188: About a small house by the reservoir

Bai Yan said warmly, "Uncle, this work isn't tiring, I can do it."

Wu Xiong insisted she not do it, "Splinters easily get in your hands, don't move."

Bai Yan had no choice but to stand aside and watch.

Suddenly, a flurry of footsteps approached, and in no time, about ten people rushed in, holding wooden sticks.

Wu Xiong was startled and, seeing it was Wu Hongwei, quickly asked, "Director, what's going on?"

Wu Hongwei ignored Wu Xiong and glared fiercely at Wu Fan, saying, "You brat, why did you hit my son? Don't think you're so great just because you have a few stinking coins."

"You don't even look at where this is. I've been the Director here for almost thirty years, after all."

Wu Fan had just finished chopping firewood and was still holding the axe. Seeing Wu Hongwei approaching with ill intent, he raised the axe, threatening, "All of you are holding wooden sticks, what do you want to do? I'm not afraid of you if you want to fight."

Wu Hongwei sneered, "Be careful, you might get beaten to death by a random stick, believe it or not?"

Wu Fan turned to Bai Yan and his father, saying, "You two go back inside."

His father, however, refused.

Bai Yan leaned in and whispered, "Wu Fan, call the police!"

Wu Fan said firmly, "No need. If these small fries want a beating, I'll give it to them, so they don't cause trouble again next time."

Bai Yan was very worried, "They have the numbers, how can you beat them?"

Wu Fan chuckled and whispered a few words to her.

Wu Hongwei roared, "No matter how many whispers you say, it's useless, unless you kneel and kowtow, and let me slap you ten times, otherwise, it's not over."

Wu Fan retorted impolitely, "Your son acted like a hooligan. If I don't teach him a lesson, sooner or later, the country will."

Wu Hongwei was furious. He waved his hand, "Beat him."

"Beat him to death."

About ten people brandished their wooden sticks and charged at Wu Fan menacingly.

These people were Wu Hongwei's thugs to begin with.

He ran mines and quarries; how could he do it without thugs?

He didn't know how much land he had taken from the common people.

Anyway, no matter how much the victimized villagers complained, it was useless. He just said it was for the development of the village's collective assets.

If they made more trouble, he would send these thugs to smash up their homes.

Moreover, Wu Hongwei had connections above him, making him even more lawless.

Wu Fan threw the axe aside, spread his arms, pushed Bai Yan and his father into the house, and closed the door.

He picked up the broom by the door and charged directly into the crowd.

His broom swept with great force, and whoever was hit was sent flying several meters away.

In just a few minutes, cries of "Oh oh oh" could be heard.

A pile of people was stacked up, looking like a human tower.

Wu Hongwei was completely stunned, unable to believe his eyes.

What's going on? How is he so powerful?

"Slap..."

Wu Fan delivered a heavy slap across Wu Hongwei's face.

"Old man Wu, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're the Director. I'm telling you today, your time as Village Director is over."

Wu Hongwei's head buzzed.

He shook his head, finally clearing up a bit.

"Wu Fan, have you eaten the guts of a bear and a leopard?"

Wu Fan burst out laughing, "Idiot, you brought so many people to trespass, and you're holding wooden sticks to hit people. Isn't that against the law?"

"Self-defense, understand?"

Wu Hongwei glanced at the pile of useless people lying on the ground and sighed.

He knew it was useless to drag this on. Since he couldn't win the fight, it was better to slip away first and then figure things out.

"Wu Fan, you've got some tricks up your sleeve. We'll see about this."

He snorted and turned to leave.

He couldn't help but touch his right cheek, which was burning with pain.

He gritted his teeth, a fierce glint in his eyes.

The thugs stumbled and got up at this moment.

Wu Fan walked over and slapped a few more of them.

"Do you think you can be reckless just by following Wu Hongwei? Think carefully with your brains, don't be running dogs, be careful not to end up with your families destroyed."

These people nodded submissively, agreeing repeatedly.

Wu Fan cursed, "Now get lost."

Upon hearing this, these people immediately fled in disarray.

Wu Fan simply closed the large iron gate of the courtyard.

He went back inside and watched the video Bai Yan had recorded; it was very clear.

"Xiao Yanyan, I never thought you had the potential to be a photographer."

Bai Yan blushed upon hearing this and gave him a loving smile.

His mother was very worried, "AFan, having offended Wu Hongwei, it might be hard to get by in the village from now on."

Wu Fan smiled and comforted her, "What's there to be afraid of? It's a society governed by law now, don't worry."

His mother sighed softly, still feeling a bit uneasy... Wu Fan called Ying Xiaomei, arranging to meet her in the small house by the reservoir.

Her grandfather wasn't there; he had gone back to his hometown for the New Year.

The small house had air conditioning and a small bed, making it a good place for a date.

Ying Xiaomei was very excited, "Wu Fan, I missed you so much."

She was a bit impatient, hugging and kissing him.

Wu Fan was also not ambiguous... (600 characters deleted here)

She let out a soft breath, feeling completely comfortable and becoming as pliant as water.

Wu Fan held her soft body and whispered, "Do you want to be the top leader of Wujiabao Village?"

Ying Xiaomei's cheeks were flushed, still immersed in the tenderness from before, and she didn't react for a moment.

"What?"

Wu Fan squeezed her and said, "To be the top leader of our village."

Ying Xiaomei looked up and glanced at Wu Fan.

Seeing his serious expression, she lay back on his chest, "Of course I do, but Wu Hongwei has been entrenched there for so many years and has extensive connections. I definitely can't beat him in next year's election."

Wu Fan said, "You've always been by his side, haven't you found any instances of him breaking the law or regulations?"

Ying Xiaomei blushed, thinking Wu Fan had discovered her secret, and didn't immediately respond.

Wu Fan continued, "Wu Hongwei's house is so magnificent, like a Suzhou garden. Where did the money come from?"

Ying Xiaomei came back to her senses and asked somewhat surprised, "Wu Fan, do you really want to bring him down?"

Wu Fan raised his hand and patted her plump bottom, "Of course! I most hope you become the Village Director!"

Ying Xiaomei sat up abruptly, saying excitedly, "I have a lot of criminal evidence against him. If we really want to bring him down, it's not impossible."

Wu Fan asked happily, "So you've been prepared all along?"

Ying Xiaomei nodded, "He's been tyrannical in Wujiabao Village for so many years, committing numerous crimes. I've long disliked him."

Wu Fan became interested, "Tell me about it."

Ying Xiaomei said, "There's really too much. For example, the widow Liu Haiqin from the east end of the village was raped by Wu Hongwei several times under the pretext of village subsidies. Later, Widow Liu became pregnant and, fearing being drowned by the villagers' gossip, she hanged herself."

"Ah? That happened too?"

"Yes, you weren't here, so of course you wouldn't know. Actually, there are many rumors in the village."

Wu Fan thought for a moment and said, "Now the person is gone, and there's no evidence, so she just died in vain. What a pity."

Ying Xiaomei lowered her voice, "I have evidence. That day, I accidentally saw their wechat conversation and took photos of it with my phone."

Actually, that time, she had been forced by Wu Hongwei.

Wu Hongwei's phone, which was on his bedside table, suddenly received a wechat message, and the content that popped up was quite dramatic.

Out of curiosity, she used his fingerprint to unlock his phone while Wu Hongwei was asleep.

In wechat, Wu Hongwei's chat messages with Liu Haiqin were clear at a glance, as well as Liu Haiqin's final letter of accusation to him before her suicide, which was very shocking.

These photos she took finally had their useful day...