Chapter 1042

"Fuck, is there no law anymore? What? Relying on the Niu family's numbers to bully people? Fuck your mother, I'll shoot you all."

"Fuck your mother, bullying this person and that person every day. I think you're tired of living. Today, I'll send you all to the West Heaven."

As the cursing voices drew near, a truly shocking scene appeared.

Grandfather Wang Dashu and Second Grandfather Wang Daliang were each carrying Type 56 assault rifles. Their sons, Wang Yong and Wang Gan, along with Wang Shun and Wang Li, were each carrying Type 56 semi-automatic rifles. Beside them was Wang Dazhu, who had clearly just returned from the mountains, carrying a basket on his back while holding a large Type 54 pistol. These seven people came jogging over, cursing as they went.

Seven people, seven guns—from fully automatic rifles to pistols, they had a complete set of standard weapons.

To be honest, when the people at the meeting saw a row of gun barrels, several members of the Niu family literally pissed their pants.

The reason they could be sure someone had pissed their pants was that the smell of urine isn't noticeable when only one person does it; it only permeates the air when many people do.

The people at the meeting were just shocked or scared, but Wang An was stunned by this scene.

No wonder that as soon as Wang An started the fight, he noticed that Wang Li and his Third Brother Wang Gan, who had arrived early, were nowhere to be seen.

It wasn't until Wang An had finished dealing with the three men that he realized the two brothers had gone back to get guns and call for reinforcements.

However, in the local countryside, there was absolutely nothing wrong with these two brothers leaving Wang An behind to go get guns and call for people.

Because often, a fight between two individuals in the village would trigger a fight between two clans.

Just like the time before the New Year when the village held a meeting to prevent wolves and jackals from entering, a group from the Sun family and a group from the Niu family fought.

In such a situation, if someone from one side were killed or crippled, it would quickly lead to a group brawl between the Sun and Niu clans.

There was no other way; if you're not letting me live, why wait to fight for my life?

Everyone in the Wang family knew Wang An could fight; a few ordinary people together were no match for him, but what about afterward?

No matter how tough Wang An is, no matter how well he can fight, he can handle three or five people, or even five or eight, without a problem.

But what if a dozen people come at him at once? Can Wang An handle that?

If a dozen people aren't enough, then twenty or thirty come at him. I ask you, how much guts does Wang An have? Can Wang An handle that?

No one should brag. Let alone whether he can win, just the exhaustion alone would absolutely be enough to tire Wang An to death!

So at times like this, he needed someone in the family to help, or at the very least, someone to hold the scene down for him.

Without help, it's absolutely impossible to manage.

Therefore, what Wang Li and Wang Gan did was very correct and very wise.

In the event that twenty or thirty people attacked Wang An, he would nine times out of ten be beaten to death, and it would be a death for nothing.

Because since ancient times, there has been an old saying: "The law does not punish the masses!"

Of course, for Wang An, such a thing wouldn't happen. After all, he not only had a gun in his pocket but also a militia member certificate. If he really got desperate and opened fire, that certificate would be useful.

Never think that ordinary people can fight against the government and win in the end.

Because even in later generations, such a thing wouldn't happen.

Unless there is intervention from an opponent or a very powerful third party paying attention to the matter, otherwise, it's absolutely impossible.

There's no way around it; this is a fact.

But it must be said, these two ran quite fast.

It's said that no one in the Wang family runs slowly, because they are all tall with long legs; it would be hard to justify running slowly.

However, this scene was truly a bit too exaggerated—seven people holding seven guns. Fuck, what the hell are they trying to do?

The seven were in a bit of a rush, so they were all panting, especially Comrade Wang Dazhu, who was still carrying a basket of mushrooms and wild vegetables on his back as he ran over.

From this, one can see how worried Wang Dazhu was about his son's safety.

Seeing the scene, anyone could guess who had been beaten, so Wang Dashu and the others stopped cursing, stopped saying the Niu family was bullying people, and immediately shut their mouths.

Wang Dazhu ran quickly to Wang An, looked him up and down, and then asked with a worried frown:

"Xiao An, are you okay? Where are you bleeding?"

Because Niu Dawei, Niu Dayou, and Da Hui had all been beaten to the point of spitting blood by Wang An, Wang An's body and hands were inevitably splattered with blood. Looking at him now, it really did look like he was the one who had been injured.

Wang An heard this and said with a smile:

"Dad, I'm fine. It's all their blood. Don't worry."

Wang Dazhu still believed in Wang An's combat strength. Most importantly, Wang An had previously been a hooligan who fought and brawled all day long.

And in the last two months, Wang An had not only become a militia member but also practiced that martial art of walking on his arms with his head down in the yard every day, which Wang Dazhu had seen with his own eyes.

So after Wang An finished speaking, Wang Dazhu nodded and said:

"Don't just start fighting whenever you feel like it from now on. What's the use of fighting all the time? What if you get hurt? You're over 20 years old, don't you know what it means to be steady? Can you fight until you're old?"

Wang Dazhu was right; fighting is truly useless. Winning only vents your anger, but if you lose, or get hurt by accident, you're the one who suffers.

Just like the time Wang An was hit in the head by Cui Tianbing and his group—that was the time Wang An was almost crippled.

After Wang Dazhu finished, Wang An scratched his head and laughed awkwardly:

"I didn't want to pay attention to them at all. It was that idiot Da Hui who kept provoking me, and then those two idiots Niu Dayou and Niu Dawei insisted on playing favorites. Otherwise, why would I beat them? I'm not that bored."

Just as the entire meeting was in chaos due to the arrival of Wang Dashu and his seven men, a large group of men, about twenty of them, ran over from the east side of the village.

And these twenty or so people didn't come empty-handed; Type 56 semi-automatics, Mosin-Nagants, double-barreled shotguns, single-barreled shotguns, and sand guns—they had everything.

It must be said, this battle of Wang An's exposed all the guns of the families in the village that had them.

Although Wang An knew that due to historical reasons, many local villagers had guns, he never expected there to be so many.

One must know that this was just the Niu family; there were still the Sun and Li families in the village.

Thanks to "I don't feel alive if I don't feel pain" for the tip, thank you, thank you, thank you very much!

Thanks to "Book Friend" for the tip, thank you, thank you!

Thanks again to "Emperor of the Great Empire" for the tip, thank you, thank you!

Wishing you big brothers: sleep until you wake up naturally, and receive so much money your hands cramp!

(End of chapter)