Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Yang Bai coldly ordered, "Have all your men pack their things and board the ship, then immediately evacuate our territory."

"Good, good, good!" Hu Shan shouted to the villagers of Shatou Village, "Everyone put down your weapons, board the boat and get out of here!"

The villagers of Shatou dared not say a word, hurriedly picked up their weapons, and rushed to board the boat and sail away from the shore.

After everyone had left, Yang Bai slowly began to speak, stating his conditions one by one.

"First, fully reimburse the medical and nutritional expenses of our injured brothers. I will have someone send you the detailed bill afterwards, not a penny less."

"Secondly, from now on, no one or no dog from Shatou Village is allowed to set foot on the territory of Haiba Village or enter our sea area."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sixty-ton steel ship moored in the distance, his tone chillingly intimidating:

"Aren't there similar treacherous individuals in other villages as well?"

"I'll give them a chance. Tell them that I'll have our boats protect the village's boats for the next few days."

"If you're so tough, go for it with a 60-ton ship. If you're so tough, take on a government ship. Otherwise, don't you dare touch our village's ships."

"If anyone brings up Widow Hai again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After being punished by him, Hu Shan will probably have to think twice before taking any action against him in the future.

If he were sent to the police station for investigation and replaced by someone else, things would change drastically.

At the same time, we should send Hu Shang in and expose the fact that several villages had tacitly sent people over.

The village party secretaries and team leaders were inevitably punished, and the capable ones successfully persuaded several villages that had been considering joining them.

If we settle both old and new scores, it might really escalate into a village war.

These days, village battles are nothing like the verbal sparring and physical fights of the past.

Instead, they had real weapons in hand; some villages even had homemade cannons hidden away. Once these things came out, it wasn't just a matter of a few people dying.

Hu Shan nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I agree to everything."

Yang Bai put down the homemade gun and removed the foot that was pressing on his chest.

"roll."

Hu Shan quickly quickened his pace and slipped away.

They disappeared in no time.

Yang Bai returned the homemade gun to Yang Jun.

"Manager Hou, could you please come over here?"

Hou Sanli gently shook his head: "It's not troublesome. How badly are your people injured?"

Yang Bai waved his hand: "It's nothing serious, just a bump and a bruise. We'll take him to the medical station for a bandage and treatment."

"Alright, let's sail back first. If you encounter any trouble later, feel free to contact me. My rank is higher than theirs, so my words still carry some weight."

Hou Sanli, though a deputy section chief, wielded considerable power at sea, able to decide how much fish to collect and at what price.

It has little impact on inland areas, but a significant impact on coastal areas.

A single sentence can determine how much a fishing village will earn this year.

Hou Sanli made up his mind to go back and raise the quotas for the villages involved today, so that Yang Bai and the Japanese would absolutely not get a single penny of profit from their orders!

If you dare to touch their company's gold nuggets, you're probably making a mistake!

Yang Bai felt a warmth in his heart and smiled, "Manager Hou, I'll definitely trouble you if I need anything."

Hou Sanli patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

He boarded the steel ship in a small boat and left.

......

at home.

Su Wanqiu looked somewhat worried. Yang Qiaoqiao, who was standing to the side, noticed that something was wrong with her mother and asked in a low voice.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?"

Su Wanqiu smiled and patted her daughter's head.

"It's nothing, Mom is just tired."

She didn't want her daughter to share her worries, so she kept looking out the door, hoping Yang Bai would come home.

Outside.

A noise was heard.

She quickly got up and looked outside. It was Wang Qunfang, who rushed over and called out to the house.

"Xiao Su, something terrible has happened! Yang Bai is fighting with someone on the beach, and they've even used guns! Quick, come and take a look!"

Su Wanqiu's heart tightened suddenly, her body swayed slightly, and without thinking, she rushed out quickly, her voice trembling.

"What did you say? A gun was used? How serious is that?!"

Yang Qiaoqiao, who had been sitting obediently to the side, panicked instantly upon hearing these words.

She knew fighting was wrong, and that her father would definitely get into trouble if he started a fight, so she jumped up from the stool.

She clutched Su Wanqiu's clothes tightly, her eyes instantly reddening: "Mom! Did something happen to Dad? I need to find Dad!"

Wang Qunfang, panting heavily, quickly grabbed Su Wanqiu, who was rushing out, and hurriedly spoke.

"Don't panic! He's alright for now, but things got out of hand in both villages. Dozens of people from Shatou Village surrounded and rioted, and Yang Bai was forced to use his gun. I don't know how he is now! I rushed here to tell you!"

Su Wanqiu felt a pang of panic in her chest, and her fingertips felt icy cold.

The scene she feared most finally arrived: she feared Yang Bai would act impulsively and cause trouble, and she feared that her hard-won peaceful home would be thrown into turmoil again.

She suppressed the turmoil surging in her heart, reached out to firmly protect Qiaoqiao beside her, and gritted her teeth to steady her mind.

"I understand, thank you, Sister Qunfang."

After saying that, she bent down and squatted down, looking at her tearful daughter, and gently comforted her.

"Qiaoqiao, be a good girl and stay home. Don't run around. Mommy is going to the beach to check on Daddy. Daddy's fine and will be back soon."

"I don't want to! I want to go with Mommy! I want to find Daddy!"

Yang Qiaoqiao shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face, clutching her clothes tightly and refusing to let go.

Su Wanqiu felt both heartache and anxiety, gently wiping away her daughter's tears and soothing her in a soft voice.

"The beach is crowded and chaotic; you might get hurt. Dad is very strong; you'll be fine."

We waited patiently at home for him. He promised to take us to the county town tomorrow and that he would definitely come back safely.

Aunt Wang, could you please watch Qiaoqiao for me? I'm going over to check on her.

Wang Qunfang nodded, took Qiaoqiao's little hand, and said.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her."

After settling her daughter in, she could no longer contain herself and turned to run quickly toward the sea.

Her heart was filled with worry, and she only hoped that Yang Bai would be safe and sound and that nothing bad would happen to him.

She rushed all the way to the seaside pier and saw a huge crowd of people in the distance.

The standoff seemed to have ended, and the injured were being helped away one by one.

Su Wanqiu stopped someone and asked, "Where is Yang Bai? Is he alright?"

The person who was stopped looked up and recognized Su Wanqiu.

"Ex-sister-in-law, Brother Yang is alright. He was really fierce just now. He shot Hu Miyan in the head with a gun, and the guy was scared to death."

He pointed in the direction he was pointing.

Su Wanqiu looked in the direction he was pointing, and there Yang Bai was standing, directing the wounded to return.

Seeing him standing there calmly, the weight that had been hanging over my heart suddenly lifted, and my legs instantly felt weak.

She quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed forward, her voice trembling with lingering fear: "Yang Bai!"

Upon hearing the sound, Yang Bai turned his head, his eyes softening instantly, and he immediately took two steps forward to meet her.

"Why are you here? Didn't you tell the family to take good care of Qiaoqiao?"

Su Wanqiu looked him up and down and saw that he had no wounds, only a tear in his sleeve. She breathed a long sigh of relief, but her eyes were slightly red.

"I heard from Aunt Wang that you used a gun and got into a fight. How can I sit still at home?"