Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

The village entrance was deathly silent, save for the mournful sound of the wind whistling through the bare branches.

Ma San's fleshy face was now completely bloodless, as pale as if it had been plastered with lime. A layer of white sweat appeared on his forehead, and when the cold wind blew, it made his muscles stiffen uncontrollably.

Zhang Guodong, from the County Public Security Bureau.

Director Zhou of the Municipal Bureau.

These two names were like two towering mountains, crashing down on Ma San's head with a deafening roar!

He made his living in the commune and county town, and knew best the methods the government used to handle cases.

If it were just a matter of private justice and gang fights within Kaoshantun's own village, Ma Sanheng would be a desperate criminal anyway, and at worst, he'd fight to the death. But Zhao Shanhe doesn't play by the rules of the underworld; he directly brings in the top officials of the county and even the city bureaus!

Once the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Department truly opens a case and intervenes, they will follow the clues to investigate thoroughly. At most, Erga Zi will be considered an arsonist, but what about Ma San?

Underground gambling, loan sharking, forming gangs, setting up private courts, forcing women into prostitution... every single one of these are capital crimes that cannot be brought to light!

If we really traced the clues all the way to the bottom, we could drag him to the execution ground and shoot him for ten minutes!

Ma San's mind was buzzing. His first instinct was that Zhao Shanhe was bragging and exaggerating.

Even if a country bumpkin from a remote, impoverished mountain village could be a local tyrant, how could he possibly have connections to the top of the county public security bureau, Zhang Guodong? Not to mention Director Zhou, who is high and mighty and oversees the municipal bureau!

But when Ma San shakily raised his eyelids and met Zhao Shanhe's unfathomable eyes, the doubt that had just risen in his throat was swallowed back down.

Ma San dared not gamble.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, but his mind was racing at an unprecedented speed.

We absolutely cannot wait for the police to arrive!

As long as I can get out of Kaoshantun unscathed today, even if I lose face on the spot, even if my brothers laugh at me in private when I get back, it's better than having all my dirty secrets from the past exposed and ending up losing my life on the execution ground!

Thinking of this, the fierce, raging fire that had been burning brightly in Ma San's chest was completely extinguished by a bucket of icy water.

The muscles in his face twitched stiffly twice, and the scar at the corner of his eye forced out an extremely unsightly crease. Suddenly, he grinned and laughed.

"OK!"

"Zhao Shanhe, you've got guts!"

Ma San raised his hand and patted his shiny black leather jacket, deliberately raising his hoarse voice as if afraid the dozen or so brothers behind him wouldn't hear him:

"I brought my men here tonight only to seek justice for the Liu family, not to fight you Kaoshantun to the death!"

"Since you, Zhao Shanhe, have personally stepped forward to confront Ergaizi today, then I'm not some unreasonable scoundrel either!"

At this point, Ma San paused deliberately, straightening his back and adopting the magnanimous demeanor of a seasoned veteran of the underworld:

"As for Ergaizi's matter, I think we should just let it go!"

"I think this young man is a man of spirit. Young people are hot-blooded, it's normal to do something outrageous in a moment of impulse! Who hasn't been reckless and broken a few windows when they were young? When I was young and hot-blooded, I was even more reckless than him, so what's the big deal?!"

Ma Sanqian chuckled twice:

"As for the house burning incident, Liu Changgui can go to the commune and ask the brigade for mediation another day! That's the end of it for today!"

"From now on, the road ahead is wide open; let each go their own way!"

The dozen or so thugs behind him, who were already sweating profusely with fear, hurriedly nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Yes, yes, yes! Third Brother is right!"

"It's all a misunderstanding! Once things are cleared up, everything will be fine!"

"It's perfectly normal for young people to be impulsive. When I first started out, I was drunk and dared to smash the windows of the commune's grain station with a kitchen knife. Didn't the brigade secretary kick me back? Everyone's been a hothead for a while!"

The thugs chattered and laughed, and the tense atmosphere from just moments ago actually managed to make it sound like they were trying to "make a big deal out of a small one and a small deal out of a big one."

Seeing this, Ma San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh shit.

We finally got through this hurdle!

Although I lost face a bit, as long as I leave Kaoshantun tonight, it's easy to explain to my men when I get back.

Take Kaoshantun as an example. It relied on fifty or sixty people to besiege them.

It's said that Zhao Shanhe used his connections with the county and city bureaus to pressure people.

At worst, they could say they were considering the bigger picture and didn't want to escalate the situation beyond repair.

Things in the martial arts world.

Three parts truth, seven parts exaggeration.

Who the hell would actually come to Kaoshantun to ask for the truth?

Thinking of this, the last bit of fear in Ma San's heart dissipated slightly.

He raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Shanhe, reverting to his forthright demeanor:

"Brother Zhao!"

"Tonight, we've become friends through a misunderstanding!"

"The green hills remain, the clear waters flow on! From now on, let's each go our own way and keep to ourselves!"

"Brothers!"

Ma San suddenly waved his hand.

"Walk!"

"Okay!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The dozen or so thugs were immediately relieved, and they darted away faster than rabbits.

Someone turned around and went to help the motorcycle.

Some people were already using their hands and feet to climb into the back of the hand-held tractor.

The second brother didn't even bother to pick up the steel pipe on the ground. He rushed to the sidecar motorcycle and reached out to turn the key.

But just then—

Did I say you could leave?

A calm voice drifted in from behind.

The sound wasn't loud.

But in the deathly silent night sky at the village entrance, it was like a muffled thunderclap, which suddenly exploded!

The second brother's hand, which was gripping the motorcycle keys, trembled violently, and he froze on the spot, not daring to move an inch.

The thugs who had just hung half their bodies on the side of the tractor suddenly froze, their feet dangling in mid-air, unable to climb or retreat, cold sweat streaming down their faces.

Ma San's right leg, which he had stepped out, was hanging about half an inch above the muddy ground.

His muscles tensed up instantly, and a bone-chilling cold burst forth from his tailbone, rushing straight to the top of his head!

Ma San slowly and stiffly withdrew his leg and turned around.

Zhao Shanhe's hands remained firmly tucked into the pockets of his black cotton-padded jacket.

He stood there quietly, looking down at Ma San with a half-smile on his lips, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a grasshopper hopping around on a chopping board.

"Brother Zhao... Brother Zhao..."

Ma San's facial muscles twitched violently twice, his lips were dry and cracked, and his forced smile was even uglier than a dead man's face.

"What...what do you mean by this?"

"Haven't we already said everything that needed to be said? I, Ma San, have given you plenty of face. I've wiped the slate clean on Er Ga Zi's debt, and I've made Liu Chang Gui admit his mistake himself..."

"You've given me plenty of face?"

Zhao Shanhe chuckled softly and took a leisurely half-step forward.

"Ma San, don't you think too highly of yourself? Do you really think you're the King of Hell?"

Zhao Shanhe slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze scraping across Ma San's face like a boning knife. His voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet it carried a suffocating domineering and oppressive aura:

"You think you can just bring people to smash up the gate of Kaoshantun as you please?"

"Do you think you can just break the legs of people from Kaoshantun like that?"

"They brought more than a dozen men, carrying machetes and steel pipes, and stormed into my village, Kaoshantun, in the middle of the night, scaring the old and young men in the village."

Zhao Shanhe's gaze swept over the dozens of men from Kaoshantun carrying homemade guns and spears, finally settling back on Ma San's pale face:

"Now that the situation is turning against them, they've convinced themselves and are thinking of just packing up and leaving?"

A chilling glint flashed in Zhao Shanhe's eyes, and his tone suddenly turned serious:

"Where in the world is there such a cheap deal?!"

"Dazhuang, Daniu."

"exist!!"

Da Zhuang and Da Niu roared in unison, their two towering bodies taking a step forward with a thud. The gleaming machetes and solid steel pipes in their hands gleamed with a chilling blood-red light under the torchlight!

The strong young men from the surrounding villages, with fierce eyes, stepped forward in unison, completely blocking the dirt road at the village entrance, which was more than ten meters wide!

Wang Laonian raised his Type 56 semi-automatic rifle again, its dark muzzle pointed straight at Ma San's chest.

Zhao Shanhe looked down at Ma San, whose legs were trembling, and spoke in a cold, deliberate voice, enunciating each word clearly:

"Throw all your weapons on the ground."

"Leave the car here, and kneel down."

"If you don't make sure you fulfill your rule of bringing knives into the village today, none of you dozen or so men will leave Kaoshantun alive!"