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Chapter 1465 Watching a Show
Wang Yan did not receive the revenge he had imagined, and the thieves might not have reacted for a while.

It takes time to convey information, it takes time to find out the truth, and it still takes time to react.

Of course, it is also possible that they were frightened and did not dare to take any revenge actions for the time being. However, this possibility is relatively small, because "refusing to accept" and "not believing in evil" are common characteristics of human beings.

Just like a child, if you tell him not to do something, he will do it. He has to suffer a loss or pain himself before he learns his lesson. It is not enough to just rely on others’ warnings…

After cooperating with the police who came to our door to investigate, we had a few days of peace until Thursday night.

Wang Yan brought some cooked food home, including sausages and roast chicken. He still had to consider the impact and couldn't cook meat dishes at home every day.

The smell of meat was so tempting that it disturbed the neighbors. Adults were fine, but children couldn't control themselves. If a child said he wanted to eat meat, his parents and elders would find it difficult to comfort him and would even say something harsh. If the child kept making a fuss, he would be beaten and cry.

So in order to avoid trouble and give himself some peace and quiet, Wang Yan did not cook meat dishes at home every day. He only bought cooked food to eat.

I rode my bike back to the yard, and as soon as I entered the yard, I saw smoke coming out of the iron pipe sticking out of the glass window. There was another bicycle parked against the wall.

Wang Yan parked the car, took the food, opened the door and went into the house.

"Brother Yan, you're back." Li Kuiyong walked out of the house, "I've steamed the rice."

"Brother Yan."

There was another person standing behind Li Kuiyong and greeting him. Wang Yan looked over and saw who else it could be but Zhong Yuemin.

"Zhong Yuemin."

Wang Yan raised his head in response, "Why are you here? What's wrong?"

"Hey, Brother Yan, in recent days, the entire Sijiu City has been filled with legends about you."

"No need for yours, what did you say?" Wang Yan took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands, preparing to make a hot dish.

"It's said that you went to the meeting alone and fought against the heroes alone. It was you alone, with a knife, who killed hundreds of Buddhas and made them flee in embarrassment. Brother Yan, now you are the number one in this city."

"Brother Yan, I've already told Yuemin that these bastards are too boastful." Li Kuiyong said, "But it's also a good thing. Brother Yan will be a well-known person in the future."

"Why do I need that title?" Wang Yan shook his head with amusement. "Are you fighting alone against a bunch of heroes? Are you a bunch of thieves calling yourself a hero? I'm not going out to mingle, so what do I need that title for? Have you heard that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot? I'm just a hardworking carpenter, and I don't want to be dragged out for target practice."

"Hey, Brother Yan, you're wrong. If you have a reputation, it will be easier to get things done. Now when you go out, almost everyone walking on the street will do you a favor when they hear your name."

There was a hint of envy in Zhong Yuemin's words, as if he wished he could replace him.

"Yes, Brother Yan, what Yuemin said makes sense. Even if you are not a jerk, this title is still useful." Li Kuiyong echoed.

Wang Yan had already washed his hands and was chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife. "Dayong, let's not talk about whether it's useful or not. We have to be clear about the objective facts. For example, let's say that Li and I are both in the same police station. Do you think the police have the same attitude towards us?"

Li Kuiyong thought without hesitation: "That's definitely different, but what does this have to do with the name?"

"We both killed people, but if he can survive, I have to die. That's the relationship. If someone else kills someone under a name and says it was someone named Li who ordered it, then most likely Li will be fine. But if they say it was someone named me who ordered it, then I will be sentenced to a few years in prison at the very least. What do you think we can do?"

Zhong Yuemin remained silent. Although he was not as close as Li Yuanchao, he was also in that circle. He knew that what Wang Yan said was true.

Li Kuiyong also remained silent. He thought of the old soldiers' contempt for the children of workers and peasants like them, their woolen coats, and his own tattered clothes.

At this time, Wang Yan said with a smile: "Dayong, don't be so pessimistic. What I said was an extreme situation, so that you can clear your mind. In fact, if this kind of thing really happens, there is actually room for easing. They have parents, I also have parents. Did my parents sacrifice in vain?

This is too far-fetched. In the final analysis, we still have to work hard to make money. No matter how famous you are, you can't make me money. That little bastard has a big name, right? He makes money by killing people and robbing, and he still thinks he is awesome. How stupid.

Happiness must be created by yourself. How to create it? Just study hard, work diligently, and take one step at a time. Don't be lazy and don't be greedy for quick money..."

"Hey, Brother Yan, I have to refute this. I don't agree." Li Kuiyong had a look on his face saying, 'I knew you were fooling me again', "You beat up those Buddhas, but you just made a quick buck, and you still asked me to gather intelligence..."

"You are really not sensible, kid."

Wang Yan kicked him in anger, "How can it be the same? They are the ones who have offended us brothers, and these bastards have done something so wicked and shameless. What's wrong with us helping them spend some money?
Besides, when it comes to gathering intelligence, these people's money cannot be seen in public. Every one of them is a fool. What's wrong with us two brothers helping them spend some money?
What I'm telling you is, don't rely on your fame to gather a bunch of hooligans to go out and fight all day long and bully honest people all day long. That's too conscienceless."

"Yes, Brother Yan is right." Zhong Yuemin said, "Brother Yan, we are actually okay. We just walk around and pat women. Fighting is inevitable, but to be honest, we haven't done anything that would anger God or people."

"Who knows?" Wang Yan squinted at him, "What do you want?"

"I heard about this incident, so I came to visit you, Brother Yan." Zhong Yuemin said, "Also, I want to remind you..."

"Li?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded: "Li Yuanchao is a famous figure after all. He still feels bad after he suffered such a big setback and lost face at your hands last time. I have advised him several times, but it doesn't work. He and I are both very anxious about this matter."

"There's nothing to persuade you. I'll beat you up, but you won't be able to swallow it. It's all the same."

"This time it's different. Li Yuanchao is serious about it."

Zhong Yuemin said, "I don't know how to retaliate against you, but you just need to be careful."

"You can only steal for a thousand days, but you can never be on guard against thieves for a thousand days." Li Kuiyong's eyes were fierce, "Brother Yan, how about we strike first?"

"Then we two brothers will really be dragged to target practice, and keep the little bastard company." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, "Dayong, they can be unreasonable, but we have to be reasonable. As long as we have reason, we have something to say. If we don't have reason, then we will be manipulated by others.

Take this time for example, I stepped on both of Li Yuanchao's hands and broke them. It hurt so much when he moved. Do you think his family members didn't know about this?

Even if he didn't go home, so many people were injured. Since Li Yuanchao considers himself the boss, he must have paid for the medical expenses. He must have been looking for people to raise money. Do you think this matter has spread widely? Will it not reach his family's ears?"

Seeing Wang Yan looking at him, Zhong Yuemin nodded: "As far as I know, Li Yuanchao's elder brother knows about it. His elder brother is a soldier and is in the capital..."

"Did you hear that? This official is not a small one, is he? Why am I fine now? Because I am in the right. Otherwise, why would Li Yuanchao take revenge? He just made a phone call, and I have already recorded my confession, and I am just waiting for the procedure to be sentenced."

Zhong Yuemin said: "Brother Yan, this is impossible. Li Yuanchao would not do such a thing."

"Don't be so naive. Don't pin your life on something as ridiculous as this. He can say that his family did it and he can't stop it. What can he do then?"

"Brother Yan, I really think you think too much and it's too complicated." Zhong Yuemin still shook his head.

"I can't help it. If I had that background, I wouldn't want anything." Wang Yan didn't listen to his explanation and asked, "Okay, do you have anything else to do?"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, then said, "Okay, Brother Yan, I'll leave first and won't delay your meal."

"I'm not to the point where I can't afford a meal. You've come to my house and it's time for dinner, so come and have a drink with me." Wang Yan was busy cooking two dishes. Zhong Yuemin also saw various cooked foods and fine-grain rice.

"Brother Yan, you guys eat so deliciously!" Zhong Yuemin took a chicken leg and ate it happily.

Before Wang Yan could say anything, Li Kuiyong answered, "No, Zhong Yuemin, are you cursing? You are the son of a cadre, and you say that we eat well?"

Zhong Yuemin said: "What's the use of being the son of a cadre? My father is in reform, and my mother passed away early. I get 15 yuan a month now. I won't starve to death, but I can't eat well."

"Then why did you invite us to Lao Mo? That meal must cost dozens of dollars?" Li Kuiyong couldn't help but complain.

"No, I have Lao Mo's meal coupon. It doesn't cost much to eat with the coupon. A meal is only about ten yuan, and the dishes are not small."

Zhong Yuemin took a bite of the cabbage stewed with tofu and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Yan, your cooking skills are really good. You can be a chef in a state-owned restaurant. Tsk, you guys are really living a comfortable life."

Wang Yan took a sip of wine and said, "Didn't Dayong reveal all his secrets just now? All of these were taken from those thieves. Do you think we two brothers eat meat every day?"

"I'm asking something I shouldn't ask, Brother Yan. I'm really curious, how much money did you guys steal...ah, bah, take?"

"More than a thousand, and there are various tickets."

Wang Yan said it calmly, but Zhong Yuemin's eyes widened: "So many?"

"Thieves are all rich people. Especially those bosses, each of them has hundreds of dollars on them, rich as hell." Li Kuiyong laughed, "Now they can finally live a good life. Didn't you see the bicycle outside my house? I rode it back from them."

"That's awesome!" Zhong Yuemin gave a thumbs up and asked, "Brother Yan, what was going on at that time?"

"Didn't you tell him?" Wang Yan looked at Li Kuiyong.

Li Kuiyong shook his head: "Then I'll talk to him."

Then, Li Kuiyong told the whole story, from the time when the bicycle was lost in Beihai to when the police came to investigate.

Zhong Yuemin only then knew the details. Although not as exaggerated as the legend, it was still frightening: "Did they use guns? Did Brother Yan break all the limbs of those leading veterans?"

"Yeah." Li Kuiyong nodded.

"Is everything alright?"

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I was defending myself. Those people are nothing. What can the police say?"

Zhong Yuemin asked: "What about the money? What about the bicycle? It's a lot."

"These guys know the amount, but they dare not say it. If they do, wouldn't it all be stolen money? This amount is enough to get them executed." Li Kuiyong repeated what Wang Yan had told him before.

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, then took a sip of wine. A real spear. Hey, that's the taste. Authentic~

The three of them chatted in a random manner and ate and drank with hearty mouthfuls.

Zhong Yuemin was really rude. He probably knew that money was not easy to come by, so he ate with his mouth full of oil. Before leaving, he kept saying that he must invite Wang Yan to Lao Mo, saying that Brother Yan was particular and it was obvious that he had eaten well...

In a blink of an eye, it was Sunday, and it was time for the Red Detachment of Women to perform.

Wang Yan and Li Kuiyong rode their bicycles to the theater and met Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun at the theater door.

"Comrade Xiaobai, long time no see. I missed you so much." Wang Yan greeted with a giggle.

Zhou Xiaobai was speechless: "Only a week, how long do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard that a day without seeing you feels like a long time? It's been twenty-one years since we last met. Looking back, it seems like the last time we had a good chat was a long time ago."

Luo Yun shuddered: "Alright, Wang Yan, you are too corny. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I am freezing to death. Let's go in quickly."

Wang Yan laughed: "I knew that Comrade Xiaobai has me in his heart."

Zhou Xiaobai patted Wang Yan in annoyance, turned around and walked into the theater. Wang Yan and others followed him with laughter and walked in together.

There were already many people in the theater at this time. When I drew aside the curtain and went in, a wave of heat caused by the gathering of people hit me in the face, and noisy sounds rushed into my ears.

I bought four bottles of soda at the stall at the door, and then found my seat according to my ticket.

Luo Yun and Zhou Xiaobai were in the middle, Li Kuiyong and Wang Yan were on the left and right.

Zhou Xiaobai asked, "Hey, I just remembered that I saw you and Li Kuiyong coming here on bicycles?"

"what."

"Did you find it?"

"Ah."

"You can find this back?" Zhou Xiaobai was surprised.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "It's quite simple. They even compensated me with one, which is just right for Dayong to ride."

Zhou Xiaobai looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "So easy to talk to?"

"Obviously that's impossible. I had a sincere and enthusiastic conversation with them, which moved them and made them realize their mistakes. They came to their senses and returned the car and paid for another one."

Zhou Xiaobai knew that Wang Yan was talking nonsense, so he patted him lightly to express his dissatisfaction, and then asked, "Are you not hurt?"

Wang Yan grabbed her hand and rubbed it: "I am alive and kicking, right?"

Zhou Xiaobai symbolically pulled his hand away, but failed to do so, and then gave up...

Wang Yan changed the subject: "Have you seen this play before?"

"I saw it once, haven't you?"

"No, tell me about it."

So Zhou Xiaobai started talking, and Wang Yan grabbed his other hand...

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