Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

Although Jian Long and Jian Wei both share the surname Jian, they are not related by blood. There are many people with the surname Jian in Xiayong Village.

As Jian Long spoke, he ran over with a smile, making a subtle gesture with his right hand and tapping his chest.

An Xiaohai had certainly seen this gesture before; Gui Liu and Guo Xiangshui had both made the same gesture to him.

"Who do you think you are? You think you have any pride? Doesn't Brother Hai have any pride?!" Er Mao said to Jian Long with his chin raised and his nostrils flared, his attitude extremely arrogant.

"Er Mao, don't talk, come here," An Xiaohai reminded Er Mao, afraid that he would be taken advantage of.

Others may not know who Jian Long is, but An Xiaohai does, though he can't be completely sure yet. If Jian Long really is one of Haiyaozi's men, the clueless Er Mao might suffer a loss.

Er Mao wasn't stupid. As soon as An Xiaohai spoke, he immediately came back and stood behind An Xiaohai.

"Xiao Hai, we're all from the same village. Look at all these people here, they've all watched you grow up. Don't be so ruthless, haha!" Jian Long said with a laugh.

"Yeah, we're all from the same village. I never expected them to come to my house and smash it to pieces. They watched me grow up, watched my family get bullied, they just watched, right?"

Although An Xiaohai knew Jian Long's identity, he still spoke very impolitely.

First, Jianlong believed he had hidden himself very well, and no one knew his true identity;

Secondly, An Xiaohai will not let the sea hawks go sooner or later, so there is absolutely no need to be polite.

"Look at what you're saying, stop this. We'll see each other all the time. The Scissors family really is broke. How about this, I'll give them 1000 yuan, and I'll pawn my face here for 1000 yuan, okay?"

"If you ever need anything in the future, just come to me. I, Jian Long, will never hesitate. How about that?"

"Okay, that works," An Xiaohai thought for a moment and nodded. "Brother Long's influence is worth at least 1000 yuan."

"Great job!" Jian Long gave An Xiaohai a thumbs up and immediately took out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out 10 bills and gave them to An Xiaohai.

"Listen up, everyone! Scissors is my brother. I'm pleading for him, and Brother Hai is giving me face by only accepting half. I only care about Scissors; the rest is none of my business. Understand?!"

Everyone understood perfectly; Jianlong's meaning was clear.

"Scissors, apologize to Brother Hai, then come with me," Jian Long said, turning to Jian Wei.

"Brother Hai, I was wrong, I deserve to die, I'll never do it again!" Jian Wei said, slapping himself twice.

The sound of that slap struck the hearts of everyone present.

"Alright, you can go now," An Xiaohai nodded.

Jian Wei chuckled, stood up as if nothing had happened, and followed behind Jian Long.

"Xiao Hai, thanks!"

Jian Long greeted An Xiaohai and left with Jian Wei. Before leaving, he nodded slightly to Fourth Brother, who blinked in response.

An Xiaohai spread out the money in his hand, looked at it in the sunlight for a while, then covered his nose with it and took two deep sniffs.

This is the taste of money, a taste so familiar, so sweet!

The smell involuntarily reminded An Xiaohai of the day two years ago when the accident happened, when the sharp knife was shoved into his hand, and the faint scent of Chuanye behind him.

An Xiaohai slowly walked over to Zhou Weiguang with the money, squatted down, and whispered in his ear:

"Zhou Weiguang, sometimes I don't understand, just how much benefit did they give you?"

You help them raise their son, and you also help them cause trouble for me, but I haven't seen you do any better. I'm a released convict, and I've come to your door to cause trouble. Where are they?

That's incredibly unfair of a high-ranking official from such a large province!

An Xiaohai's words shocked Zhou Weiguang, who looked at An Xiaohai with disbelief.

"How did he know? This is terrifying!..." Countless thoughts raced through Zhou Weiguang's mind, his heart in turmoil!

"Alright, I've vented my anger and collected all the debts I needed to collect. Village Chief Zhou, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

I advise you to say what you're thinking to my face now, and stop trying to pull any tricks behind my back. And definitely stop harassing my family. Everyone has family, right?

Zhou Weiguang was now in a daze.

Zhou Weiguang knew very well how terrifying Zhou Jianhong was.

This An Xiaohai is no ordinary person. Not only did he get out of prison unscathed, but he has also entered the underworld and even managed to get close to a powerful figure in it! Even Zhou Jianhong probably won't be able to do anything to him anytime soon.

However, while Zhou Jianhong could do nothing to An Xiaohai, he was more than capable of dealing with him. With just a flick of Zhou Jianhong's little finger, everything Zhou Weiguang possessed would immediately vanish into thin air!

"Zhou Weiguang, Zhou Weiguang, how could you be so foolish? For such a small amount of benefit, why did you let that woman be bewitched? You're utterly stupid..."

Zhou Weiguang was filled with remorse.

"What are you all doing here? What happened?!" Just then, a voice rang out.

An Xiaohai turned his head and saw that it was Fan Chaocai who had arrived.

Fan Chaocai, the director of the Xiadong Town Police Station, is about 40 years old. He is dark-skinned and muscular, and always has a cigarette in his mouth. He rarely wears a police uniform and looks like an ordinary villager.

Apojiao Village, Xiayong Village, and Shatoujiao Village are all under the jurisdiction of Xiadong Town.

In the past, An Xiaohai wouldn't have had any particular opinion about Fan Chaocai, but now it's different. An Xiaohai discovered that Director Fan had a very strong underworld aura.

With such people maintaining local order, it's no wonder that Jian Long and his gang were hiding in Xia Yong Village, while such a large so-called environmental monitoring station was built in Apojiao Village.

Fan Chaocai, while smoking a cigarette, walked over to Zhou Chuanfu, who was still lying on the ground. He picked up Zhou's wrist, glanced at it, and then ignored it.

An Xiaohai's cut looked scary, but it wasn't actually that deep. Zhou Chuanfu's screams were purely psychological; he couldn't see his wound and thought his major artery had been cut.

"What are you doing? Why are you all gathered here? Are you trying to cause trouble?!" Fan Chaocai glared at Zhou Weiguang and An Xiaohai, his eyes wide, while he chose to ignore Fourth Brother's group.

An Xiaohai knew very well that Director Fan must have arrived long ago, but he had been hiding and hadn't shown up until now, when things had gotten pretty much out of hand.

This way, you can both clean up the mess and avoid accidental injury.

"Director Fan, help! Murder!" Zhou Weiguang's wife woke up at some point and cried out to Fan Chaocai.

"Murder? I'm standing right here, who would dare to kill someone in broad daylight?! Is there no law anymore? Is there no justice?"

"It's him, An Xiaohai!" Zhou Weiguang's wife said through gritted teeth, pointing at An Xiaohai.

"He killed someone, but who did he kill?"

"My son! My son was stabbed by him!" Zhou Weiguang's wife screamed in anguish.

"You were stabbed with a knife? No, I just checked, he's perfectly fine, just a small cut on his hand. Take him to the clinic to get it bandaged up, otherwise it'll scab over."

"Is my son alright?"

"Of course it's okay."

"My son!" Zhou Weiguang's wife cried out as she scrambled to Zhou Chuanfu's side. After checking him over, she finally felt a little relieved.

Zhou Chuanfu's wound wasn't deep, but he was terrified and his body was trembling. Zhou Weiguang's wife held him tightly in her arms.

"Stop causing trouble here, everyone. Come with me to resolve this issue. The rest of you, disperse. Stop looking for trouble!"

After Fan Chao finished speaking, he turned and left with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands behind his back. The direction he went was towards the Xiachong Village Police Station.

An Xiaohai nodded to his fourth brother, who waved gently. An Xiaohai smiled slightly and followed Fan Chaocai away.