The First Military God of the Border

An Shicai laughed heartily.

"Lin Hui?"

"So what if he comes back? I'd love for him to come back."

"When he gets back, I'll beat him half to death first, and then I'll make him open his eyes wide and see exactly how I'm going to mess with him."

"Of course, brothers, you can't suffer for nothing by following me. After I've had my fun, you can come one by one, okay?"

An Shicai deliberately raised his voice when he said the last sentence.

The dozens of people below responded in unison: "Okay."

Just then, someone who was completely unexpected appeared.

She was the widow Qiang who passed on the message to Lin Hui last time.

She stood directly in front of An Shicai, giving him a seductive smile.

"Young Master An, who are you? You are a well-known young master in the surrounding area. Why bother arguing with a little girl?"

"She's only been a wife for a few days, how would she know how to serve a man?"

She moved closer to An Shicai and said with a smile, "Young Master An, what do you think of me? I'll serve you and make sure you experience what it means to be a man."

"Young Master An, how about it? I have so many tricks up my sleeve, are you sure you don't want to give them a try?"

An Shicai was naturally aware of the name of the strong widow, and he looked her up and down.

She was indeed very beautiful, with a voluptuous figure. Although she was dressed in tattered clothes, her snow-capped peaks were almost spilling out from under the tattered clothes, and her buttocks were round. Anyone who saw her would want to go up and touch them.

An Shicai gave a wicked smile, reached out and pinched the widow, who bit her lip and almost fell over.

However, An Shicai was just playing around with her and had no interest in her whatsoever. He had no interest in a woman who was ridden by a thousand men; she was nothing compared to Shui Feiyuan, who was so fresh and juicy.

Everyone thought An Shicai was about to have something happen with Widow Qiang, but who would have thought that the next second, An Shicai would kick Widow Qiang to the ground.

"You think you're worthy of my attention?"

An Shicai glanced at the widow with disdain: "Since you're in such a hurry, fine, there are so many people, you'll have plenty to serve."

"Li San, here you go, you can do what you want with him."

Upon hearing this, Li San almost jumped for joy.

Although the strong widow wasn't as youthful and radiant as Shui Feiyuan, she was still an absolute beauty. Countless men fought tooth and nail for her.

Li San called out, "Brothers, come on, let's take it one by one..."

Soon, the crowd surrounded the widow, their predatory eyes scanning her body.

Li San was the first to step forward and grab the widow's hand.

Ignoring the opinions of others around him, he immediately threw himself to the ground.

An Shicai ignored all of this and continued walking towards the water kite.

At this moment, the water kite was being held firmly by two of Zhang Laoqi's men.

An Shicai walked to Shui Feiyuan's side, and while Shui Feiyuan was bound, he hugged her directly, and began to rub his pig-like snout against Shui Feiyuan's neck.

"An Shicai, let me go..."

"You'll die a horrible death..."

Li Hairong was also anxious. He knew very well that if Shui Feiyuan's innocence was ruined, he would not be able to live.

He shouted, "Young Master An, you mustn't do this! You mustn't do this! It's illegal!"

An Shicai suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at Li Hairong with a smile.

"crime?"

Do you know who the registrar of Linjiang County is?

"That's my uncle. So what if I committed a crime? What can you do to me?"

An Shicai walked up to Li Hairong and said arrogantly, "I've committed a crime today, so go ahead and sue me! Go ahead and sue me! I want to see if it's you, the old man, who goes to jail or me."

Li Hairong shook his head and sighed, the words on the tip of his tongue, but he ultimately dared not say them.

After humiliating Li Hairong, An Shicai walked over to Shui Feiyuan and became even more unrestrained.

Water Kite closed her eyes tightly, and silent tears slid down her cheeks.

She was prepared to die.

Just as An Shicai was about to succeed, the sound of hurried footsteps and clashing cavalry suddenly rang out outside.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw Lin Hui riding a tall horse, charging towards their courtyard. His face was ashen, and his imposing manner was overwhelming. No one dared to stop him.

Not far behind Lin Hui was a general with a thick beard wearing armor, and behind this general were more than a dozen fully armed yamen runners.

Upon arriving, Lin Hui didn't say a word, jumped off his horse, and headed straight for An Shicai.

He went up and gave An Shicai a solid slap.

An Shicai was so stunned by the sudden slap that he fell heavily to the ground.

"My wife..."

Lin Hui held Shui Feiyuan in his arms. The two short words seemed to convey a thousand words. He calmed Shui Feiyuan down, then protected her behind him and turned to look coldly at the forty or fifty thugs holding sticks.

These people usually acted arrogantly under An Shicai's guidance, but at this moment they were all intimidated by Lin Hui's imposing presence.

They looked at each other, hesitant to step forward.

An Shicai was helped up from the ground by Zhang Laoqi. He touched his face, his mouth twitched, and his face became ferocious.

"Lin Hui..."

An Shicai shouted angrily at Lin Hui, "Good...good...good...that's great...you're finally back."

"You hit me last time, and you dare to hit me again today? Let's see how I deal with you."

"What are you all standing there for? Get him! Kill him!"

Upon hearing the order, the thugs, armed with wooden sticks, charged towards Lin Hui.

Just as An Shicai smiled, the urgent sounds outside startled everyone.

They had just seen it, along with a large number of yamen runners. They never expected them to actually come here.

"Don't move. Anyone who makes a move will be taken down..."

Wang Ping appeared with a dozen or so yamen runners, who surrounded the crowd in a semi-circle.

These constables were Wang Ping's elite troops, wielding steel knives. Their mere presence intimidated An Shicai's men.

Although they outnumbered and outmatched, they were still afraid in the face of real swords and blades.

After dismounting, Wang Ping went straight to Lin Hui, then turned around and looked at the scene before him, his brows furrowed.

"What are you trying to do? Are you gathering a crowd to cause trouble? Do you all want to be forced into hard labor at the Xishan Quarry?"

An Shicai saw that it was Wang Ping, chuckled, and stepped forward: "Wang... Military Advisor Wang..."

"Why are you here?"

An Shicai approached Wang Ping with a smile and said obsequiously, "Military Advisor Wang, this kid hit me twice, you see..."

An Shicai's uncle was the registrar of the county government, a proper eighth-rank official, just like Wang Ping.

He had met Wang Ping twice before when he visited his uncle with gifts, so they were practically acquaintances.

"Would I hit you?"

"Aren't you the one bullying them?"

"Wang Canjun, how could that be? If he hadn't hit me, I wouldn't have had to do this."

"Oh, really? Is it really necessary to bring so many people for such a small matter?"

Wang Ping looked at An Shicai, chuckled, and spoke in a very unfriendly tone.

An Shicai gave a forced smile: "Military Advisor Wang, you don't know this, but look at how badly you beat me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths."

"Young Master An, I advise you to be more sensible."

"To put it another way, I was ordered by the county magistrate to escort Lin Hui home."

He walked over to Lin Hui, stood beside him, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin is a good friend of the magistrate. Are you sure you want to cause him trouble?"

"What?"

"A friend of the magistrate?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present lost their composure and the room erupted in chaos.