Chapter 44
No Give and No Take
"This is called cause and effect, and retribution is inevitable."
"You bastard, using this method to deal with me, you deserve to be blind!" Chen Huan felt a strange sense of satisfaction as he watched the other person rolling on the ground.
After receiving the inheritance of the cultivation technique, the impact is not limited to the body.
He felt that his personality had also been re-evaluated and elevated.
He was no longer as indecisive, timid, or cowardly as before.
It added a touch of cynicism, ruthlessness, and viciousness.
"Chen Huan, put me down." Zhao Liping was still being held by Chen Huan with one arm.
Although she didn't mind such close contact, there were quite a few people watching, so it was a bit inappropriate.
Chen Huan put the person down and then slowly walked up to the person in the white vest.
"What do you want to do?" The other person's eyes were full of panic.
The previous domineering and tyrannical attitude was gone.
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Chen Huan smiled. "What do you think I want to do?"
"You bastards, you kidnapped my woman and tried to swindle me out of all my savings. These are all capital offenses!"
"As you said before, this place is so remote that no one will come even if you shout at the top of your lungs."
"So, I'll just kill you all one by one, and then dig a hole to bury you. It'll only take a little time."
When Chen Huan said these words, Zhao Liping, who was standing right next to him, felt a chill run down her spine.
The man in the white vest opposite him felt as if he had fallen into hell at that moment, his body trembling uncontrollably, so nervous that he didn't know how to speak.
After struggling for a while, he finally responded, "Don't kill me, we know we were wrong."
"Besides, we're just doing what people pay us to solve their problems. Don't you want to know who contacted us?"
"It's your village chief, Zhao Siming, and his family."
Chen Huan smiled knowingly again. "You're not very principled. Shouldn't people in your line of work be willing to die for their country and never yield?"
The man in the white vest gave a bitter laugh. "Nothing is more important than life. As long as you can stay alive, brother, you can do whatever you want."
Chen Huan said "Oh," and added, "Seeing as you're so conscientious, I'll spare your life for now."
Get up.
The man in the white vest breathed a sigh of relief, slowly climbing up while leaning against a tree. He forced a smile, "Yeah, there's no need to be so ruthless..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Huan kicked him again, this time right in his stomach.
"Ugh!" The man in the white vest was kicked off the ground and knelt down in front of Chen Huan. The intense pain made him unable to make a sound, and he felt as if his intestines had almost been ruptured.
"Stop joking around with me, be serious." Chen Huan raised his eyebrows, his face full of mockery.
He could refrain from killing, but he absolutely could not let go so easily of those who plotted against him, especially since they had no bottom line and actually thought of using women as blackmail.
This bad habit cannot be tolerated; it must be corrected once and for all.
Seeing the man in the white vest suffer, the rest of them all knelt down in unison, trembling with fear that Chen Huan, this god of death, would suddenly go berserk and kill them all.
"You just said that Zhao Siming sent you to deal with me, right?"
"What did he say?" Chen Huan took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked slowly.
The woman in white is still immersed in endless pain and cannot utter a word.
His subordinate quickly replied, "I heard the conversation on the phone. He said he absolutely had to wipe you out, but the women in your family had to be spared."
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Huan's eyes. "To wipe them all out, huh?"
"That's great, he's given me a reason to kill him."
The people on the other side were once again filled with fear.
At that moment, they had a peculiar illusion, as if the people in front of them were not some ragged country farmers at all.
It's more like an unparalleled, ferocious god from beyond the heavens.
At this moment, Chen Huan had made up his mind: Zhao Siming absolutely could not be allowed to live.
Either kill him, or ensure he never has a chance to rise again.
Chen Huan quickly came up with an idea.
Staring at the men in white vests, he coldly gave the order, "You guys get up and follow me."
These people were now like puppets on strings, not daring to have any independent thoughts at all. They obediently got up and helped each other follow behind Chen Huan.
"Chen Huan, you need to calm down."
"I know that with your current abilities, you can deal with Zhao Siming's family, but if you really go and kill him, won't you ruin the rest of your life?" Zhao Liping grabbed Chen Huan's arm and kept trying to persuade him, her expression anxious.
Chen Huan raised an eyebrow at her. "Don't worry, there's not that much fighting and killing in a society governed by the rule of law."
"I have other ways to deal with that old man."
Chen Huan helped Zhao Liping onto the tricycle and took her back to the village.
"Can you get home by yourself?" Chen Huan asked calmly.
Zhao Liping nodded, "No problem, it's definitely safe in the village."
"After I finished treating the patients in our village, I suddenly received calls from patients in other villages seeking medical help. Thinking I could earn more money, I went out and that's how I got scammed..."
"I will listen to you from now on and be more careful."
As Zhao Liping entered the village, the people in white vests and others following behind also approached.
They were all covered in wounds, their faces contorted in pain and their expressions filled with panic.
They didn't know how Chen Huan would punish them next, but they didn't dare to ask or resist.
They could only obediently follow Chen Huan's tricycle, jogging all the way to Zhao Siming's house.
Zhao Siming's house is the most conspicuous in the village. It is large and has an additional two floors.
At this very moment, on the small platform on the second floor, a pair of long legs are gently swaying.
The owner of those long legs is Zhao Jingjing.
Her eyes were somewhat vacant as she sat there, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from ahead. He looked closely and his expression turned strange.
"Chen Huan?"
"That bastard, why didn't he listen to advice and is still in the village?" Zhao Jingjing said angrily.
After much internal struggle, I finally decided to go and deliver the message to him, hoping to save his life.
Is this idiot not only ignoring advice, but now he's actually coming to our doorstep?
"Is this person sick in the head..." Zhao Jingjing muttered as she stood up.
To everyone's surprise, Chen Huan didn't come alone.
About ten meters behind him, seven or eight people were lined up in an orderly row, jogging along.
"What's going on?"
"Did he hire help? Those guys looked like they were from the underworld. I've never heard of Chen Huan knowing people like that." Zhao Jingjing was completely confused.
Soon, Chen Huan led the group of people to Old Zhao's house.
He looked up, squinting, at Zhao Jingjing's long, glistening legs in the sunlight.
She smiled, then joked, "Standing so high, did you know I was coming and prepare to greet me specially?"
Zhao Jingjing frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why are you bringing so many people? What do you want to do?"
Chen Huan shrugged. "Looking for your dad, huh?"
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Zhao Jingjing frowned even more.
Chen Huan smiled and jumped out of the car. "Of course I'm here to cause trouble, not to propose marriage, right?"
"You bastard, using this method to deal with me, you deserve to be blind!" Chen Huan felt a strange sense of satisfaction as he watched the other person rolling on the ground.
After receiving the inheritance of the cultivation technique, the impact is not limited to the body.
He felt that his personality had also been re-evaluated and elevated.
He was no longer as indecisive, timid, or cowardly as before.
It added a touch of cynicism, ruthlessness, and viciousness.
"Chen Huan, put me down." Zhao Liping was still being held by Chen Huan with one arm.
Although she didn't mind such close contact, there were quite a few people watching, so it was a bit inappropriate.
Chen Huan put the person down and then slowly walked up to the person in the white vest.
"What do you want to do?" The other person's eyes were full of panic.
The previous domineering and tyrannical attitude was gone.
[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name for following books: 101kanshu.com (101kshu.com) – super convenient!]
Chen Huan smiled. "What do you think I want to do?"
"You bastards, you kidnapped my woman and tried to swindle me out of all my savings. These are all capital offenses!"
"As you said before, this place is so remote that no one will come even if you shout at the top of your lungs."
"So, I'll just kill you all one by one, and then dig a hole to bury you. It'll only take a little time."
When Chen Huan said these words, Zhao Liping, who was standing right next to him, felt a chill run down her spine.
The man in the white vest opposite him felt as if he had fallen into hell at that moment, his body trembling uncontrollably, so nervous that he didn't know how to speak.
After struggling for a while, he finally responded, "Don't kill me, we know we were wrong."
"Besides, we're just doing what people pay us to solve their problems. Don't you want to know who contacted us?"
"It's your village chief, Zhao Siming, and his family."
Chen Huan smiled knowingly again. "You're not very principled. Shouldn't people in your line of work be willing to die for their country and never yield?"
The man in the white vest gave a bitter laugh. "Nothing is more important than life. As long as you can stay alive, brother, you can do whatever you want."
Chen Huan said "Oh," and added, "Seeing as you're so conscientious, I'll spare your life for now."
Get up.
The man in the white vest breathed a sigh of relief, slowly climbing up while leaning against a tree. He forced a smile, "Yeah, there's no need to be so ruthless..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Huan kicked him again, this time right in his stomach.
"Ugh!" The man in the white vest was kicked off the ground and knelt down in front of Chen Huan. The intense pain made him unable to make a sound, and he felt as if his intestines had almost been ruptured.
"Stop joking around with me, be serious." Chen Huan raised his eyebrows, his face full of mockery.
He could refrain from killing, but he absolutely could not let go so easily of those who plotted against him, especially since they had no bottom line and actually thought of using women as blackmail.
This bad habit cannot be tolerated; it must be corrected once and for all.
Seeing the man in the white vest suffer, the rest of them all knelt down in unison, trembling with fear that Chen Huan, this god of death, would suddenly go berserk and kill them all.
"You just said that Zhao Siming sent you to deal with me, right?"
"What did he say?" Chen Huan took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked slowly.
The woman in white is still immersed in endless pain and cannot utter a word.
His subordinate quickly replied, "I heard the conversation on the phone. He said he absolutely had to wipe you out, but the women in your family had to be spared."
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Huan's eyes. "To wipe them all out, huh?"
"That's great, he's given me a reason to kill him."
The people on the other side were once again filled with fear.
At that moment, they had a peculiar illusion, as if the people in front of them were not some ragged country farmers at all.
It's more like an unparalleled, ferocious god from beyond the heavens.
At this moment, Chen Huan had made up his mind: Zhao Siming absolutely could not be allowed to live.
Either kill him, or ensure he never has a chance to rise again.
Chen Huan quickly came up with an idea.
Staring at the men in white vests, he coldly gave the order, "You guys get up and follow me."
These people were now like puppets on strings, not daring to have any independent thoughts at all. They obediently got up and helped each other follow behind Chen Huan.
"Chen Huan, you need to calm down."
"I know that with your current abilities, you can deal with Zhao Siming's family, but if you really go and kill him, won't you ruin the rest of your life?" Zhao Liping grabbed Chen Huan's arm and kept trying to persuade him, her expression anxious.
Chen Huan raised an eyebrow at her. "Don't worry, there's not that much fighting and killing in a society governed by the rule of law."
"I have other ways to deal with that old man."
Chen Huan helped Zhao Liping onto the tricycle and took her back to the village.
"Can you get home by yourself?" Chen Huan asked calmly.
Zhao Liping nodded, "No problem, it's definitely safe in the village."
"After I finished treating the patients in our village, I suddenly received calls from patients in other villages seeking medical help. Thinking I could earn more money, I went out and that's how I got scammed..."
"I will listen to you from now on and be more careful."
As Zhao Liping entered the village, the people in white vests and others following behind also approached.
They were all covered in wounds, their faces contorted in pain and their expressions filled with panic.
They didn't know how Chen Huan would punish them next, but they didn't dare to ask or resist.
They could only obediently follow Chen Huan's tricycle, jogging all the way to Zhao Siming's house.
Zhao Siming's house is the most conspicuous in the village. It is large and has an additional two floors.
At this very moment, on the small platform on the second floor, a pair of long legs are gently swaying.
The owner of those long legs is Zhao Jingjing.
Her eyes were somewhat vacant as she sat there, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from ahead. He looked closely and his expression turned strange.
"Chen Huan?"
"That bastard, why didn't he listen to advice and is still in the village?" Zhao Jingjing said angrily.
After much internal struggle, I finally decided to go and deliver the message to him, hoping to save his life.
Is this idiot not only ignoring advice, but now he's actually coming to our doorstep?
"Is this person sick in the head..." Zhao Jingjing muttered as she stood up.
To everyone's surprise, Chen Huan didn't come alone.
About ten meters behind him, seven or eight people were lined up in an orderly row, jogging along.
"What's going on?"
"Did he hire help? Those guys looked like they were from the underworld. I've never heard of Chen Huan knowing people like that." Zhao Jingjing was completely confused.
Soon, Chen Huan led the group of people to Old Zhao's house.
He looked up, squinting, at Zhao Jingjing's long, glistening legs in the sunlight.
She smiled, then joked, "Standing so high, did you know I was coming and prepare to greet me specially?"
Zhao Jingjing frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why are you bringing so many people? What do you want to do?"
Chen Huan shrugged. "Looking for your dad, huh?"
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Zhao Jingjing frowned even more.
Chen Huan smiled and jumped out of the car. "Of course I'm here to cause trouble, not to propose marriage, right?"