At the entrance of the village, the excavator roared.
Zheng Laicai was brought to the entrance by the villagers riding an electric bike, and the entire Guard Squad from the village had already arrived.
They were holding shovels and clubs, standing in front of the barricades at the entrance, defending fiercely against the excavator.
Behind the excavator, someone with a megaphone shouted, "Listen up, you troublemakers. Today, whether we want to or not, the house will be torn down. If you’re crushed or killed, we won’t care. If you want to live, get out of the way for me now!"
The roadblocks ten meters ahead were being cleared away by the excavator, one after another.
The villagers threw stones and wine bottles, clanging and banging against the excavator. But they couldn’t stop such a huge beast from coming through.
As the street was about to be overrun, Su Laicai, holding a club, stepped forward and stood opposite the excavator.
At this moment, he felt like a hero.
After living for more than forty years, he had never felt as prouder as he did today.
He thought of a pose he considered quite cool, raised the club in his hand, and shouted at the excavator, "If the house stands, I stand; if the house falls, I fall. If you’ve got the guts, roll over me; if I whimper, I am no man!"
In East China Province, it was said to be the birthplace of the heroes of Liangshan.
The people here all have a bit of the heroes’ complex in their bones.
Su Laicai felt like he was Lin Chong of Liangshan, holding a Long Spear, facing thousands of troops without any fear.
"Brother Su is awesome!"
"Brother Su, the hero!"
"Brother Su, you are a real man!"
The villagers behind him gave him thumbs up and cheered, and some even began filming with their phones. Check latest chapters at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Everyone stood tall and proud, with an expression ready to meet death.
Inside the jeep, a man wearing sunglasses glared at Su Laicai, grinding his teeth.
His phone rang, and a voice from inside asked, "Have you taken it down yet?"
The man hurriedly flattered, "Brother, rest assured. If I can’t take this down today, I’ll present my head to you."
After hanging up the phone, he took the walkie-talkie and gestured to the excavator operator, "Give him a scare with the bucket, just frighten him a bit!"
He didn’t dare to really harm anyone unless it was absolutely necessary.
The excavator operator received the order, and the giant machine let out a rumble.
The bucket smashed down right in front of Su Laicai with a boom, scattering dust and dirt, and creating a deep pit with a tremendous noise.
The villagers retreated in fright, but Su Laicai stood unmoved.
They got up and cheered; this time, they genuinely admired Su Laicai.
Su Laicai didn’t move, not because he didn’t want to but because his legs were shaking with fear and his head was buzzing, beyond his control.
He too wanted to run away, but his body was frozen stiff.
"Well done, what a man!"
The man with sunglasses admired him and coldly snorted, then ordered the excavator operator, "Little Wu, go ahead with confidence! If you get this done today, I’ll add a million for you. Four years at most for a traffic offense is worth it for six million!"
The operator responded, "Got it, Brother Xiong!"
He steeled his heart, the engine roared, and he accelerated towards Su Laicai.
The villagers shouted in horror, "Brother Su, dodge!"
"They’re killing someone!"
At that critical moment, a shadow flew across the sky.
No one saw what was happening; they only saw someone standing in front of Su Laicai, reaching out to tap on the middle part of the excavator’s body.
With a loud bang, the excavator weighing several tons suddenly shuddered.
An imprint of a palm was branded on the excavator, three inches deep.
The two treads whirred as they spun freely, unable to move even a fraction of an inch.
Su Yiyi burst out, grabbing her father and quickly retreating, her little face had turned deathly pale as she cried out to her father, "Dad, why aren’t you running? Do you want to scare me to death?"
Su Laicai felt warmth in his groin, and as he stared ahead and came to his senses, he was terrified out of his wits and wet his pants.
Long Fei single-handedly resisted the excavator, while the driver inside, driven to desperation, only focused on wiping the brakes, unaware of the situation below.
The treads vibrated with a buzzing sound, kicking up clouds of dust on the ground.
Blood boiled within Long Fei’s body, and a surge of Essential Qi burst forth from him, slamming powerfully into the excavator.
The engine inside was instantly pierced by this Essential Qi, and with a series of loud bangs, the machine’s parts convulsed violently.
Sparks flew out, and soon it malfunctioned.
The villagers were completely petrified, thinking to themselves, who is this guy?
This strength was simply too powerful, stopping the excavator in its tracks.
The driver frantically pressed the accelerator, feeling no response.
He opened his eyes to see a man standing below, staring at him furiously.
A shiver ran down his spine and he opened the door to escape.
The man slapped the reinforced glass door, which shattered with a snap.
The driver was violently grabbed by the man and yanked out of the seat, then smashed hard onto the ground.
Those in the jeep had no clue what was happening and filed out one after another, wielding various weapons in their hands.
There were large machetes, sticks, and even a sawed-off shotgun.
Long Fei, stepping on Little Wu’s face, said in a muffled voice, "Do you realize that you almost killed someone just now?"
Little Wu’s breath tightened, his face turned bright red, and he yelled in madness, "Who the hell are you? Mind your own business! Killing someone is none of your damn concern!"
The six million gone, Little Wu was so angered he lost all sense of reason.
He thought it was his excavator that had broken down, having no idea it was destroyed by Long Fei’s slap.
At this moment, Brother Xiong arrived with his men, holding a flamethrower and cursing at Long Fei, "Fuck your mother, let my brother go now!"
They hid behind, not clearly seeing the situation.
Long Fei looked at them, corners of his mouth twitching as he said, "Is a human life so worthless in your eyes?"
His foot moved from Little Wu’s body to his arm, the bones inside crackling like dry branches.
With a snap, it broke into two pieces.
Little Wu’s complexion turned ashen, and he howled in excruciating pain, "Fuck your mother, big bro, kill him now!"
Brother Xiong and his underlings, intimidated by Long Fei’s ferocity, shuddered in fear.
Brother Xiong, wielding the flamethrower, cursed tremulously, "Motherfucker, you’re seeking death!"
With a loud rumble, Brother Xiong acted ruthlessly.
His finger pulled the trigger, a jet of flame shot out, bringing with it hundreds of iron pellets aimed at Long Fei’s body.
All the villagers covered their eyes, unable to believe that the other side would truly open fire, completely overwhelmed by the unfolding events.
Su Yiyi was also terrified and screamed out, "Brother Long, be careful!"
The iron pellets hung suspended in the air just in front of Long Fei as if time had stopped, all of them frozen mid-flight.
Long Fei gave Brother Xiong a cold smile, and with a wave of his hand.
The bullets whirled around and flew back towards where they came from with a whoosh.
A series of muffled sounds followed as the iron pellets pierced through Brother Xiong and several others’ arms and legs, spurting fresh blood. They resembled a hornet’s nest, with flesh ripped and skin torn open.
The men screamed like pigs being slaughtered, thudding onto the ground, their faces twisted in agony and terror.