Chapter 1221

Wang Bowen froze for a moment, then let out a sharp laugh. The mockery, contempt, and disdain were all vividly expressed in that single laugh.

"Motherfucker, a bunch of idiots who don't know when they're going to die."

You didn't even need to ask to know that Sun Wang had brought these peasants up the mountain to cause him trouble.

Zhao Yugang had already grabbed the phone: "Dafu, some villagers are looking for trouble. Tell the brothers to come back; stop hanging around in the pits."

Chen Hancheng didn't take it seriously either, because in Tianhe Village, Wang Bowen was the local emperor, and a few peasants couldn't stir up any big waves.

"Hmph!"

A flash of ferocity appeared in Wang Bowen's eyes. He threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Sun Wang, oh Sun Wang, I've been giving your brother face, so I haven't bothered with your petty little antics. But this time, you actually brought those peasants to rebel against me. It seems you don't want to live a good life anymore. Fine, I'll fucking grant your wish."

Zhao Yugang put down the phone and asked with a frown: "Is Sun Xing coming out soon?"

"So what if he fucking comes out?" Wang Bowen barked: "If he stays put honestly, we'll mind our own business. If he dares to jump around, I'll make him disappear from this world forever."

Chen Hancheng advised: "Old Wang, solve things properly; there's no need to make such a big scene. After all, we're here to mine, and making money is what matters most."

Wang Bowen laughed: "You don't understand. These peasants will tear the roof off if you don't beat them for three days. If I don't give them a good lesson today and let them know who's in charge in Tianhe Village, they'll dare to tear down my office tomorrow."

Chen Hancheng shook his head and sighed: "That's true. On such a cold day, wouldn't it be better to be with your wife and kids on a warm kang, heating up two cups of wine and having a couple of dishes? Why join in the fun with that Sun Wang?"

Wang Bowen sneered: "Maybe they think that because I've been into Buddhism lately, I don't eat meat anymore."

Just then, three young men walked into the office cursing, and a large group of about thirty or forty people stood outside.

"Secretary, Boss, what's going on? Who the fuck has the guts to come here and look for trouble?"

The one speaking was thirty-one or thirty-two years old, nearly 1.9 meters tall, but very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

He was Dafu, Wang Bowen's second-in-command. Whenever there was dirty work, this guy was the one who did it.

So, when it came to being ruthless, he was even a step ahead of Zhao Yugang.

The other two young men were Dafu's sworn brothers, one named Gong Yunzhou and the other named Yan Chuang.

These two guys were fugitives wanted for robbery and murder, and they had been hiding by Wang Bowen's side all along.

"Sun Wang brought people," Zhao Yugang said coldly: "Tell the brothers to get their gear. We're keeping Sun Wang here today, and if anyone else dares to resist, they won't be leaving either."

"I told you to bury Sun Wang a long time ago, but you wouldn't agree," Dafu said, his tone full of murderous intent: "Why wait until he makes a scene?"

"Sigh!"

Wang Bowen sighed: "I was just giving his brother face before. Since he doesn't want the face I'm giving him, then let's throw it on the ground."

Dafu said to Gong Yunzhou beside him: "Dazhou, tell the brothers to get their gear."

Gong Yunzhou nodded, turned, and walked out: "Brothers, go get the gear."

"Alright!"

Thirty or forty thugs went to the kitchen, where a pile of machetes and steel pipes was stacked in the east corner, along with two shotguns and a homemade short-barreled gun.

"Motherfucker," one guy picked up a shotgun, checked the bullets inside, and said with a grin: "A bunch of peasants, really don't know when they're going to die."

"Boss said," Gong Yunzhou said: "This time, keep Sun Wang here, and if anyone else dares to resist, they don't have to leave either."

"I've fucking hated that Sun Wang for a long time. This time, I'm definitely going to take off one of his legs."

A thug picked up a machete, lifted the lid of the dog meat pot that was still bubbling away, and without fear of the heat, reached in, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth.

"So hot."

The guy grimaced, swallowed the meat in two bites, then jumped around, slapping his chest.

"Damn it, it's burning me."

Everyone saw this and laughed out loud.

"Brother Zhou, they're coming up," a thug shouted from outside.

Gong Yunzhou waved his hand: "Let's go out and see."

A large group of people left the kitchen with weapons in their hands. Seeing Sun Wang leading people over, a dark mass of them, they all had wild, arrogant smiles on their faces. They really didn't take Sun Wang and these villagers seriously.

And why would they? Usually, these villagers wouldn't dare to make a peep when kicked, cursed at, or slapped. What did they have to be afraid of? Did they really think that just because there were a lot of them, little sheep would turn into wolves?

"Oh!"

Sun Wang was at the very front. Seeing Gong Yunzhou and the others with steel pipes, machetes, and shotguns, there wasn't a trace of fear on his face.

"Such a big formation. We are villagers of Tianhe Village, here to find the village secretary to solve a problem. What are you doing with knives and guns, treating us villagers like class enemies..."

"Fuck your mother, Sun Wang."

The guy holding the shotgun interrupted Sun Wang, raised the shotgun in his hand, and said with a grin.

"Where the fuck is all that nonsense coming from? I'll give you two paths. One, you stay here and let the peasants behind you roll down the mountain. Two, you all fucking stay here, and none of you are going back."

Sun Wang's older brother, Sun Xing, was definitely a figure in Dingnan back in the day. Not to say he controlled both the underworld and the authorities, but no one in the business dared not give him face.

But it was precisely because he was too loyal that he was framed and sentenced to eleven years, and that was only the result of many brothers working for him.

Otherwise, a bullet would have been inevitable. So, genetically, Sun Wang was not someone who feared trouble.

"Fellow villagers, did you hear that?" Sun Wang said with a smile: "These two paths, how do you choose?"

"If they don't give us our hard-earned money, we're not leaving," Da Qiangzi stepped out and stood beside Sun Wang.

"Right!" Ma Hai also shouted: "Today, you must give us our hard-earned money."

"Wang Bowen, give us back our hard-earned money!"

"Wang Bowen, give us back our hard-earned money!"

"..."

The angry roars reached Wang Bowen's ears in the office, making him burst into laughter.

"Old Chen, see that? These peasants want to rebel. I'll go out and take a look. Once I've dealt with them, we'll go back to drinking."

Wang Bowen got up and walked out, with Zhao Yugang, Dafu, and Yan Chuang following behind him.

As soon as the four of them came out, they saw the guy with the shotgun walk up to Da Qiangzi and start slapping his face.

"Da Qiangzi, last time you came with a kitchen knife, the director didn't bother with you. Do you think all us brothers have turned vegetarian?"