Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

A dozen minutes later, at the township health center.

Where is Comrade Liu Bei?

Zhou Jianguo arrived in a hurry with several police officers.

He was at the institute reading newspapers and studying the latest national developments.

As he was reading, a colleague suddenly ran back and told him about Liu Bei's attack on someone. He immediately threw the newspaper aside and rushed to the health center.

"Director Zhou, you've finally arrived. Comrade Liu Bei is sitting over there!"

A police officer went to meet him.

Zhou Jianguo followed the gaze,

really,

Liu Bei was resting with his eyes closed on a chair in the corridor.

Upon hearing Zhou Jianguo's familiar voice, Liu Bei immediately opened his eyes.

"Director Zhou, you've arrived!"

"You're frightened, just sit down, you don't need to get up!" Seeing Liu Bei about to get up, Zhou Jianguo strode over and pressed Liu Bei down to sit.

"I learned about your situation on the way here!"

Zhou Jianguo glanced at the operating room. "How is the person who attacked you?"

"Surgery is underway!"

"Is there any danger to your life?"

"Not yet!"

"Alright. Let's put his matter aside for now," Zhou Jianguo said meaningfully. "Wang Feitan has extensive connections in the county. One move can have far-reaching consequences. Either we don't act, or once we do, we have to take him down in one fell swoop. But to bring him down, a mere assassin's words are far from enough!"

"Oh?" Liu Bei narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"We need to find some more detailed information."

"Does Director Zhou mean—evidence of a crime?"

"Hmm." Zhou Jianguo nodded, glanced around, and after telling his followers to spread out a bit, he whispered to Liu Bei, "Actually, we can do it this way... That's the plan, what do you think?"

"In that case..." Liu Bei pondered for a moment, "Okay. Let's do as you said, Zhou!"

"I knew Comrade Liu Bei would still consider the overall situation!" Zhou Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Liu Bei's agreement.

Soon, an hour later.

"Squeak~"

The operating room door opened.

A surgeon wearing a mask came out.

"Doctor, how is the killer's leg? Is he in any danger?"

Zhou Jianguo immediately stepped forward.

"Luckily, he was brought in time. If he had arrived five minutes later, he wouldn't have survived."

"So the surgery was successful?"

"Yes. The patient needs rest, so please don't disturb him today!"

"Okay. Thank you, doctor! Old Lu, Old Huang, you guys go and keep an eye on the killer yourselves!"

"It's Director Zhou!"

Soon, several police officers pushed the attacker to the ward.

"Comrade Liu Bei, I heard you're selling grasshoppers at the machine factory?"

"Yes."

"How's business?"

"It's alright. Oh no! I've been here too long; Chunyan and the others must be worried sick. I have to go back right away! Director Zhou, you go ahead with your work, I'm off!"

"Don't worry! I'll go with you!"

"Huh? Why?" Liu Bei asked, somewhat confused.

"You'll find out when we get to the machinery factory! Let's go!" Zhou Jianguo deliberately kept everyone in suspense, smiled, and pulled Liu Bei outside.

Liu Bei was puzzled the whole way, unable to figure out what Zhou Jianguo was up to.

But Zhou Jianguo wouldn't say anything, so he had no choice but to give up and let Zhou Jianguo go.

……

This side, outside the machinery factory.

The stall was now surrounded by a large crowd.

Everyone was pointing fingers and gossiping.

"Have you heard? All three of them married the same man. And they're all divorced but still living together!"

"That's indecent! Shameless!"

"It's not just shameless, their men just committed murder in that alley! The police found two short legs in the alley. Bloody and gruesome!"

"Who says otherwise? I saw it too. I almost threw up. What were those three women thinking? They all married a murderer? They're divorced, but they still won't leave home? Are they out of their minds?"

"I think so too. It's been over an hour, and that person still hasn't come back. He's most likely been arrested and taken to jail. It's a shame those three were still standing there waiting for the murderer to return. They must be seriously out of their minds!"

"Yes, he's quite ill!"

……

Listening to the pointing and whispering of passersby,

The middle-aged man selling steamed cakes smirked as he walked over to the plump woman and said sneered, "Did you hear that? That man was a murderer. A murderer living under one roof with three ex-wives. And you went to fawn over someone like that? Aren't you afraid of getting bad luck from him?"

"I'm willing, so what? You have a problem with that?" The fat woman raised her eyebrows and said with dissatisfaction.

"Heh. I meant well. I was worried you'd get bad luck from the murderer and your business would suffer. Since you don't appreciate it, just pretend I said nothing. You'll see how good I am when you're down on your luck!"

"Snap!"

As soon as this word comes out,

The fat woman slapped him across the face.

"Bang!"

Instantly, the middle-aged man selling steamed cakes fell to the ground, roaring furiously, "Fat woman, are you crazy? Why did you hit me?"

"Snap!"

The fat woman slapped him again, lifting the middle-aged man into the air with one hand.

"You skinny guy who barely weighs any meat on your bones think you can sleep with me?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Pfft~"

As soon as this word comes out,

The factory workers and passersby who were watching the spectacle burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man selling steamed rice cakes: "..."

His face was contorted with extreme embarrassment, and he stammered, "Fat woman, you—"

"You skinny bastard, if you utter another word, believe me, I'll sit on you and crush you to death!"

The middle-aged man selling steamed rice cakes: "..."

He glanced at the fat woman and shuddered.

The fat woman weighed at least 60 pounds more than him.

If someone were to sit on him, his slender frame really wouldn't be able to withstand it.

So he immediately shut his mouth.

"You skinny bastard, listen up!" the fat woman warned, seeing the middle-aged man selling steamed cakes remain silent.

"What I, Lu Fenghuang, do is none of your business! Even if I get tainted by bad luck, that's my problem, not yours. If you dare to spout any more nonsense in my ear, I guarantee I'll slap your thin, bony face until it's caved in!"

The middle-aged man selling steamed rice cakes: "..."

After imagining the image of his face being sunken, the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Did you hear what I said? If you did, nod. Don't be a fucking mute and stay silent!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man selling steamed cakes nodded in response.

"Get out!"

The fat woman casually tossed the middle-aged man selling steamed cakes aside.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man selling steamed cakes fell and nearly got a cut on his buttocks.

"Ouch, my turtle tail... couldn't you just..."

"Huh? What are you going to say?" Before the middle-aged man selling steamed cakes could finish speaking, the fat woman glared at him immediately.

"..."

The middle-aged man selling steamed cakes shut his mouth again, forcibly enduring the pain.

But in his heart, he was cursing the fat woman, wishing her business would get worse and worse.

At the same time, they were also cursing Liu Bei to spend the rest of his life in prison eating prison food.

The farce has ended.

The onlookers turned their attention away, and the topic shifted back to Liu Bei and the three women: Lin Wanqiu, Zhao Chunyan, and Su Yuehe.

As she listened, Su Yuehe's anxious face turned almost pale.

"Sister Wanqiu, Chunyan, he... he's not really going to go to jail, is he?"