Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

Lin Nanping's courtyard is quite large, with a total of six rooms.

The door to the main room was open.

Lin Nanping was sitting at the octagonal table in the main room, holding a copper-mouthed pipe in his hand, puffing away.

Standing next to him was a short, plump woman, his wife Tu Meifeng, while the assassin was shoveling leftover rice into his mouth.

At this moment, the two were clearly unaware of what was happening in the threshing ground outside.

"Crunch~"

Suddenly, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Liu Bei strode in, a hunting rifle slung over his shoulder.

Hearing the noise, Lin Nanping looked in the direction of the sound, and the next moment he almost dropped the stick from his mouth.

"Whoosh~"

Lin Nanping sprang up from the stool, his muscular face contorted into a deep frown. "You filthy gambling bastard! Beating up my eldest son wasn't enough, you dare come to my house?"

As he spoke, he grabbed his pipe and swung it at Liu Bei's head.

"Click~"

Liu Bei caught the pipe with one hand.

With his other hand, he took the hunting rifle off his shoulder and pointed the muzzle at Lin Nanping's face.

"..."

Lin Nanping froze.

He still held the pipe in his hand, but he couldn't bring himself to smash it anymore.

"Oh my god!"

Just then, the bowl in Tu Meifeng's hand crashed to the ground with a "bang." She then rushed over and stood in front of Lin Nanping, pointing her finger at Liu Bei's nose and yelling.

"Liu Bei, are you crazy? We are Wanqiu's own uncle and aunt! Pointing a gun at Wanqiu's elders is extremely unfilial! Put the gun down right now!"

However, Liu Bei remained motionless as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Get out of my way!"

Seeing this, Lin Nanping shoved Tu Meifeng aside, then took a step forward, his finger almost poking Liu Bei's forehead.

"You gambling addict, don't think you're so tough just because you have a beat-up shotgun! I don't believe you, you gambling addict, would actually dare to fire a shot!"

"If you've got the guts, then get out of my way! Come on! Let me see if you've really gotten any tougher—"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Bei pulled the trigger.

A bullet grazed Lin Nanping's left ear and embedded itself in the earthen wall behind him.

Then, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the muzzle of the gun.

"Clang!"

Tu Meifeng's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

A stream of heat flowed down his trouser leg, leaving a small water stain on the blue brick floor.

Lin Nanping slumped to the ground.

But at that moment, his legs trembled violently.

His finger was still stuck in mid-air, his whole arm was trembling, and his face was completely drained of color.

quiet!

quiet!

quiet!

In an instant, the courtyard fell silent.

"Oh my god... he... he really fired! He really fired!!"

After a brief moment of shock, Tu Meifeng was the first to scream.

Upon hearing this, Lin Nanping finally came to his senses. After a long while, he composed himself and glared at Liu Bei: "You...you're crazy? You're really going to do that?"

Liu Bei nodded.

"Didn't you tell me to drive?"

"I'm just trying to meet your needs. How come it's my fault?"

Liu Bei smiled, then frowned.

"Lin Nanping, you're being very unreasonable."

"you……"

Lin Nanping was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You beast!"

"You've ruined Wanqiu's life! And you still dare to come to my Lin family and act arrogantly? You really have no respect for the Lin family!"

As he spoke, he took two steps back and shouted towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Don't you dare move! I'm going to go and call Wei Jun back right now. If you've got the guts, fight my son!"

"Lin Weijun? Heh..."

Liu Bei suddenly laughed.

"Your precious second son is lying in the threshing ground right now. He's too busy taking care of himself to have the time to come and fight with me."

"What do you mean by that?"

Lin Nanping was completely confused.

"Snapped!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei slapped Lin Nanping across the face.

"you……"

Lin Nanping swayed to the side and fell to the ground with a thud.

Instantly, half of his face swelled up, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah~"

Tu Meifeng was so frightened that she crawled back two steps.

Liu Bei stepped forward and placed one foot on Lin Nanping's chest.

"explain."

"Why did you send a matchmaker to my Liu family to arrange a marriage?"

"I'll fuck you—"

Before Lin Nanping could finish his rant, Liu Bei pointed his gun at him again, startling him so much that he quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

"Let me speak!"

Tu Meifeng got up and pointed at Liu Bei, saying urgently,

"You and Wanqiu are divorced! You're no longer husband and wife! As Wanqiu is a daughter of the Lin family, we can't just stand by and watch her live a lonely life. As her family, of course we should consider her future and find her a good marriage so she can remarry into a good family. This is for her own good, what's wrong with what we're doing?"

"Haha~"

Liu Bei stared at Tu Meifeng and laughed.

Then he raised his hand and pointed to the house:

"For her own good? Tu Meifeng, how dare you say those four words?"

"This courtyard, this main room, and those two side rooms in the back—half of it belonged to Wanqiu's father. Wanqiu lost her father when she was three and her mother when she was seven. Her parents passed away, and you immediately took over this courtyard. All these years, you've been living in someone else's house."

"you--"

Upon hearing this, Tu Meifeng's expression changed.

Liu Bei continued speaking:

"I acknowledge that you raised Wanqiu for several years. But you should also settle the score for taking her parents' property. When Wanqiu got married, the dowry you demanded was more expensive than any other village within a ten-mile radius. Who pocketed that money? Don't you know?"

"..."

Lin Nanping opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Furthermore, she has never returned here since the day she married into my Liu family. Why? Because she saw through your true colors long ago. She disowns you from the bottom of her heart."

"You say she and I are divorced, yes, we are divorced. But do you know why she refuses to come back here?"

"That's because she still cherishes our home in her heart, and this isn't the home she wants. If she comes back, she'll have to put up with your mistreatment. Do you think she'd want to come back?"

"And you two are really something, sending a matchmaker to my doorstep to arrange a marriage, and you even claim it's for her own good?"

At this point, Liu Bei slowly moved the muzzle of the gun to Tu Meifeng's chest.

"Tu Meifeng, do you think I'm a three-year-old child who's easy to fool?"

"..."

Tu Meifeng froze.

The cold gun barrel pressed against her chest through her clothes, making her afraid to move.

"Da da da~"

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, four or five people rushed in.

The leader was an old man in his seventies, with gray hair but a very straight back.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Liu Bei holding a gun to Tu Meifeng's chest, and his expression immediately changed.

"Young man! Don't be impulsive!"

The old man strode forward and made a downward pressing gesture with his hand.

"We all know that Lin Nanping and his wife are not good people, and they haven't treated Wanqiu well. But murder is a crime. You're still young; it's not worth risking your life for those two things."

"Third Uncle! Third Uncle, you've finally arrived!"

Lin Nanping, as if grasping at a lifeline, hurriedly struggled to sit up from the ground.

"Third Uncle! This madman shot at me! He's trying to kill my wife and me! Stop him! Quickly, call the police!"

Tu Meifeng also joined in the wailing and crying.

"Third Uncle! Quickly report him to the police and have him arrested! This kind of person is insane! The Liu family is too dangerous! We can't let Wanqiu stay with that madman! Quickly send someone to Fanjiacun to bring Wanqiu back, and find her a new husband!"

"Hmph!!1"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei's expression turned cold. He gave a cold snort and slowly pulled the trigger.

"What?"

Seeing this, Tu Meifeng's cries stopped abruptly.

Uncle Lin's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Young man! Don't be impulsive! Please don't!"

Hearing this, Liu Bei looked at Uncle Lin.

"Third Grandfather, whether Wanqiu remarries or not is her own decision. No one else has the right to interfere."

"But Lin Nanping and Tu Meifeng have interfered time and time again, which is crossing my bottom line."

"So the two of them must—"