Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Kill those two bastards!"

"Yes, kill them!"

"He betrayed his own people, he's a complete scoundrel!!!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Sanyuan's face darkened so much it seemed like water could drip from it.

"Northwest, oh Northwest, how foolish you are!"

Fan Sanyuan walked up to Fan Xibei and slapped him twice.

"Slap! Slap!"

Fan Xibei was so badly beaten that he saw stars, and blood instantly trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"How could I, Fan Sanyuan, have such a good-for-nothing nephew! You've completely disgraced our Fan Family Village!"

Fan Sanyuan cursed, spitting as he spoke, in a fit of rage.

But despite the insults and physical fights, Fan Xibei was still his nephew.

He could never bring himself to punish them severely.

"Thump~"

Just then, two elderly figures knelt on the ground.

Liu Bei glanced over and saw that the two people were Zhao Liuzhi's parents.

"Fellow villagers, Xiao Bei, please, have mercy on me!" Old Zhao cried, tears streaming down his face, kowtowing and wailing. "My youngest son is already in jail, and now Six Fingers is... is a cripple again. If anything else happens to him, how will my wife and I live?"

"Yes, Xiao Bei, please, please show leniency."

After saying that, Aunt Zhao also pleaded desperately.

"What are you all standing there for? Kneel down now!"

Seeing this, Fan Sanyuan kicked Fan Xibei in the back of the knee and then kicked Zhao Liuzhi, making him kneel on the ground.

"Xiao Bei!" Fan Sanyuan looked at Liu Bei, his tone heavy. "What these two beasts did is outrageous! No matter how you deal with them today, I, Fan Sanyuan, will not interfere!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the elderly Zhao couple panicked completely. They scrambled to Liu Bei's feet, clinging to his legs and pleading, "Xiao Bei, please have mercy and spare Six Fingers' life! We'll kowtow to you!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Fan Xibei's wife, Li Xiulan, also rushed out, knelt before Liu Bei, and cried with snot and tears streaming down her face: "Brother Bei, Xibei was just temporarily blinded by evil! You're a magnanimous person, please give him another chance! Xibei, you dead man, hurry up and kowtow to Beizi to admit your mistake!"

Li Xiulan pressed Fan Xibei's head down to the ground with all her might.

"Beizi, I was wrong... I was really wrong..." Fan Xibei begged for mercy in a muffled voice, but a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Apologize! You must apologize!"

"An apology alone isn't enough! This kind of person should be kicked out of the village!"

Liu Bei stared coldly at the two kneeling figures before him, remaining silent.

Zhao Chunyan behind him sneered, "Oh, so you know you're wrong now? Where were you before?"

"Liu Bei!"

Lin Wanqiu gently tugged at Liu Bei's sleeve, a hint of worry in her eyes, "Let it go!"

Su Yuehe hid behind Lin Wanqiu, not daring to breathe.

Just as Liu Bei was about to speak, Zhao Da'e pulled him aside.

"Xiao Bei, that's enough."

"Mother, they're trying to cut off our livelihood."

"Mother knows. But you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. No matter how bad Fan Xibei is, he's still the Party Secretary's nephew. If you really push things too far today, the Party Secretary will lose face, and it will definitely be very difficult for us to get anything done in the village in the future!"

"Besides, your reputation is only just being established. Let bygones be bygones. Isn't it much better to have the Party Secretary owe you a favor than to beat them up?"

"Well?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei looked at his mother and secretly sighed, "Old ginger is spicier."

"Alright. I'll do as you say, Mother!"

Nodding, Liu Bei stepped forward.

At that moment, all the villagers' eyes were on him.

Liu Bei looked at Fan Xibei and Zhao Liuzhi.

"For the sake of the Party Secretary, and also because we are all from the same village, I, Liu Bei, will let this matter go today."

"But listen up! This is your last chance. If I find out you're stabbing me in the back again..."

"I guarantee your fate will be ten times worse than that of the water monkeys. Do you understand?"

"Listen carefully!"

Fan Xibei and Zhao Liuzhi nodded repeatedly: "We won't dare again... we'll never dare again!"

"Get lost," Liu Bei said.

Hearing this, Fan Sanyuan finally felt relieved.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his eyes as he looked at Liu Bei.

This kid is not only courageous, but also knows when to advance and retreat; he's got the makings of someone who can do great things.

"Beizi, thanks!" Fan Sanyuan stepped forward and said solemnly, then turned around and kicked Fan Xibei again, "Get out of here! Are you just making a fool of yourself?"

Li Xiulan thanked Fan Xibei profusely and ran away with him.

The elderly couple from the Zhao family helped Zhao Liuzhi slink out of the crowd.

The turmoil was thus quelled.

The villagers looked at Liu Bei with a mixture of admiration and awe.

"Alright, alright, quiet down!"

Fan Sanyuan cleared his throat. "The scandalous affair is over; now let's get down to business!"

"The time for planting late rice is just around the corner, everyone needs to get back to work and prepare! This is crucial for our year-end harvest, so no one can afford to slack off!"

"Meeting adjourned!"

The villagers dispersed in twos and threes, still discussing Liu Bei's donation as they walked away.

Zhao Da'e pulled Liu Bei back, pondering, "Xiao Bei, I'm thinking of starting to sow seeds in our fields in three days. Don't go to the mountains then, stay home and help out."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Liu Bei nodded in agreement.

"Brother Bei!"

As soon as they saw their mother off, Fan Ha'er, Li Dazhuang, and Tan Si came over.

Fan Ha'er asked excitedly, "Brother Bei, when are we leaving?"

Fan Shuanzhu and Old Tan also walked over with their hands behind their backs, looking at Liu Bei expectantly.

"Oh right, Xiao Bei, weren't we supposed to be hunting today?" Old Tan tapped his pipe.

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rumbling sound of motors came from afar.

The villagers who hadn't yet dispersed also stopped and looked back.

On the dirt road at the village entrance, a military green sidecar motorcycle came speeding by, kicking up a cloud of dust.

These days even bicycles are a rarity, let alone this kind of sidecar motorcycle!

In an instant, the entire Fanjiacun village fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the motorcycle.

A short while later, the motorcycle stopped in the open space in front of the village committee.

There were three people in the car. Soon, the driver took off his windproof cover, revealing a familiar face.

"Village Chief Ai?" Liu Bei recognized him at a glance, his face full of surprise.

As for the two men in the sidecar and the back seat, Liu Bei was completely unfamiliar with them and did not recognize them.

After examining it carefully...

Both men were dressed in crisp gray Zhongshan suits, their hair was neatly combed, and their leather shoes were polished to a high shine.

The man sitting in the sidecar wore black-rimmed glasses and looked refined, exuding an aura of quiet authority.

The other was burly and had sharp eyes.

The villagers instinctively stepped back and whispered among themselves.

"This...this must be a high-ranking official from the county, right?"

"This person's air of authority is clearly not ordinary!"

Ai Changhe got out of the car and strode towards Liu Bei, his face beaming with smiles: "Brother Liu Bei! I've finally found you!"

"Village Chief Ai!" Liu Bei stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the two men in Zhongshan suits. "They are...?"

"Come, come, let me introduce you."

Ai Changhe introduced them: "Brother Liu Bei, these are the distinguished guests from the county that I mentioned to you last time."

The bespectacled man stepped forward and extended his right hand, a warm smile on his face: "Comrade Liu Bei, I've long admired your name. My name is Sun Changjiang."

"Last time in Aijiashan Village, I heard Village Chief Ai talk about you, and I've always wanted to meet you, this skilled hunter. Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed a young hero."

"You flatter me. I'm just trying to make a living," Liu Bei said with a calm smile.

"Comrade Liu Bei is too modest." Sun Changjiang's smile faded, and his expression became somewhat serious. "To be honest, I came to Fanjiacun specifically to find you because I have a very thorny matter to ask for your help with."

"Help?" Liu Bei raised an eyebrow slightly. "Please tell me."

Fan Sanyuan, Li Dazhuang, and others standing nearby also pricked up their ears.

Sun Changjiang said, enunciating each word clearly, "I'd like to ask you to come into the mountains and help me catch a few snakes."

"Catching a snake?" Liu Bei was taken aback, thinking it was some earth-shattering event.

"It's not an ordinary snake." Sun Changjiang's eyes deepened, and his tone became urgent. "It's a white snake."

"The White Snake?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding villagers gasped in shock.

Old Tan nearly dropped his pipe, exclaiming, "A white snake? There are legends about it in the deep mountains and forests around here. It's said to be a spirit, who would dare catch it!"

Fan Ha'er scratched his head and shouted, "White snake? Can you eat it? If it's delicious, my brother Bei can definitely catch it!"

"Shut up!" Chen Qiaolan covered her son's mouth.

Liu Bei ignored the surrounding discussions and stared into Sun Changjiang's eyes, where purple light spots were faintly shimmering on Sun Changjiang's body.

Purple light signifies great wealth!

"Comrade Sun," Liu Bei's lips curled slightly, "Do you want this white snake alive or dead?"

Sun Changjiang's eyes lit up; he sensed the confidence in Liu Bei's words and immediately said, "It has to be alive! As long as you can catch it, name your price!"