and his companion's identities, he no longer cared about being beaten.

People who are willing to risk their lives for money have no regard for anything else but profit.