Nine-Colored Lotus

Chapter 45 No matter how big the matter, I will cover it for you

The night in Zhaofeng Village felt so peaceful.

Yet, this sudden heavy rain made Zhaofeng Village feel somewhat oppressive.

Through the curtain of rain, Yuan Gang walked forward, his saber in hand.

The rain soaked through his military uniform, droplets falling from the tip of his saber, an aura of killing intent permeating the air.

With three stars on his shoulder, even in the darkness of night, these three gold stars were impossible to ignore.

"Fuck! Why is that bastard here? Dad, am I going to be okay? I heard Yuan Gang is a soldier, and we've messed with a soldier's family. Why don't we just run? As long as we run, Yuan Gang won't be able to find us."

In the village chief's small villa, Zhao Feng's expression was one of fear. He was afraid Yuan Gang would come looking for trouble.

Village Chief Zhao Dahai sneered, "So what? Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. If he dares to cause trouble, I'll make sure he can't get by in this village. Besides, why are you afraid of a nobody like him? Even if he's a soldier, he's probably just a grunt.

Look at the foolish son of the village chief in Shangyuan Village; he served for five years, and what happened? He came back and ended up guarding doors for people in the county. What is there to be afraid of? Can't you learn from your old man and remain calm? "

Hearing this, Zhao Feng finally relaxed, returning to his usual defiant demeanor.

"That's right, even if he's a soldier, what of it? Does he dare to kill us? Hahaha!"

The next moment.

"Bang!"

Turning his head, he saw that the aluminum alloy door had flown in!

"Run!"

The two quickly dodged to the side as the door crashed heavily onto the dining table.

Yuan Gang's figure appeared at the doorway. Zhao Feng walked out, staring intently at him and cursing, "Yuan Gang, are you fucking crazy? This is the village chief's house. Do you believe I'll report you for trespassing? Get the hell out of here. We'll talk about anything tomorrow. Oh, and you kicked down my door, you'll have to pay for it!"

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning struck, and a white light flashed behind him.

Slightly raising his head, he grinned, speaking like a demon, "I have come to kill."

In the next instant, Yuan Gang appeared before Zhao Feng, kicking him in the chest, instantly breaking his ribs.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out. Yuan Gang lifted him up with ease, bringing him before him, the Asura blade resting on his neck. He growled menacingly, "The poor mountains and treacherous waters breed wicked people. It's truly said correctly!"

"You killed my father, and you thought you could escape legal punishment and that no one could control you?"

The Asura blade pressed down, its sharp edge cutting the skin, blood gushing forth.

Zhao Feng was truly terrified now. He had also clearly seen the military rank on Yuan Gang's shoulder, and his soul nearly flew out of his body.

Old people might not understand current military ranks, but young people did, especially with how developed the internet was!

"Yuan Gang!! What are you doing!! You are a soldier now, you don't need to ruin your future for a dead man!"

"Even if you don't consider yourself, you have to think about your mother!"

Zhao Feng shouted in utter terror, his voice hoarse.

But his voice was drowned out by the rumbling thunder.

Yuan Gang fell silent, his grip on the saber loosening.

At this moment, Zhao Dahai, holding a cleaver, swung it towards Yuan Gang's head!

"You want to kill my son, you're fucking looking for death!"

The cleaver fell rapidly, but just as it was about to strike Yuan Gang's head, there was a *ding*, and the cleaver in Zhao Dahai's hand fell to the ground.

Yuan Gang looked back and saw Ye Longlin standing at the doorway, hands clasped behind his back.

"Do what you need to do. If anything happens, I'll cover for you."

Ye Longlin's reassuring voice sounded. Yuan Gang grinned, and the Asura blade in his hand no longer hesitated, pressing down directly.

"Swoosh—"

A gush of blood spurted out as Zhao Feng's head was severed.

"My son!!!"

Seeing this, Zhao Dahai's teeth gritted, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Yuan Gang, his eyes bloodshot, walked up to Ye Longlin and suddenly sobbed uncontrollably, "Boss, I don't have a father anymore, sob sob!"

Ye Longlin fell silent, and the brothers embraced. He patted Yuan Gang's shoulder, "Your father in heaven will be proud of you, after all... you are now a hero of Great Xia, Great Xia's Three-Star General!"

Even he felt a pang of sorrow.

His father had guarded the Mobei Prison and died heroically, while Yuan Gang's father had suffered such a fate due to being too kind.

"Let's go, Boss, to my place."

He didn't ask why his boss had come, nor his purpose.

"Boss, my place is a bit humble, don't dislike it."

A Hongqi LS7 stopped in front of the village chief's villa. Inside the car, Yuan Gang wiped his tears and said, smoking, in a low voice.

Ye Longlin started the car, "Give me directions. We've slept in dog kennels when we were being chased."

"Mhm!"

The vehicle drove towards the end of the village and soon arrived at the house.

He turned off the engine and got out.

Ye Longlin looked at the mud-tiled house before him, then at the brightly lit village. The small Western-style houses on the second floor of each household formed a stark contrast.

"Boss, I..."

Seeing Ye Longlin standing in the courtyard gazing out, he felt a deep sense of sadness.

It wasn't that he disliked the house, but he felt guilty that he wouldn't be able to let his boss rest well tonight.

"I'm just wondering why wicked people can live so well, while families of merit are so downfallen."

He narrowed his eyes, then smiled, "Do whatever you want to do. No matter how big the matter, I will back you up!"

"Thank you, Boss."

After speaking, Cao Fanghua came out of the main hall, holding a flashlight.

"My son, is this your comrade? Why are you standing? Hurry and let him in, don't catch a cold."

"Young man, coming so late, you haven't eaten, have you? I'll cook for you, and you and Gouwa can chat first."

Gouwa was Yuan Gang's childhood nickname.

In the countryside, people believed in the saying that a humble name ensured a healthy life.

Ye Longlin quickly stepped forward to support Cao Fanghua, smiling, "Auntie, please don't trouble yourself. I've already eaten. Please go and rest."

"I already know about your family's situation. I will get justice for you. None of those people will get away."

Cao Fanghua gave him a confused look. Yuan Gang helplessly spoke quickly, "Mom, this is my superior."

Cao Fanghua immediately smiled, "So it's a superior. Please, sit down, sir. Our home is like this, please don't mind. It's because we are incapable; it's all our fault, yours and your father's."