Chapter 121 - 121 120 Poor Village

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121: Chapter 120 Poor Village 121: Chapter 120 Poor Village “Slap!” A slap landed on the face of the man in the suit, while Liu Hun’s right hand remained still, as if it had not moved at all. However, the crisp sound that resembled the crunching of fried soybeans and the four finger marks on the man’s face said it all—he had been slapped! The man in the suit was stunned. He hadn’t seen Liu Hun make his move at all, but why did his face hurt? “Didn’t catch that, now did ya? Well, this time I’ll go slower! Watch my hand closely, eh! See, it’s moving toward your face nice and slow... And then...” Liu Hun spoke while slowly extending his hand toward the man’s face, as if slowing down a movie reel. “Slap!” Another hefty slap struck the man in the suit on the face, sending him staggering back two steps, clutching his own face and glowering at Liu Hun, “You dare mock me! I’ll cripple you!” The man in the suit roared like a raging bull and charged at Liu Hun. Instead of backing off, Liu Hun closed the distance, his arms twining around the man’s like vines and twisted his arm as if he was turning a tap, flipping it a full one hundred and eighty degrees. “Crack!” The very real sound of bone dislocation rang out as Liu Hun, still holding the man’s arm, leapt to his back, then gave a kick right to the man’s rear end. The man slid a good distance on the ground, finally crashing into the stone stele at the entrance of the village. Hearing the sound of the crash, Geng Erzhu felt like his own forehead ached. The man in the suit looked as though he had come across his father’s grave marker, splayed out on it with only his legs still kicking, utterly immobilized. “Waste!” Another man in a dress shirt looking on from behind Geng Erzhu, disdainfully glanced at the one sprawled against the stele, the look in his eyes suggesting the man was even less valuable than waste paper found in a restroom. After saying that, the man in the dress shirt took out five large skull rings from his pocket, slipping them on his fingers one by one. He then stretched his neck, chuckled sinisterly at Liu Hun, and swung a punch as if a wild dog had spotted food. Liu Hun was even more direct this time, not bothering to move an inch. Standing his ground, he powered up his Qi and met the dress-shirt man’s fist with his own. A symphony of cracking bones, sounding like someone stomping on a field of drying soybeans, erupted. It was hard to tell how many bones were crushed. “Oh, dear mother! That scared the life out of me! I always said you were a simpleton, Liu Hun, and you didn’t believe me,” Geng Erzhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he saw Liu Hun take a punch without flinching and started hopping around like a flea. Approaching Liu Hun, he exclaimed, “What’s inside your head, tofu brain? Didn’t you see him wearing five iron lumps? You daft mutt, still playing tough with people? Does it hurt? Is it painful when your bones are broken? If it hurts, then howl! Don’t hold it back! I won’t laugh at you, at worst I’ll just give you a couple of kicks in the rear, yell out!” “Ah... Ouch! Ah... it hurts... ah!” No sooner had Geng Erzhu finished speaking when a pitiful yell, akin to a pig being slaughtered, suddenly burst out. Upon hearing this scream, he didn’t feel an ounce of joy but instead stood frozen like a tree stump, then slowly, very slowly, glanced over with his eyeballs to see the other side, the man in the dress shirt hopping and howling on the spot like a wind-up tin frog. “Dad! Are you short of a son? I can do anything! I swear... I’ll guard the door better than any dog, work the fields with more strength than an ox,” Geng Erzhu, with a grin wide as if his own father had died, quickly tried to claim Liu Hun as his “dad.” Liu Hun casually grabbed Ren Peiling and said to Geng Erzhu, “Go! Kneel down, knock your head and slap yourself in apology.” Geng Erzhu, eager as a dog for scraps, immediately knelt before Ren Peiling, slapping himself and bowing continuously while apologizing non-stop. “Enough! Dirty-mouthed thing! Just looking at you is annoying!” Ren Peiling looked down on Geng Erzhu with contempt. His earlier words had infuriated her, but now, seeing him grovel made her sick to her stomach. At least her anger was somewhat appeased. Liu Hun called Geng Erzhu over and asked, “I’m thinking of entering the village ahead, is that okay?” “Sure, sure! Go wherever you please!” Geng Erzhu replied to Liu Hun, his face licked up in a smile. “But I feel like the ground of your village ahead isn’t too solid, what should we do?” Liu Hun asked Geng Erzhu again. Immediately, Geng Erzhu laid down on the ground and told Liu Hun, “Step on my face to enter the village, that’ll be comfortable! It’ll surely be solid enough!” Ren Peiling watched Geng Erzhu’s despicable behavior, feeling as though she wanted to trample him ferociously. To call him a vile person would be to dignify the term! Liu Hun stepped on Geng Erzhu’s face with one foot. Having just trampled over Geng Erzhu’s face, he was about to enter Wanbao Village with Ren Peiling when he saw Yu Weihong, Lin Fugui, and a young man walking out from the village. “Damn, dealing with these little devils is like going to see King Yan. Looks like today, getting in and out of the village entrance isn’t going to be easy,” Liu Hun muttered to himself. “Liu Hun! Is this how you celebrate the New Year, setting off firecrackers? You’re making trouble at our village entrance again?” Yu Weihong coldly looked at Liu Hun. He still had a choking sensation in his throat from the last time he suffered a loss to Liu Hun, and now it was Liu Hun’s turn. Seeing his big-shot backup had arrived, Geng Erzhu quickly got up from the ground, rubbing his face. No longer daring to sound fierce, he meekly shrank by Yu Weihong’s side and recounted the whole incident to Yu Weihong. Lin Fugui and the young man by Yu Weihong’s side heard everything as well. Lin Fugui was about to speak when the young man stopped him. Then, with a gentle smile on his harmless face, he politely introduced himself to Ren Peiling, “Miss Ye, hello, I am Gao Xiaofeng, the general manager of Tomorrow Chemical Co., Ltd. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” With one glance, Ren Peiling could tell from Gao Xiaofeng’s gaze that he was eyeing her in a peculiar way. She shook hands with him politely and said, “Hello.” To her surprise, as soon as their hands touched, Gao Xiaofeng scraped the back of Ren Peiling’s hand with his fingers in a flirtatious manner, startling Ren Peiling so much that she quickly withdrew her hand. “Miss Ye, I heard you’re interested in our company’s project in the village. I hereby formally invite Miss Ye to have a meal with me in the village, and then I’ll introduce our company’s project to you one by one. How does that sound?” Gao Xiaofeng said to Ren Peiling, his eyes fixated on her, completely disregarding Liu Hun by her side. Exchanging a look with Liu Hun, Ren Peiling nodded in agreement. Gao Xiaofeng immediately gave a few instructions to Yu Weihong and Geng Erzhu before they went to assist Gao Xiaofeng’s bodyguards. The further into Wanbao Village they walked, the more Liu Hun and Ren Peiling noticed a pungent odor, and they did not see a single person in the village, which was a stark contrast to the lively scenes of Wanbao Village with roosters crowing, dogs barking, and naked children running around. At this point, Ren Peiling could almost confirm that everything Liu Hun had told her was true, but she still needed concrete evidence. Gao Xiaofeng and Lin Fugui took Ren Peiling and Liu Hun to the house of the village chief, Yu Weihong. Although the village was among the poorest, Yu Weihong’s home was an upgrade of more than just a couple of notches from Liu Hun’s two-story house. After everyone sat down and chatted aimlessly for a while, Yu Weihong brought a table full of dishes. “Miss Ye, please enjoy! These are precious ingredients I brought from the coast, specially prepared to treat you today,” Gao Xiaofeng said to Ren Peiling, his sleazy manner leaving anyone to suspect his intentions were not pure. Ren Peiling didn’t say much, but Liu Hun didn’t hesitate to pick up the conversation, “Boss Gao, why did you bring ingredients from the coast? Are the local products not edible? Or is there some pollution issue?” “Stray dog!” Gao Xiaofeng sneered at Liu Hun, mumbling a curse under his breath, but instead of answering Liu Hun’s question, he turned to Lin Fugui and said, “Director Lin, I heard that people around here like to walk dogs. I never paid attention before, but now I see it’s true. Some dogs not only bite but also fart! Hahaha...” “Exactly, exactly! General Manager Gao’s insight is sharp! You can see through anyone, even in human skin—so impressive! I toast to you!” Lin Fugui hurriedly raised his cup to flatter, those few words ridiculing Liu Hun making him gloat all over. Before Liu Hun could respond, Yu Weihong started putting on airs and said, “Liu Hun! You’d better watch your mouth! If you want to eat, eat, if not, then leave! We have two distinguished directors from the Township Government here, and our astute Manager Gao. Your opinion is not needed!” Ren Peiling had only taken a few bites. Even though these words weren’t directed at her, the more she listened, the angrier she felt. She put down her chopsticks and said to Lin Fugui and the others, “I say, Director Lin, you really should... really... Why do I feel a bit dizzy?” “Director Ren, what’s wrong with you?” Liu Hun quickly supported Ren Peiling by her fragrant shoulder, watching as her eyes slowly lost focus and shut. He immediately understood what was happening and shouted towards Ren Peiling, “Ye...” “Thud!” Liu Hun and Ren Peiling collapsed head-to-head onto the dining table. “What... what’s going on? Village Chief Yu, what on earth did you prepare?” Lin Fugui chirped to Yu Weihong like a startled quail, terrified that he too would pass out if he continued eating. “Relax! Relax! Director Lin, this is all my arrangement. You can eat safely, I guarantee it,” Huang Xiaojun sneered with a crooked smile to Lin Fugui. Lin Fugui’s questioning gaze moved to Yu Weihong, and receiving a nod, he immediately said to Huang Xiaofeng, “General Manager Huang, dealing with this surnamed Guan is no big problem. But Ren Peiling is the director of the rural office of the Township Government, and her family has some influence. This... doesn’t seem appropriate!” Huang Xiaofeng gulped down the wine in his cup and patted Lin Fugui’s shoulder, saying, “Director Lin, let me tell you. Power is very attractive to men, and so are women. What about a woman with power? Isn’t she even more attractive?”

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