Chapter 1748
It's all an act
After laughing, Mu Xueli asked Wang An:
"Brother-in-law, what are you planning to do with that Li Sanmeng? Are we really going to chop off one of his hands?"
Wang An shook his head and said:
"Why chop his hand? Let's see how things go tomorrow. If he shows remorse and hands over the fourth-grade leaf seedling, then let him off the hook. We can't just chop off his hand for supporting a fourth-grade leaf seedling. That would make us seem petty."
After a pause, Wang An continued:
"Anyway, if he has a bad attitude, we'll beat him up even if we don't chop off his hand. A beggar complaining about leftovers, who else should we beat up if not him?"
Huang Zhong said while chewing his food:
"Yeah, we're about the same height and age. When the time comes, you just need to give the order, and I'll go up and take him down. I'll make sure he's dead."
Wang An looked at Huang Zhong and smiled, then said:
"Alright, if we really go after him, he's yours, hahaha."
Huang Zhong is completely different now. Let alone beating up Li Sanmeng, even if Yang Fuqiang is added to the mix, Wang An believes that Huang Zhong could easily beat them so badly that even their own parents wouldn't recognize them.
The difference between a trained martial artist and an ordinary person is still very large!
After finishing their meal, it was almost completely dark. There wasn't much entertainment in the mountains, so the four of them went to bed early.
It has to be said that living in these mountains, one can only lead a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, which is incredibly monotonous and boring.
If it weren't for the abundance of ginseng stimulating people's most primal desire for money, this kind of life would truly drive people crazy with boredom.
As for those who say they want to find a mountain to live in seclusion, they have absolutely never experienced how boring that kind of life is. To put it bluntly, these people are just being pretentious. If they were really made to live alone in the mountains, they would probably run away very quickly.
The next morning, when Wang An and his three companions, along with two dogs, arrived at Lao'anzi, they found Yang Shuwen and his group of seven already waiting under the tree with the old sign cut down.
It's clear they've been here for a while; they're quite early indeed.
Upon seeing Wang An and his group of four approaching, Yang Shuwen and his six companions stood up. Then, the young man named Li Sanmeng took the initiative to greet Wang An and his group.
When this kid came over, Wang An and his three companions, who were about to greet him, were completely baffled.
The main problem was that they weren't familiar with each other and hadn't exchanged many words, so Wang An and the other three were bound to have some doubts.
Just as Wang An and his companions were wondering what the young man was up to, Li San suddenly took a few quick steps and, when he was about three or four meters in front of them, bent his knees and knelt down in front of them with a thud.
Then, with three muffled thuds, the young man kowtowed three times to Wang An and the other three.
Li San's sudden kneeling and kowtowing to the four men really startled Wang An and his companions. The four men quickly moved aside and hid to the sides.
The main issue is that we're all of the same generation. Who would dare accept someone kowtowing for no reason? The real concern is that it might shorten one's lifespan!
Wang An, who had ducked to the side, immediately shouted, "Hey, buddy, what are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it. What the hell is this kneeling down like that for?"
Li Sanmeng said with a mournful face:
"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I was blinded by greed. Please forgive me this time, I promise I will never do it again."
In an instant, Wang An knew what Li Sanmeng was up to: he was simply trying to admit his mistake of hiding things in order to gain Wang An's forgiveness.
Of course, in Wang An's view, he didn't know he was wrong, but rather he was afraid. He was terrified that if Wang An got angry, he would actually chop off his hand.
However, although Wang An knew the truth in his heart, he pretended to be completely unaware and said:
"What do you mean you won't dare do it again? What are you talking about? You've completely confused me."
At this moment, Yang Shuwen, as their ginseng gang leader, stepped forward, his face flushed with embarrassment, and said:
"Hey bro, here's what happened. This little brat found a four-leaf clubmoss plant last night, and then he tore off the stalk and buried it. When I heard about it, I gave him a good beating, bro. You tell me, what a mess this is."
Noticing Wang An's face had turned completely "gloomy," Yang Shuwen quickly added:
"Don't worry, brother. This is our fault. We definitely won't protect him. Whether to punish him or not is entirely up to you. Brother, please consider that it's his first offense and that he admitted his mistake. Can we... please don't chop off his hand?"
Wang An squinted and coldly stared at Li Sanmeng, seemingly ignoring everything Yang Shuwen said. Then, Wang An slowly pulled out his Type 54 pistol and slowly cocked it.
The whole movement was incredibly slow, as if Wang An was also struggling with whether or not he should shoot Li Sanmeng.
But Wang An's actions terrified Li San, who was kneeling on the ground. Li San trembled uncontrollably, looking as if he was about to wet his pants.
Last night, after listening to the stories about "the Southern Madman" told by Yang Shuwen, Yang Shuxin, and a few other old guys, Li Sanmeng and Yang Fuqiang, the two young men, barely slept a wink.
For small-time thugs like Li Sanmeng, a big shot like Wang An was someone they could only look up to. Just hearing about "Crazy Nan's" exploits had a huge impact on Li Sanmeng and his gang.
But now Wang An is acting like he's about to shoot at any moment, how could Li Sanmeng, a naive young man, possibly withstand that?
Of course, it wasn't just Li Sanmeng; anyone would likely be unable to withstand having a gun pointed at them.
The feeling of life and death hanging in the balance between the two people is truly unpleasant.
The other six people, including Yang Shuwen, were also staring intently at the Type 6 pistol in Wang An's hand, their faces filled with tension.
What they didn't know was that Wang An was just putting on an act.
That's right, Wang An was faking it; he did it on purpose.
For Wang An, the role of Yang Shuwen and his six companions was merely to help him with his work and find the big goods. Only by completely intimidating them and making them afraid to harbor any more thoughts of hoarding goods would they work honestly.
Wang Anke didn't have time to stare at them all day; it would be too boring! (End of Chapter)