Chapter 354: with translation of chapter title

Xu Yue, wuu wuu wuu~~~ Nine-year-old Yuan Shuang saw Xu Yue's head being stepped on by Yuan Qiang, crying and pushing Yuan Qiang: "Get out! Get out! wuu wuu wuu~~~"

Don't you dare hit Xu Yue!

Eight-year-old Yuan Zhonghua also lunged forward.

Although his voice was childish, his anger was no less than that of a mature adult. Knowing he couldn't push Yuan Qiang, he bit straight into Yuan Qiang's thigh.

The two children, one pushing and one biting, startled the onlookers into gasps.

As expected...

Yuan Qiang, this beast, has no humanity at all.

He shouted angrily, "Get lost!" First he shoved nine-year-old Yuan Shuang to the ground, then grabbed the frail eight-year-old Yuan Zhonghua: "You dog bastard, are you really a dog? You love biting people so much!"

In the next second he flung Yuan Zhonghua two or three meters away, without hesitation.

Eight-year-old Yuan Zhonghua fell into a pile of ashes from the recently burned paper house and straw paper; his arm was scorched by lingering embers, making him jerk back, and he hastily crawled out of the fire.

Seeing this, Xu Yue burst into tears, unable to muster the strength to get up.

Nine-year-old Yuan Shuang came running again, crying, to help Xu Yue up: "Teacher Xu..." But with limited strength, the helplessness of a volunteer teacher and two orphans is heartbreaking.

Although many villagers were watching, no one dared step forward to help.

Everyone was angry but dared not speak.

Just like the incident of signing away the ancestral hall, the village elders were summoned by the father and son to the village committee, the doors locked! Whether they signed or not, they had to sign, otherwise they'd meet the same fate as the old principal—"slipping" and falling off the cliff.

Arrogant Yuan Qiang strode into the ancestral hall and overturned the offering table set before the coffin.

He then grabbed a bamboo pole and wildly smashed the mourning hall: "Damn it, even a dead dog gets a mourning hall! What right does this dead old dog have to enter the ancestral hall!"

Beast!!! Stop!!!

Xu Yue cried out in anguish, wanting to rush forward to stop him, but a kind old woman from the village held her back. The old woman, also anguished, said: "Don't be foolish, you can't beat him, don't go in."

The surrounding villagers, hearing this, all felt deeply sympathetic.

Yeah, in this remote mountain village where the emperor's reach is weak, who hasn't swallowed a broken tooth? Yuan Qiang, this dog, was originally a village bully, and now he even has backing from a big boss outside...

Everyone watched helplessly as the mourning hall was torn apart, daring only to curse Yuan Qiang's lack of manners in their hearts.

Yuan Qiang smashed the mourning hall to pieces, then shouted outside: "You few, come in and carry this old dog's coffin out!"

The usual hangers-on who followed Yuan Qiang around sprang into action at his call.

Soon they had lifted the coffin onto the open ground outside.

Yuan Qiang then brought a can of gasoline and poured it over the coffin, after which he pulled out a lighter: "You worthless dogs, watch closely—once the fire catches, this is what crushing bones and scattering ashes means!"

Just as Yuan Qiang was striking the lighter.

A lump of cow dung came flying through the air, with a "bia" sound it hit Yuan Qiang's face, startling him so much his whole body jolted; he froze for two or three seconds before reacting: "Damn!"

He wiped off the disgusting cow dung from his face.

He glared angrily at the surrounding villagers: "Who threw it! Who threw the cow dung! Damn it! You won't admit it, right? Believe it or not, I…"

I threw it.

Hearing the voice, everyone turned and saw two unfamiliar faces.

The newcomers were Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing,

The one who spoke was Lin Dongfan, who walked steadily toward Yuan Qiang, smearing the cow dung still on his right palm onto Yuan Qiang's clothes: "Damn, dirtied my hand."

Damn it, it's you again, you bastard!

Recalling how Lin Dongfan had beaten him up yesterday on the street, Yuan Qiang flew into a rage and swung his fist at Lin Dongfan's head.

When it comes to fighting, Lin Dongfan is a professional.

Lin Dongfan tilted his head to dodge, then seized Yuan Qiang's right arm, twisted it backward, and followed with a hard push to his back: "You're on."

Before his words finished, Yuan Qiang staggered and fell straight into Yang Qing's path.

Yang Qing said nothing.

With one punch he knocked Yuan Qiang to the ground.

Damn!

Yuan Qiang struggled to his feet, wiped his mouth, and realized why it hurt—he was bleeding. He lowered his head, looked left and right, picked up a brick, and turned to smash it at Yang Qing's head.

Still dare to assault an officer?

Yang Qing didn't rush to pull out handcuffs to subdue Yuan Qiang.

Because this beast isn't human, today we must make him pay some price; if we don't handle it properly, Lin Dongfan will likely look down on us.

After blocking that brick attack, Yang Qing used a professional grappling technique to reverse-lock Yuan Qiang's arm.

Yuan Qiang let out a painful "oh-woo" cry.

Lin Dongfan frowned and said coldly: "Just now I seemed to hear this beast say he wanted to crush Teacher Xu's bones and scatter his ashes. Old Yang, you handle it."

Understood.

Yang Qing shoved Yuan Qiang in front of Teacher Xu's coffin.

Yuan Qiang strained to struggle: "Damn it! Let go! Try moving me, and today none of you will leave Wushi Village alive!"

Damn, you're stubborn—kneel!

Yang Qing kicked Yuan Qiang's knee.

Forcing Yuan Qiang to kneel.

Yang Qing then pressed Yuan Qiang's head to the ground and, before the coffin, gave him a series of hard knocks: "Beast, you weren't going to crush Principal Xu's bones and scatter his ashes? Your father didn't teach you that the dead come first—I'll teach you!"

In the course of speaking, Yang Qing had already pressed Yuan Qiang's head to the ground and knocked it several times.

All that could be seen was Yuan Qiang's forehead bleeding profusely.

This satisfying sight made the surrounding onlookers' blood boil with excitement.

Everyone privately chuckled excitedly: "This beast finally has his day? Keep knocking, keep knocking—if he doesn't die, knock him to death! Principal Xu can certainly endure his kowtow."

The originally desperate and helpless Xu Yue also let out a sigh of relief at this moment.

She wiped her tears.

She pulled the two children over to Lin Dongfan and said, "Big brother, you saved me again; I don't know how to thank you..."

She was about to kneel to Lin Dongfan as she spoke.

Lin Dongfan hastily reached out to support her: "Teacher Xu, don't do that." He then turned and pointed at Yang Qing, who was "committing violence", and introduced him to Xu Yue: "That's my brother Yang Qing; we came here especially to find you."

"Thank you."

Recalling the various humiliations she had just endured, Xu Yue wiped her tears again.

She lowered her head, choking with sobs: "Yuan Qiang, this beast, has no humanity at all. If it weren't for you coming, I'm afraid I couldn't even preserve Principal Yuan's remains..."

"Old Yang, did you hear? This beast has no humanity!" Lin Dongfan shouted.

Yang Qing pressed Yuan Qiang's head and gave another hard kowtow: "Beast, no loud wailing! Kowtowing must be professional—first bow to heaven and earth, second bow to one's teacher... Huh? He passed out so quickly? Really, he's not durable enough for kowtowing..."

This time Yuan Qiang really passed out, his forehead already smashed.

Li Jianmin, who had been watching silently from the side, now gritted his teeth in anger; he glanced at the unconscious Yuan Qiang on the ground, then at Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing.

Lin Dongfan asked in surprise: "What are you looking at? Not convinced?"

"Submit? Why should I submit to you?" Li Jianmin gave a cold smile, then ordered his subordinates: "Attack! Tear down this shrine for me; let's see who dares to stop us today!"