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  "Old two......" I stared blankly at the man who quietly walked back from beside me, and for the first time, I found that Er Dai could be so handsome.

  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, you beat someone up. You're an outsider, he's a local, and you still think nothing of it? China's rural areas are very particular about neighborhood relationships. When one family is in trouble, eight directions support them. In an instant, we three were surrounded by angry villagers who formed a circle around us, with some holding bricks, wooden sticks, and vegetable baskets. Men, women, young, and old all gave us a thunderous welcome, and the people of Zhejiang are not known for being subtle in their scolding. This place is remote, and the local customs are rough. That guy was probably still a bit of a big shot in his village, but after being beaten up like that under everyone's noses, he wouldn't let it go easily.

  I didn't see that guy get up, after being kicked by Er Bai, he immediately fainted with a mouthful of blood, probably seriously injured. A few young people were already eager to try, one of them wearing a denim jacket was quite fierce, holding a water pipe and charging towards us. I've been in fights before, but one-on-one is about the opponent's physique, against hundreds, I think surrendering is more reliable.

  That little guy swung a steel pipe, making a "whooshing" sound, mixed with the wind, as if a certain martial arts master had possessed him at that moment. He shouted profanities towards Er Dai's head, which was about to be smashed. If he hit it, he would definitely end up on the ground, and the scene had completely lost control. I was held back by several people who grabbed my chest, unable to break free, while those women's claws scratched at my arms and neck. Cha Wenbin wasn't much better off than me, but luckily his reputation was good, and many people in the area knew him, so he hadn't been beaten up yet, just restrained.

  "In this situation, I could only shout at the top of my lungs: 'Lao Er, run quickly!'"

  It turned out that my worries were completely unnecessary. If the guy wielding the steel pipe was a master from a martial arts novel, then Er Dai was the kind of half-human, half-god creature that appears in fantasy novels. There's still some difference between humans and gods, after all. In the blink of an eye, the pipe was about to split his skull open, but Er Dai didn't even bat an eyelid. All I heard was a "whooshing" sound, and a black shadow flashed before the guy's face. I reckon he'd never seen anyone as formidable as this in his life. By the time he came back to his senses, the steel pipe in his hand had been reduced to just the bit clutched in his fist.

  Er Dai drew his knife too quickly, so later people all said he was a disciple of some great master from a certain mountain, an unsung hero. With just one knife, the cold moonlight flashed by, and with a chop like cutting firewood, that steel pipe was cut into two segments. The poor young man, due to inertia, was still moving forward, Er Dai's body lightly shifted to the side, and the young man slid past his forehead.

  Thinking that Er Dai would let him off so easily, but Er Dai wouldn't be Er Dai if he did. I found out that this guy not only doesn't talk reason, but is also absolutely ruthless. He simply stretched out his foot and lightly tripped him up, and the poor kid started flying in mid-air, flying about two meters before heavily colliding with the ground. The entrance of Lao Guan's house originally had a stone-carved large water trough for raising cattle, placed in the courtyard. Unfortunately, the poor kid's front teeth heavily collided with the water trough, as if he wanted to compare which was stronger, Huang Gangyan or human bones. With a "crack" sound, his front teeth immediately shattered.

  Looking at Er Dai, he seemed as if nothing had happened at all. Instead, he squatted down and gently wiped his pointed leather shoes, just because there was a bit of dust on them. By the way, I forgot to mention that Er Dai is particularly fond of cleanliness. Apart from taking care of himself every day, he would also give his brother Da Da a bath.

  Lao Er's move was extremely shocking, in the blink of an eye, the opponent lost two major generals, instantly boosting our side's momentum. In a situation where we were outnumbered, this kind of ferocity was exactly what was needed, catch the thief first and then the king, shoot the bird that sticks its head out. Sure enough, the opponent was intimidated by Lao Er's move, and for a moment, the scene fell silent, even I was stunned.

  I tidied up my disheveled clothes and even took the time to fix my messed-up hairstyle, then walked over to Er Gou with a big thumbs up: "Er Gou, you're really awesome, nice job!"

  I thought the sudden appearance of a master could really knock down a group of people, but I was wrong. When you are surrounded, the smartest way is to wait for rescue, and it's waiting for rescue without resistance.

  Suddenly, someone in the crowd opposite shouted: "Kill them!" Then, countless fist-sized stones of various kinds flew through the air. If you can't beat people up close, you can attack from a distance! The wisdom of the working people should never be underestimated!

  Good grief, this hail of stones made me scurry for cover with my head in my hands. I thought Second Stupid would still be there striking a pose, but who knew that guy would be the first to rush into the house and hide? Just because I call him Second Stupid doesn't mean he's really stupid. At this moment, Princess Ping stood up, and amidst the hail of stones, she suddenly knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times, saying: "Uncles, aunts, sisters, my sister's body is still warm, and my mother is ill. You can either mock us or sympathize with us today, but please let us take care of the funeral before you lecture us. This is me begging you to show mercy and spare us this once. If you're willing, please stay and lend a hand. We'll manage to scrape together some simple food and drink."

  The queen said these words with not a single tear in her eyes, each word clearly and distinctly reaching every person's ears. This woman was truly capable of adapting to situations, having a bit of the demeanor of a noble lady. I had misjudged her.

  The woman's intervention was much better than the men's violence, and the scene temporarily calmed down. However, since Er Bao had injured someone, there were a few people on the other side who refused to give up and continued to provoke them. The crowd suddenly surged forward, and in an instant, they almost stormed into the Fang family's compound.

  Just then, my dad arrived, and not only him, but the whole village came! The scene was chaotic, with drums beating loudly, people packed like a mountain, knives, guns, clubs, and shouts filling the air!

  What's going on is that someone called our village and said that the people from Hong Village were surrounded by people in Shang'an Village, and my dad just happened to be in the village handling some business. The village chief asked who it was, and the other party said it seemed like one of them was Xia Laoliu's precious son. How strange! Now things are good, my dad knew his own son had been surrounded by people, so he immediately used a loudspeaker in the village to shout: "People from Hong Village, young and old, listen up! Our people from Hong Village have been beaten by Shang'an Village, is our village easy to bully? Bring your weapons and gather with me at the village entrance!"

  With just one shout, those who were still running around stopped. My dad was originally the captain of the militia team, so he directly opened the ammunition depot and all sorts of guns came out, including Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, Type 38 Arisaka rifles, and homemade shotguns. Some people even brought their own hunting guns to join in. Those who didn't have guns grabbed kitchen knives or farming tools like hoes and pitchforks. Over a hundred people marched towards Shang'an Village, and as soon as they entered the village, they saw the people of Shang'an Village shouting insults. My dad immediately fired two shots into the air, and in an instant, the other side fell silent.

  What's the point of being afraid of those who are ruthless, and the ruthless being afraid of those who are reckless? The reckless ones only fear those who don't care about their lives! People are all the same, whoever has the harder fist is the one with the reason. Since ancient times, it's been like this in our village. Hongcun is no exception, let alone when it comes to unity. And besides, my dad personally took charge. What kind of person was Xiaoliu who single-handedly chased away the Red Guards back then? He had fought battles, fired guns, seen blood with his own eyes, and stepped on corpses - would he allow his son to be bullied by others?

  In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, everyone in Shang'an Village was squatting on the ground with their hands covering their heads. Can you still be arrogant?

  At that time, the village chief of Shang'an Village also rushed over. He was afraid that if this matter were to blow up, he would be the first to be removed. This guy looked like a fat head and big ears, holding two cigarettes in his hand, hastily running over to give each of the uncles in Hongcun Village a cigarette and asking how they were doing. After making the rounds, he came to my father with a nod and a bow, saying: "Hey, Old Xia, look at this commotion, isn't it just kids fighting? Why did you have to call over the adults and make a scene? Don't you think that's something to be laughed at?"

  "My dad is also not polite when speaking, he directly said: 'Old Li, I say you people from Shang'an village are uneducated. So many people come to watch a young girl's family make a joke, today someone in their family died and they're still pulling shit on others. How did you become the village head? If you can't do a good job as the village head, it doesn't matter, tomorrow we'll just change to a capable one. It doesn't matter if I'm making a joke, at most it's just bullying you when there are many people and being bullied by you when there are few people. But how can this joke be taken outside?"

  The village chief's face turned red and white as he was choked by these words, unable to utter a single word. He could only vent his anger on the person squatting on the ground, kicking and scolding him repeatedly. My father went over to hold him back, saying: "Alright, Old Li, don't be angry anymore. Today's incident is a lesson for them. Besides, your village doesn't have anyone, it's okay." My father patted his chest and said to the hundreds of villagers from Hong Village behind him: "We have people in Hong Village! The conscience of the people in Shang'an Village has been eaten by dogs! We've come to help you save face! Come on, let's go home and prepare things. Each household will send two people to help this girl's family. Let's make it a dignified farewell for her. If your family has food, bring food; if not, bring money. We can skip one meal, we won't starve. Everyone who comes to help will bring their own lunch. Let's show those good-for-nothing people from Shang'an Village what it means to be human!"

  At that moment, a thunderous applause erupted from behind, a chorus of cheers. This time, the group of turtles from Shang'an Village was completely stunned, unable to stand or sit, their faces utterly lost!

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