Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

A splash of cold water was poured over the fat man's face.

"Who are you?! What do you want?"

The fat man woke up and was about to get angry when he saw a group of burly men surrounding him, grinning menacingly at him. He was so frightened that he hugged his chest tightly.

Cheng Jie stepped forward and kicked the fat man: "Recognize this uniform? Do you know what you've done? Want to atone for your crime by doing good deeds?"

Three questions shattered the fat man's defenses. He shook the water off his face and cried, "Governor, I'm innocent! I was forced into this..."

"Speak properly. Did someone force you to eat so much fat?" Cheng Jie kicked him again, interrupting the fat man's wailing.

The fat man blinked his small eyes and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Now, you have a chance to redeem yourself. It's up to you whether you want it or not!" Cheng Jie lit a cigarette, slowly exhaling smoke rings, pretending to be indifferent.

"Township, Township, I'm willing!" the fat man hurriedly declared. The large group of people had arrived at the village entrance, and these tomb raiders certainly couldn't escape. He had a chance to redeem himself, and he was determined to seize it.

"Go and call out all your accomplices from both the south and north sides of the village. No matter what method you use, as long as you get it done, you'll be credited."

The fat man still wanted to bargain: "Governor, it's not that I'm making excuses, but those people are ruthless killers. If I'm exposed, I'm afraid it will delay your business."

Cheng Jie glared at him: "Anyway, I've given you the chance. Whether you want it or not is up to you."

"Yes, I'll do as you say, okay?" The fat man's eyes darted around a couple of times, and he got up to walk towards the village.

"Wait!" Chang Kun called out to the fat man. Judging from his expression just now, this guy was probably trying to sneak away.

"Look, are there any birds in the sky?" Chang Kun gestured for the fat man to look up.

"Yes, what's wrong?" the fat man asked, puzzled. What did that mean?

There was indeed a bird flying in the sky, but it was flying very high, so it was a little hard to see clearly.

Chang Kun raised his spear and fired a shot into the sky. The bird fluttered down to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Do you think it's easier to hit you, or to hit a bird?"

The fat man turned ashen-faced with fright and shook his head repeatedly: "Governor, don't worry, I absolutely won't run away."

This guy is insane! That bird was at least 1,800 meters off the ground, and he managed to shoot it down with a single shot!

If the target were myself, then those 160-plus pounds of flesh would probably be completely wasted...

Thinking of this, the fat man couldn't help but shudder and dared not have any other thoughts.

Watching the fat man walk away, Cheng Jie, Shen Yong, and the others praised him in unison: "Xiao Kun, your marksmanship is absolutely amazing!"

Even among the best marksmen in the army, very few can hit a bird a kilometer away with a single shot. With that kind of skill, no wonder he never goes hunting empty-handed.

Chang Kun chuckled to himself, thinking to himself, "If you had a skill that could hit the bullseye every time, you could do it too."

Cheng Jie arranged for the police officers to lie in ambush in the woods on both sides of the road outside the village, waiting for Fatty to lure out the tomb raiders.

"Xiao Kun, do you think that fat guy was scared by you? He won't run away again, right?" After waiting for a while, Cheng Jie still hadn't seen the fat guy leave the village with his men, and he was getting a little anxious.

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, he didn't run away." Sensing that the fat man had already led seven or eight people from the north of the village to the south end of the village.

I don't know what reason he used, but he actually managed to get both groups of people out of the village.

"Brother Cheng, they're almost here!" Sensing that the fat man was leading seventeen or eighteen people out of the village, Chang Kun quickly reminded him.

"Pass down the order: stay alert, the enemy is about to appear!" Cheng Jie relayed the orders one by one.

Finally, the fat man came into view.

He was holding his round belly, excitedly saying something and waving his hands, like a junior manager giving his employees a pep talk.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

Just as they reached the grove outside the village, a group of police officers surged out, their dark gun barrels pointed at each tomb raider.

Seeing that his mission was complete, the fat man ran a few steps away from his companions and came to Cheng Jie.

"Governor, I've completed my mission. Consider it redemption. Can you let me go?"

He dared not look back, feeling as if his companions' gazes were piercing his back.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Cheng Jie breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the fat man, "I'll reduce your sentence later, go to the side!"

There were no casualties in this operation, and Fatty really played a significant role. It would be fair not to lock him up with the other tomb raiders later.

The tomb raiders suddenly awoke from the beautiful dream described by the fat man, and facing the dark muzzle of a gun, they began to curse at him.

Just then, a surprised voice suddenly rang out: "Dad, look, it's that kid!"

Chang Kun looked over at the sound and saw the father and son who had stolen his bronze chariot. He smiled and greeted them, "What a coincidence, we've run into you again."

Before three chapters had even passed, the father and son were arrested.

"You!" The young man gritted his teeth, and just as he put his hand on his waist, he heard a "snap" and a bullet hit the sole of his foot.

"Behave yourself! The next bullet is aimed at your thigh, think it over!" Chang Kun never showed mercy to criminals.

Besides, Cheng Jie had already instructed that ensuring their own safety was the top priority; after all, tomb raiders, if they die, they die...

The elderly tomb raider quickly pulled his son up, making him raise his hands: "Governor, governor, we surrender..."

The situation was beyond their control; the gun was already pressed against their chest, yet they still wanted to resist. Did they really think the police station's guns had never seen blood?

Cheng Jie waved his hand, and half of his men disarmed the tomb raiders, handcuffed and leashed them, and then escorted them back to the city.

"Fatty, let's go into the village and retrieve the stolen goods. If we find a lot of stolen goods, I'll give you credit for it."

The fat man had no way back, so he could only ignore the murderous glares of the tomb raiders and diligently lead the way.

Chang Kun chuckled at the sight, feeling that the fat man looked exactly like a traitor from the time when fighting the Japanese invaders; his sleazy demeanor was exactly the same.

However, if the fat man is a traitor, then what does that make me...?

"I can't think about it, I can't think about it!" Chang Kun interrupted his thoughts and headed north of the village as soon as he entered.

"This is it, the town government. All the treasures are hidden in this house." The fat man bowed and scraped as he led everyone into the house.

"There's a treasure here, go get it," Cheng Jie said.

"Township government, I only know there are treasures in this house, but they're wary of me about their exact locations..."

The fat man spoke through gritted teeth, saying that he was never taken along when digging graves because he was too fat to go down into the tomb, and he was only given a tiny bit of the loot.

Well, that's it, we'll all end up in jail together. The treasure is still here, but the person is gone...

"Go in and search, but be careful. Antiques can't withstand being dropped or broken."

Police officers from the local police station filed in behind them, all discussing among themselves: "We've heard that antiques are extremely valuable, but we've never seen one before. This is quite an eye-opener."

"Valuable? Valuable things are all in museums. If you want to see them, go to a museum!"

"Hey, you don't understand. There's a saying that goes, 'If the Forbidden City has one piece, I have one piece; if the Forbidden City doesn't have a cover, I have one.' So many good things have ended up outside."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. Hand it over for free, or steal and sell it to make a fortune. If you had to choose, which would you pick?"

"Cough cough!" Cheng Jie coughed a few times from behind, interrupting the increasingly bizarre scene.