funbook-pk Chapter 63 The village bully, released from prison, wanted to return to his old ways; upon seeing th
Chapter 63 The village bully, released from prison, wanted to return to his old ways; upon seeing th
Lin Xian leaned back in the soft leather back of his gaming chair, listening to Zhou Bapi's frantic report over the walkie-talkie, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.
These days, it seems like any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come to the Qingshui Divine Kingdom to seek attention; even a street thug who collects protection money wants a piece of the pie.
He spat out the cherry pit from his mouth, casually swiped his finger in mid-air, and switched the holographic surveillance video directly to the boundary marker of Qingshui County.
On the floating screen, a man wearing an old black leather jacket and with a bald head is standing in the middle of a newly paved asphalt road.
The man had a hideous scar across his face and was holding a rusty watermelon knife. He was arrogantly slapping the speed limit sign next to him with the back of the knife.
Zhou Bapi stood not far away with several security guards, looking at this man as if he were a primitive man who had crawled out of a pile of fossils.
This scarred man was the number one village bully who dominated the surrounding area ten years ago, making a living by extorting protection money and forcibly buying and selling fish and juicing the villagers.
He had spent ten years in prison operating a sewing machine. He was just released this morning and ran back to his hometown without even changing out of his clean clothes.
The old man's memory is still stuck in that backward, impoverished, remote village ten years ago, where there wasn't even a paved road.
He had originally planned to return to his old ways after being released from prison, relying on the machete in his hand to continue living a life of luxury in the village and make up for the lost youth.
As soon as he reached the village entrance, he was stunned by the transparent, anti-gravity track that stretched straight to the sky.
The tractors and electric scooters flying around in the sky made him wonder if he had been beaten in prison and damaged his brain.
Scarface swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing his ghostly emotions, and decided to find an easy target to bully first, so as to regain his authority in the village.
He swaggered to the gatehouse, carrying a machete, and spat a glob of thick, yellowish phlegm at Zhou Bapi.
He shouted that every household had to pay two thousand yuan in protection money, and if they paid even a penny less, they would be bled dry.
He rubbed the rusty watermelon knife against the white marble pillar of the guard post, thinking he had struck a domineering gangster pose.
Aunt Li was leading her patrol team past when she heard this, and she started to screw the lid of her thermos cup shut with a loud creak.
Several middle-aged women whispered among themselves, mocking whose stupid son had been released and dared to come to the special zone to collect protection money with just a piece of scrap metal in his hand.
Zhou Bapi touched the latest model quantum stun gun at his waist, but he couldn't even muster the interest to use it to shock someone.
In the e-sports room of the floating manor, Mu Xiaotian leaned over to take a look at the screen and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She mocked the old man, asking if he'd read too many time-travel novels, thinking he could take on the manor's anti-aircraft artillery with just a kitchen knife.
Wearing fluffy rabbit pajamas, Xia Anran obediently fed Lin Xian the peeled grapes, pouting her red lips and complaining that this bad guy was such a spoilsport.
Su Qinghan leaned back on the sofa, flipping through financial news, and sneered as she suggested that they should just put this village bully into a sack and throw him into the deep sea to feed the great white shark.
Lin Xian pinched Xia Anran's soft little face, swallowed the grape in his mouth, and indicated that there was no need to get his hands dirty when dealing with this kind of primitive person.
He picked up the iced cola on the table, took a sip, and felt a refreshing coolness as the carbonated bubbles exploded in his throat.
He decided to help this senior colleague understand the reality of modern technology, so that he wouldn't embarrass himself in public.
Lin Xian didn't even bother to give a voice command; he simply sent an access permission to the underground hangar through his brainwave helmet.
A low, mechanical roar suddenly emanated from the ground at the boundary marker of Qingshui County, as if an ancient behemoth was awakening deep within the earth's crust.
A violent tremor came from the asphalt road beneath Scarface's feet, making his legs go numb and nearly causing him to drop the watermelon knife from his hand.
The camouflaged mountains on both sides of the village entrance slowly split open, revealing ten huge, dark underground passages.
Ten fully automated, nuclear-powered mechs, each over ten meters tall, emerged from the underground passage with cold, hard steps, forming a semi-circular encirclement.
These mechs were covered in dark gold armor, and the plasma reactors on their backs spewed out eerie blue high-temperature exhaust flames.
The mech's mechanical arms are equipped with six-barreled Gatling guns with calibers thicker than an adult's thigh, the ammunition belts gleaming with metallic luster.
Scarface tilted his head back, his neck cracking with a sharp sound, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Ten steel behemoths, resembling ancient war gods, instantly surrounded the gaunt man, leaving him no room to escape.
Several crisp, metallic clicks rang out as ten heavy Gatling guns simultaneously raised their muzzles, pointing them at Scarface's bald head.
The inside of the machine gun barrel flashed with a blazing red light, as if it would unleash a metal storm that would tear everything apart at any moment.
The nerve in Scarface's brain called underworld dignity snapped completely at that moment, leaving not a trace.
The watermelon knife in his hand clattered onto the asphalt road, breaking into two useless pieces of scrap metal.
A pungent, warm liquid flowed down his crotch, pooling on the ground in a yellow puddle.
This once domineering and ruthless man was so frightened by this scene in front of all the village's aunties that he wet his pants.
His legs went weak like two cooked noodles, and he knelt heavily on the ground with a thud, banging his head against the ground repeatedly.
He cried and begged the armored man to spare his life, saying that he hadn't gotten married yet and didn't want to be riddled with holes, and he didn't even dare to ask for protection money anymore.
Scarface cried so hard that his face was covered in tears and snot, and he lay on the ground wishing he could bury his face in the dirt.
Lin Xian sat in his gaming chair, stroking his chin with satisfaction, and ordered his grandson to report to the new construction site at the east end of the village to start moving bricks.
Upon receiving the order, Zhou Bapi stepped forward and kicked Scarface in the buttocks, telling him that if he didn't do a good job, he would give him a bath with a machine gun.
Scarface felt like he'd been granted a pardon. He scrambled into the special economic zone construction site at the east end of the village, grabbed a shovel, and started working like crazy.
With these ten nuclear-powered mechs standing by, guns at the ready, 24/7, the village bully underwent a complete transformation and baptism in his life.
He single-handedly achieved the efficiency of ten oxen, leaving a trail of afterimages as he pushed a wheelbarrow loaded with red bricks across the construction site.
After a few days, Scarface became the most hardworking and diligent model worker on the entire construction site in the special economic zone.
Lin Xian looked at the scarred man sweating profusely in the monitor, yawned, and prepared to turn off the screen and take a nap.
Just as Scarface swung his shovel and dug into the damp soil beneath his feet, a white beam of light suddenly shot out from deep underground at the construction site, illuminating the entire Qingshui County as if it were daytime.
This beam of light carried a terrifying energy that could tear apart space, directly ripping a deep, dark crack in the air above.