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

With his legs trembling and sweat evaporating, Zhao Yangyang had sobered up considerably.

Fortunately, since everyone knew that her leg was burned, no one would misunderstand her limping gait.

It's no wonder that there's a fundamental difference in physical strength between men and women.

Even though she was already a little unsteady on her feet, she still diligently cleared the table.

"I...I'll go home."

Zhao Yangyang's voice was still very weak after washing the dishes.

"It's so late, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

Lu Weiguo glanced out the window: "If someone sees you, rumors will spread about you again."

"I'm not afraid," Zhao Yangyang said firmly. "I wasn't planning on coming back anyway, and my parents are coming with me."

They can say whatever they want, as long as I can spend this month with you.

At this point, she became a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and her mind was filled with the scene from just now.

Lu Weiguo had a slight headache, partly due to the effects of the alcohol and partly due to his impulsive actions.

He said it was because of the alcohol, but he wasn't actually drunk at the time.

The thrill of conquest makes it hard not to go too far.

Add to that her enviable curves and the barely-there vest.

"Well... I think I'll stay put. My legs are a little weak, I can't walk anymore..."

"Alright then, there are plenty of rooms at home anyway."

Lu Weiguo said these words against his conscience.

But in reality...

the other side.

Liu Dazhuang went out again, dressed.

Liu Ermei still heard the noise.

This time, however, she waited a long time before daring to go out.

My elder brother's skills were honed through hunting.

She has already been spotted once.

Anyway, he always goes to the same place and just sits there like an idiot, so there's no need to rush.

It's under the same window.

But this time, the lights inside were still on.

Inside the room, two voices rang out alternately.

It was a voice he dreamed about.

It was nothing more than the plea of ​​someone on their deathbed.

The other voice was that of Mrs. Wang's youngest son.

"Brother Zhang, this really won't do. You want me to write a report, and it's about people from the same village. Anonymity is fine, but you want me to sign my name? I really don't dare."

Old Wang pleaded desperately.

After all, Zhang Dexing had caught the trouble Mrs. Wang caused last time.

In addition, Zhang Dexing is now in charge of agricultural reform.

No one in the whole village would dare to mess with him anymore.

"You can write the anonymous letter. With me here, you're not afraid of those two. One's an idiot, the other's a scoundrel. What can they do to you? Can they kill you?"

Zhang Dexing didn't care at all.

He had almost finished preparing the materials, but he was just missing a crucial stepping stone.

As long as the letter can be delivered, his cousin can make it happen.

If it's not handed directly to his cousin, it's easy to trace the source.

On the contrary, it is detrimental to reporting.

"Oh my god, is it legal for an idiot to kill someone? I really can't do that. And Lu Weiguo, he didn't offend me, in fact, he has a pretty good relationship with my family."

A person should have a conscience. I won't throw away my conscience just for a drink.

Wang Laonian is just lazy; he's not a bad person.

Laziness is a product of the older generation's indulgence; even with enough to eat and drink, he doesn't want to do anything significant.

Living a life of leisure and waiting to die is perfectly fine.

"Wang Laonian, don't be shameless. I've already told you everything. Do you think you can walk out if you refuse me?"

Or are you planning to talk to Lu Weiguo about it?

Zhang Dexing's face was long and gloomy, without a trace of expression.

After all, this Wang Laonian was someone he had carefully selected, and the whistleblower's letter contained a lot of detailed information.

It must have been written by someone close to Lu Weiguo.

As for whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter at all.

Anyone who lived through that era knows that as long as you bring up the ideology behind the content, who cares about the facts?

"How could I dare? Just pretend I didn't eat this meal, okay? I just want to coast along and wait to die. Or you can kill me, how about that?"

Old Wang is like a dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water.

Even Zhang Dexing was stunned by these words.

This Wang Laonian is different from what I knew; he's usually gluttonous and greedy.

When they see something cheap, they eat it non-stop.

He always eats the most at any village event.

Why is it all about eating and drinking, threats and intimidation, and a few dollars?

Wang Laonian remained unmoved.

"You!! Do you believe I can ruin your whole family? You really think I need to go through all this trouble just to deal with a few stinking country bumpkins?"

"Then go directly to Lu Weiguo. Why are you coming to me? I'm not doing it. Do whatever you want." After saying that, Wang Laonian prepared to get up and leave.

"Bang!" Zhang Dexing slammed his hand on the table.

Startled, Old Wang stood up but then sat down again.

However, with the sound of shattering glass, the door frame of the room flew directly into the room.

Broken glass shards littered the ground, with a few pieces grazing their cheeks as they flew past.

Wang Laonian instinctively hid under the table.

But Zhang Dexing, who had already drunk a few glasses of wine, stood up abruptly when he saw someone daring to hit his glass, and picked up a wine bottle from the side.

"You big idiot!! Are you fucking crazy?!"

Seeing Liu Dazhuang rush in, Zhang Dexing was not afraid at all.

He was only afraid of one person in Fendou Village.

Aside from Lu Weiguo, there's only this idiot who's just like the dog next to him.

You dare to lay a hand on him?

"Are you fucking trying to die? You're a complete idiot! Kneel down right now and apologize to me, and lick the glass shards off my shoes!"

"I'll fucking let you go!"

The night gave him black eyes, and also the courage to die.

Just as Zhang Dexing was about to continue his insults...

A gust of wind swept by in an instant.

Then his throat was gripped tightly by a large hand that felt like an iron clamp.

However, before he could react, Liu Dazhuang shoved him away forcefully.

He went straight to Zhang Dexing in a 270-degree turn and slammed it hard onto the dining table.

Wang Laonian, who was hiding down there, was in big trouble.

His head swelled up from being hit by the table, and his body fell backward.

He covered his mouth and begged for mercy.

He pushed Zhang Dexing off him and scrambled toward the gate.

Liu Dazhuang didn't even notice him.

They ignored the extremely pitiful screams.

He stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Dexing's foot, and slammed it against the wall again.

This finally woke Zhang Dexing up.

That was so sudden, I was completely stunned.

They only remembered to scream when they slid down the wall.

You should know that Zhang Dexing is 1.8 meters tall and lives a life of luxury, so he weighs over 180 kilograms.

They were like little piglets, completely unable to fight back.

Old Wang climbed to the door and looked back.

One can't help but exclaim, "Is this even human?"

Luckily, I didn't say anything wrong. If this idiot hit someone, it would have been a complete waste of time.

But Liu Dazhuang didn't think that way.

He took action today because he knew that Li Xiulian was gone for good.

He never thought he would go back alive.