Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Did you hear what I said? Get your asses out here right now!!!"

Seeing no response, Liu Bei roared again.

"grass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion broke out among the crowd in Daijia Village.

Several shirtless, muscular men exchanged glances.

One of the bearded men took half a step forward, tilted his head back, and shouted, "Who the hell are you? What the hell are you pretending to be?"

Another man with a pointed face and monkey-like features chimed in, "That's right! Where did this stray dog ​​come from, daring to bark in front of us?"

"Um?"

Liu Bei glanced over and said coldly, "State your names?"

"Hahaha!" The bearded man laughed so hard he almost fell over. "This idiot actually dares to ask!"

"Listen up! I'm from Daijia Village! What? Want revenge? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. What an idiot you are! In the surrounding villages, everyone knows you're a good-for-nothing who does nothing but gamble, drink, and beat your wife. Hahaha!"

"That's right! He's that good-for-nothing son whose father died!"

"Who are you trying to scare with that piece of junk gun? Do you dare drive it? Go ahead and try!"

"Exactly. They probably don't even have bullets in the gun! Just trying to scare the birds!"

"Hahaha……"

……

The villagers of Daijia Village burst into laughter, their mocking voices and whistles filling the air, completely dispelling the atmosphere that had been intimidated by the gunshots.

In their minds, Liu Bei was a pushover who could be easily manipulated, a joke.

On the Fanjiacun side, the villagers were so angry that their faces turned ashen, and their fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Someone couldn't help but curse aloud: "Damn Daijia Village! They've gone too far!"

"Fuck you, you dare laugh at my brother Bei? I'll fucking have you all fucked to the bone on the bed!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Ha'er scrambled to his feet, ignoring the blood on his head, and grabbed a wooden stick to charge forward.

"Hey, come back!"

Just then, Liu Bei pulled Fan Ha'er back.

He asked again:

"I'll ask one last time. Who laid a hand on me, hurt my brother Dazhuang, hurt the men of Fanjiacun? Come out here yourself."

"Fuck you!" the bearded man waved his hand impatiently. "I already said no! Even if I did, what can you, a gambling addict, do about it? Shoot! Shoot here!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest, his face full of arrogance, showing no regard for Liu Bei whatsoever.

"Haha~"

Immediately, the people of Daijia Village burst into laughter again, all convinced that Liu Bei was bluffing.

Just a gambler and alcoholic, how could he really turn the world upside down?

On the earthen slope, Liu Bei frowned:

"OK."

"Bang!"

He pulled the trigger as soon as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, a bullet shot out from the muzzle and, in the blink of an eye, pierced the mud an inch in front of the bearded man's feet, exploding into a small clump of dirt.

"..."

The man with the bushy beard's laughter stopped abruptly.

The laughter and chatter of Daijia Village vanished abruptly, leaving only a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the crater emitting blue smoke, then looked at Liu Bei holding a gun, their minds blank.

After a long while, a short villager swallowed hard, his voice trembling:

"It's fake...it must be fake! That gun is definitely fake! The bullets are fake too! It's just a scare tactic!"

"Fake?"

Liu Bei smiled slightly and pointed the gun at him.

"Bang!"

Then, the second bullet landed precisely in front of the shorter man's feet, exactly inch away.

"What?"

The next moment, the short man trembled all over, took two steps back, and fell to the ground in fright.

quiet!

quiet!

quiet!

In an instant, silence enveloped the entire Zhangjia Lake area.

At that moment, even the wind seemed to stop.

All that remained were the heavy, terrified breaths of the villagers of Daijia Village.

"Now, can we talk properly? Those who hurt others, step forward. Medical expenses and an apology are both necessary. Otherwise..."

After a pause, Liu Bei blew on the still-smoking muzzle of the gun:

"My gun isn't very discerning, you know. If it accidentally hits someone, don't blame me for not warning you!"

"..."

The village secretary of Daijia Village twitched his lips a few times.

If he were to back down in front of everyone, his authority as the village party secretary would be completely destroyed.

How can I hold my head up in the village after this?

How to manage the villagers?

Suddenly, a surge of anger rushed to his head.

"Liu Bei! Who the hell do you think you are? I'm the Party Secretary of Daijia Village! If you have the guts, shoot me! If you really dare to fire, I... I'll take your surname and call you 'Dad'!"

After saying that, he deliberately took a few steps closer.

Because he was betting that Liu Bei wouldn't dare.

He is, after all, the Party Secretary!

If Liu Bei really hit him, the Party branch secretary, the whole situation would change!

This bastard used to be a coward, but now that he has a gun, does he really dare to rebel?

"..."

Seeing this, the people of Fanjiacun were all on tenterhooks.

Fan Sanyuan's heart, which had just been at ease, jumped again as he nervously looked at Liu Bei.

"What if you don't shout?" Liu Bei asked, squinting.

"If I don't call you 'Dad,' I'm a son of a bitch, okay?"

"Hehe~"

On the earthen slope, Liu Bei looked at the acting Party Secretary, whose veins were bulging, and suddenly smiled.

"You asked for this yourself."

"Liu Bei, what...what do you mean by that? Explain yourself!"

Upon hearing this, the village party secretary felt a sudden unease, sensing that something was amiss.

"Bang!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Liu Bei pulled the trigger again.

A bullet whizzed past the village party secretary.

"What? He...he actually dared to shoot at me? Is he crazy?"

Seeing the bullet flying towards him, the acting Party Secretary shuddered violently, his eyes widening suddenly.

"Pfft."

The next moment, the bullet grazed the edge of his left shoe and embedded itself deep in the wet mud beside his foot.

Instantly, mud splattered up, staining half of his trouser leg.

"Splash!"

In an instant, a hot, foul-smelling liquid uncontrollably spread from his crotch.

Before long, a foul smell of urine gradually filled the air.

"Thump~"

Immediately afterwards, the acting Party Secretary's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, his face as pale as paper, his lips trembling incessantly.

"He peed! He peed!" Fan Ha'er pointed at Secretary Dai, laughing loudly, "Look! That old dog Dai peed himself in fear! His pee is so yellow! It's so damn filthy!"

"The only thing missing is his wife. If she came too, and they peed together, it would be even more outrageous! Haha..."

"Hahaha!" Upon hearing this, the villagers of Fanjiacun burst into laughter.

"The Party Secretary wet his pants!"

"Where's your bravado? Show us another one!"

"You dare to challenge my Brother Bei?"

……

At this moment, the villagers of Daijia Village were all ashen-faced and dared not utter a sound.

Each of them looked at Liu Bei with fear in their eyes.

The Liu Bei they remembered, the gambler, the alcoholic, the man who only dared to beat women at home, was no longer the same Liu Bei.

He has long since transformed.

He transformed into a ruthless and decisive marksman.

He opened fire without saying a word.

To confront this kind of person head-on is undoubtedly playing with your own life.

After a while, Liu Bei, gripping his gun and dragging his hoe, walked over step by step, finally stopping in front of the acting village secretary. He looked down at him and said:

"son."

"It's your turn to shout."

"Hurry up, everyone's waiting."