Chapter 418: Hitching a Ride on Headlights? I'll Teach You a Lesson!

In truth, that string of numbers wasn't something Shen Yan made up on the spot; he had originally wanted to give Wu Yue'er's number. Huniu had a formidable way with words, and when she started roasting people, it was like a rhythmic chant; she could curse someone out without using a single dirty word, yet every sentence would strike right at the heart.

After some deliberation, he decisively abandoned that idea.

Better to avoid extra trouble.

After all, if Huniu found out he was out having a late-night snack with Luo Qiqi, there would inevitably be a round of nagging about him "stepping out on his partner" or "lacking moral integrity."

Even though he was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

Later, Shen Yan's mind took a turn, recalling the time he witnessed Wu Yue'er on the phone with her stepmother; the scene was simply too painful to watch, two top-tier trash-talkers going at it like they were performing in an opera.

The level of excitement was comparable to a blockbuster movie.

According to Wu Yue'er, her skill in roasting people was inherited from that stepmother.

Compared to the stepmother, Wu Yue'er was still a bit green.

Relying on his photographic memory, Shen Yan decisively provided the stepmother's phone number.

He hoped that after Sun Feifei realized what happened, she wouldn't be roasted to the point of doubting her own existence.

Walking east from the barbecue shop, passing an overpass, the car drove into a large mountain, and after climbing the Huan Shan Road for about five minutes, one could reach Luojiazhuang.

And lying between the mountain and the overpass was a long, tedious road; what one couldn't help but complain about was that this road actually had no streetlights.

They really weren't afraid of causing a fatal car accident.

Luo Qiqi explained: "The road on the mountain doesn't have streetlights either. The local government doesn't manage it. The village committee originally wanted to raise funds to install streetlights, but the villagers all claimed they had no money, so the matter was left unsettled and has dragged on until now."

Shen Yan shook his head, not taking it to heart.

Having finally found a chance to be alone with Shen Yan, Luo Qiqi's heart stirred, and she was just about to say something.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of a horn rang out.

Looking up, a bright red electric tricycle came into view ahead. The tricycle's headlight seemed to be broken, and it could only move forward slowly with the help of a flashlight.

On the seat was a middle-aged man in his early forties, short and wiry.

The man clearly noticed the bright headlights behind him as well.

He simply turned off his flashlight, positioned his tricycle across the middle of the road, and began to drive forward at a snail's pace.

???

Shen Yan was baffled by this maneuver. No, what was this guy trying to do?

Could he be planning to "hitch a ride" on his headlights?

Luo Qiqi clearly noticed the man's actions too, her delicate brows knitting slightly, because she recognized that man—he was the village bully, known as Luo Dakui.

He was a habitual rascal, and the villagers could do nothing about him.

They could only keep their distance.

"This person has poor character and is disliked by everyone where we live. Try to see if you can overtake him," Luo Qiqi said, somewhat speechless.

Shen Yan nodded and turned the steering wheel, preparing to overtake from the right.

Luo Dakui was sharp-eyed and followed by riding to the right; Shen Yan then moved to the left, and the tricycle followed to the left. Yet, this was a two-way road that could only accommodate two cars side-by-side, with green fields on both sides.

If Luo Dakui had the mind to, he could completely block the entire road.

Shen Yan honked his horn a few times, but the other party ignored him; it seemed he was determined to "hitch a ride" on the headlights all the way.

After all, anyone traveling this road was undoubtedly a resident of the mountain.

Luo Qiqi's cheeks puffed up like a balloon as she cursed: "This dog of a man, sooner or later he'll get his retribution."

A flash of inspiration struck Shen Yan, and a wicked smile curled his lips: "I'll make him get his retribution today."

"What are you planning to do? This guy is a real rascal; once you get entangled with him, it's hard to get away."

"Don't worry, I guarantee he won't be able to entangle me."

Next, Shen Yan acted as if he had resigned himself to his fate, following behind the tricycle at a leisurely pace. Seeing this, Luo Dakui was very smug; he turned his head, gave the car a thumbs-up, and then pointed it downward.

A blatant provocation.

Shen Yan didn't get angry; instead, he laughed.

Enjoy your happiness now, because you'll be miserable in a moment.

Before long, a semi-circular corner came into Shen Yan's line of sight. Shen Yan rolled down the window and said to the side: "I'm about to turn off the lights, watch out!"

"What?"

Before Luo Qiqi could react, the car suddenly braked and the engine cut out.

In an instant, the previously bright environment plunged into total darkness.

Immediately following, a series of thumping sounds arrived, mixed with miserable wails.

"Ahhh!"

"Ouch! Oh, my mother!"

To Shen Yan, these sounds were like music to his ears, making him feel secretly delighted. He restarted the car, drove forward a little further, and shone the headlights into the field.

Sure enough.

That deep red tricycle was overturned in the field, its body covered in mud and pitch-black, and Luo Dakui was no better off, half his face covered in sludge as he struggled to climb up from the field.

He was cursing on his lips: "You damn dog, who told you to turn off the lights suddenly? You made me fall into the field! You just wait, see if I don't beat you to death today."

"Moron, just stay there and eat mud."

"Bye-bye!"

Having said that, Shen Yan drove away directly.

Seeing this, Luo Dakui scrambled desperately toward the road, but he couldn't catch up to the car's pace even if he rode a horse.

He could only spew profanities from behind.

Shen Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Honestly, the other party's cynical appearance was just like a monkey being teased—ridiculous to the extreme.

He wasn't worried at all about being bothered afterward; even if the other party called the police, it would be useless.

After all, he had no obligation to light the way for others.

Furthermore, the car stalling suddenly had nothing to do with him, Shen Yan.

Luo Qiqi, who had witnessed the entire process, laughed even more exaggeratedly than Shen Yan, clutching her stomach and slapping her thighs.

Honk honk honk!

Serves you right!

You wanted to mooch off our headlights and kept acting so smug; feeling comfortable now?

Just imagine: in a brightly lit environment, a tricycle reaches a turn, and at that moment, the once-shining headlights suddenly lose their power source—what kind of reaction would the driver have?

Panic-stricken.

Falling into the field is an unavoidable outcome.

"Shen Yan, well done! I can't believe you thought of such a brilliant way to deal with that scoundrel," Luo Qiqi exclaimed, feeling satisfied.

She then gave Shen Yan a thumbs-up.

Shen Yan remarked that this wasn't miserable enough; it would be even better if a torrential downpour followed.

Boom!

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

A bolt of lightning, like a silver waterfall, tore across the sky, and a rumbling thunder followed.

The Qingming Festival season is naturally a rainy period, where cold and warm air currents intersect, thus forming weather with continuous drizzling rain.

Seeing the fine, silk-like rain begin to fall from the sky, the two couldn't help but laugh even more joyfully.

The only pity was that the rain was too light and lacked lethality.

Otherwise, it would have been enough to give that rascal a real headache.

Behind them, Luo Dakui wiped the rainwater from his face, feeling like crying but having no tears; he felt that Heaven was deliberately making things difficult for him—it didn't rain early, and it didn't rain late.

It just had to rain the moment he fell into the field.

Damn it! What rotten luck!

Luo Dakui looked all around; it was the middle of the night, no vehicles were passing by, everything was pitch black, and the chilly, eerie air kept creeping into his body.

Moreover, snakes, insects, rats, and ants were crawling about in the fields.

This made Luo Dakui shiver uncontrollably, and he hurriedly ran to the main road, where the solid concrete gave him a shred of comfort.

Yet, his heart was still filled with panic.

"Mom, I'm so scared!"