Ch 252: The Iou

Oh my god!

Bai Yi quickly stood up, covering his nose and saying, “Get out of here! Where’s your father?”

“No need to look, I’m right here.”

Zhao Liumang slowly emerged from the building, a sinister smile on his face, holding an air gun.

Although the government had explicitly prohibited civilians from privately possessing firearms, some in this remote mountain region still defied the law. Zhao Liumang’s was a civilian air gun, single-shot, but very powerful, using its own specialized air gun bullets. At close range, killing someone wouldn’t be a problem.

Seeing Zhao Liumang pull out a gun, the people lying in the yard were instantly terrified. Guns are not toys; a misfire could mean death, and these people didn’t want to get involved in a manslaughter case.

In an instant, forgetting their physical pain, they scattered and fled.

Although these people saw the gun, none dared to call the police. Zhao Liumang was a local tyrant, and no one wanted to provoke this local emperor. After all, meddling in this could easily backfire.

Only a few of the bolder villagers dared to watch from the wall.

Seeing the gun pointed at them, Bai Yi and Chu Tingting were shocked.

Damn it! This old bastard actually has a gun? This is going to get big.

Although the gun was pointed at Bai Yi, he wasn’t afraid. He looked Zhao Liumang in the eye and said, “What’s the meaning of this?”

“What’s the meaning? ” Zhao Liumang raised the gun with one hand, his finger rubbing against the trigger. “Kneel.”

Kneel your grandmother’s leg!

Bai Yi sneered, grabbed the gun barrel, and coldly said, “Go ahead, shoot.”

The atmosphere was tense. Yang Yang, terrified, looked at the dark gun barrel and excitedly said to Zhao Liumang, “Don’t, I… I agree.”

But before Yang Yang could finish, Chu Tingting covered her mouth.

Seeing the unwavering determination in Bai Yi and Chu Tingting’s eyes, Zhao Liumang’s temples throbbed. He pressed the gun barrel harder and shouted, “Are you going to kneel or not?”

Bai Yi held the gun barrel tightly and sneered, “I’ll say it again, try shooting.”

The old bastard was nervous. Shooting a gun isn’t like shooting a plane; it’s a matter of life and death, and no one can escape legal consequences for murder.

The old bastard was sweating profusely but still didn’t dare to shoot.

But Bai Yi knew they needed to resolve this quickly. If this guy’s anger escalated, it would be trouble.

Chu Tingting understood this as well and quickly pulled Yang Yang towards the gate.

“Don’t move, or I’ll shoot!” Zhao Liumang yelled.

While the old bastard was distracted, Bai Yi used his wrist strength to raise the gun barrel, aiming it at Zhao Liumang’s waist, and delivered a devastating kick.

Zhao Liumang winced in pain, falling backward, his finger instinctively pulling the trigger.

Bang——

A loud bang, and white smoke puffed from the air gun’s barrel.

Hearing the gunshot, the onlookers scattered. Bai Yi didn’t give the old bastard a chance. He forcefully snatched the air gun, threw it aside, pounced on the fallen Zhao Liumang, and unleashed a flurry of punches.

Each punch landed squarely, eliciting screams of pain from Zhao Liumang. He had never suffered such humiliation, beaten by an unknown kid.

Everyone had run off, so Zhao Liumang’s cries for help were unanswered. His wife hid inside the house, too afraid to come out. Zhao Shoucheng, having wet his pants earlier, didn’t dare to move, only sobbing.

Zhao Liumang was in no better shape, his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition.

Oh, that’s right, he’s hardly human.

This turn of events was unexpected. The courtyard was quiet, but outside the walls, a commotion erupted as almost the entire village gathered to watch.

Ironically, Zhao’s wedding almost turned into a funeral.

Regardless, he fired a gun! That’s shocking enough, let alone actually shooting. Real life isn’t a novel or a movie, where unbelievable things happen.

Bai Yi and Chu Tingting knelt beside the fallen Zhao Liumang, but the smell of Zhao Shoucheng’s urine was overpowering. Bai Yi kicked the kid again, pinning him to the ground and using his clothes to clean up his urine.

Surprisingly, the kid’s clothes were quite absorbent.

After cleaning him up, Bai Yi approached the battered Zhao Liumang and said, “Now that the fight’s over, shall we settle that debt?”

After that beating, Zhao Liumang’s face was unrecognizable, his eyes like those of a panda—adorable.

He opened his panda eyes, looking at the young man. He hated him fiercely, but in his current state, he had no choice but to submit.

Zhao Liumang nodded reluctantly.

“Good. Then listen: Don’t be so ruthless. What goes around comes around. You should know that.”

Zhao Liumang resented being lectured by this boy, but he’d been defeated, so there was nothing to say. However, his eyes showed no remorse.

Bai Yi didn’t have time to analyze his psychology and continued, “You heard Yang Yang; she doesn’t want to marry your son. You can’t force someone to marry, you should understand that.”

Zhao Liumang stared blankly. He’d never been so humiliated, especially by a couple of kids.

Chu Tingting, losing patience, impatiently said, “Get the IOU!”

Bai Yi shook his head. This wasn’t just about helping Yang Yang; the process had to be transparent and clear.

Bai Yi pulled out the black package he’d used to hit Zhao Shoucheng and threw it on the ground.

“This is 100,000 yuan, enough to repay what Yang Yang’s family owes you.”

Bai Yi stood up and shouted to the onlookers, “We’ve paid what Wang family owed you. Now, give us the IOU. And let’s not forget about that ‘rolling son’ incident from back then.”

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