Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

A 100-pound monkey?

Looking at the abnormally large monkey with its fur a blend of purple and gold, Liu Bei and Zhang Weixing clicked their tongues in amazement.

In his previous life, after Liu Bei became successful, he hunted all over the world.

I have seen many wild animals.

The largest monkey, the mandrill, weighs only about 50 kilograms for a male.

I've never seen a monkey that weighs 100 pounds.

What do the wild animals in Da Liu Mountain eat? They are not only fierce, but also strange.

Could there be some radiation inside that caused gene mutations?

"Secretary, you've arrived. Oh, isn't this Brother Liu Bei from Fanjia Village? You're here too."

"Brother Liu Bei, those monkeys are very clever and incredibly fast, much more so than the wild boars we encountered last time. They always manage to dodge our guns; it's very strange. It's extremely dangerous. You and the Party Secretary should have brought guns. It's too dangerous without them. Let's go back and get our guns."

As they were talking, the other militiamen gathered around, surrounding Liu Bei and Zhang Weixing to prevent them from being attacked by the monkeys.

"You just said that when you shot at them, they all dodged?" Liu Bei asked, still somewhat skeptical.

"Hmm. They all avoided it. It's weird."

"Yeah. Every time we fire, it's like they can predict where we're going to shoot. It's really weird."

"I suspect those monkeys might be possessed by a ghost?"

"I also suspect ghost possession."

"Yes! Definitely!"

……

The militiamen echoed their agreement.

Zhang Weixing grew increasingly enraged, and roared, "Shut the hell up, all of you!"

"If your marksmanship is bad, then it's bad. Why make so many excuses?"

"If you're not technically skilled, you have to admit it. Making excuses to cover it up—what kind of men are you?"

"..."

After being yelled at by the village party secretary, the militiamen all lowered their heads, feeling extremely awkward.

Liu Bei also felt that there was something more to the words after hearing them.

Just as he was about to speak,

"Squeak, squeak!"

Suddenly, the monkey troop in front became restless.

Each monkey had its mouth open, revealing two long fangs, and it was baring its teeth and claws, its eyes filled with ferocity, looking as if it wanted to eat people.

"Oh no! Those wicked monkeys are going to cause trouble again!"

"Secretary, it's dangerous here. You and Brother Liu Bei should go back quickly. We'll hold them off here."

"Are you blocking the way?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Weixing's temper flared up again.

A dozen militiamen fired their guns, but they didn't even hurt a single monkey. Instead, the monkeys destroyed more than 20 acres of paddy fields and killed a little girl.

With marksmanship like that, you think you can stop a troop of monkeys?

Are they afraid that the monkeys aren't destructive enough?

Do they all not want to pay their grain tax anymore?

What a bunch of useless trash.

"Shut up, all of you!"

"Although I'm old and don't have a gun, I'm also old enough to be senile!"

After saying that, Zhang Weixing snatched a hunting rifle from a militiaman, and without saying a word, he raised the rifle, aimed at the monkey king that weighed more than 100 pounds, and fired a shot.

Perhaps it was because he was getting old and his eyesight was failing. He had aimed quite well, but he only managed to hit the paddy field in front of the Monkey King, creating a pile of mud and water.

Mud and water splashed up and drifted in the air, forming little muddy petals.

This shot not only failed to scare away the monkeys, but instead further enraged them.

The monkey king narrowed its monkey eyes, turned its head and shouted twice at the monkeys behind it, as if giving an order. More than twenty monkeys immediately took off and rushed towards Liu Bei and his group like madmen.

The rice seedlings in the paddy fields had only been planted a few days ago and were still very short. Wherever the monkeys went, the seedlings were trampled and bent over, leaving a mess.

When the dozen or so militiamen saw the monkeys launch an attack, they hurriedly raised their guns, pushing Zhang Weixing and Liu Bei backward while firing indiscriminately.

"Bang bang bang~"

More than a dozen gunshots rang out simultaneously.

really.

Liu Bei discovered that the twenty-odd monkeys seemed to have anticipated the direction of the shooting and dodged in time.

Bullets are really ineffective against them.

"What? You...you really dodged it?"

Zhang Weixing looked completely incredulous.

Even humans can't predict and dodge bullets in advance.

But those monkeys did it.

This is weird, really weird.

Liu Bei was also very surprised.

Although monkeys and humans both belong to the primate order,

The fact that humans have become the masters of all things proves that the human brain is several times more advanced than that of monkeys.

No one can predict the trajectory of a bullet.

How did those monkeys manage to do that?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Could it be that the genes of those monkeys have all mutated?

Liu Bei fell into deep thought.

"The evil monkey is charging! Run!"

Some villagers on the dirt road panicked, and many threw down their sticks and ran back into the village.

Some villagers were so frightened that they fell to the ground and wet their pants.

Of course,

Some women and children were so frightened that they cried and tried to run away, but they found that their legs wouldn't obey them. They could only use crying to tell people that they were very scared.

In a past life, the monkeys on Mount Emei often attacked tourists.

It's causing headaches for tourists and has become a nuisance.

The monkeys were all very small, some weighing a dozen pounds and others a dozen or thirty pounds.

Not to mention the monkey king on the other side who led his troop.

But the more this happened, the calmer Liu Bei became.

In his past life, when he was hunting wild animals, sometimes he would run out of bullets before killing all the wild animals, and in the end he would have to take out his military knife and fight hand to hand, killing countless wild animals in the process.

In this life, he has been reborn. If he is afraid of even a few monkeys, wouldn't that be a disgrace to a reborn person?

"Brothers, you take the Party Secretary back to the village first. I'll handle those monkeys!"

Liu Bei casually tossed the thick stick in his hand onto the road, snatched a hunting rifle from a militiaman, and charged headlong into the group of more than twenty monkeys without hesitation.

More than twenty monkeys, a dark mass, were about to charge at Liu Bei with bared teeth and claws.

"Xiao Bei, are you out of your mind? Come back here!" Zhang Weixing shouted so anxiously that his voice was almost hoarse.

"Secretary Zhang, it's alright. Don't worry about me. Go back to the village. I know what I'm doing."

Liu Bei didn't even turn his head; his tone was very firm, like a large rock.

As the monkey troop drew closer, a militiaman panicked and shoved Zhang Weixing aside, shouting, "Secretary, let's get back to the village! If we don't go back now, it'll be too late!"

Zhang Weixing is the village party secretary. If something were to happen to him, how would the militia explain it to their superiors?

Zhang Weixing glanced at Liu Bei's resolute back as he walked straight ahead, and let out a long sigh.

"As expected of the descendants of Mao Jindao. The sons of the Zhang family are ashamed of themselves. Come on, everyone come back to the village with me and lock the doors. No one is allowed to leave without my permission."

at this time,

A troop of more than twenty monkeys had already rushed up to us.

The lead monkey, judging from its appearance, was not as heavy as the monkey king.

But it still weighed over fifty pounds, and its fangs were not short at all; they were quite sharp and gleamed with a cold light. Even though it was the middle of summer, the sun was strong, and it was extremely hot.

But with its arrival, the surrounding temperature dropped noticeably by several degrees, sending chills down one's spine...