"Jiaojie, your boyfriend is too fierce, isn't he?" said a woman who looked about Nie Longjiao's age, full of envy. "He can actually fight more than a dozen people at once!"
Beside her, a middle-aged woman nodded in agreent and said, "And he's handso and rich. Sister Lan won't have to worry for the rest of her life."
Nie Lan smiled modestly at these words and said, "None of that is important, as long as he treats Jiaojiao well."
Inside the room, the others began to heap praises on Xiao Feng.
Nie Longjiao stood by the window, watching Xiao Feng's fearless figure. Listening to the people around, a subtle smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of her lips.
Such a boyfriend seems pretty good!
Thinking of this, her charming body trembled, startled by her own thoughts just now.
Nie Longjiao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and kept reminding herself: this is acting, this is pretending, be careful not to lose yourself in the role while the other is unfazed.
Two minutes later, Nie Lan, who was beginning to feel a bit heady from her family's flattery, simply put aside her modesty and boasted, "You all don't know this yet, but my future son-in-law said he wants to buy a house in the city for Jiaojiao's father and .
We'll be looking at places as soon as next week, and he also said he would hire a housekeeper for us."
As soon as she said this, the atmosphere in the room beca instantly heated.
Nie Longjiao felt like she was about to collapse; just a few hours ago, she had repeatedly reminded her not to reveal anything, and here she was, blurting it out herself—truly, you're my real mother!
...
Outside the courtyard gate, even though Miao Jinlin had given the order, not a single one of the forty-plus people dared to take the lead to rush in.
Amid the crowd, many people began to whisper to each other.
"I heard that young man is a millionaire, drives cars worth tens of millions regularly."
"I heard that too. Millions, when could we ever earn that much in our lifeti!"
"But doesn't our village chief also have millions?"
"He surely has, but the question is, would he dare to buy a car worth millions?"
"Or rather, after buying a car for millions, how much would he have left?"
The more they talked, the more uncertain they felt and the less they wanted to have any conflict with Xiao Feng in the courtyard.
But Miao Jinlin couldn't hold back any longer and directly nad, "Guo Ruyi, do you still want your kid to go to school?
Chen Mingguang, do you still want to receive your benefits?
Li Hongxing, do you still want to lease that piece of land behind the hills next year?
I can't be bothered to na the rest, anyway, I'm putting it out there—if you think you won't need for anything in the future, just turn around and leave now.
But if you think you'd ever need my help, then get your ass in there now and beat that brat crippled for !"
In that mont, the people outside wavered once more, especially the three who were nad. They were very uneasy.
As the saying goes, the prefect doesn't compare to the official in power. Xiao Feng's identity as a rich man was certainly intimidating, but ultimately, he was too distant for them.
Just as ordinary people know that they can't ss with the richest person in the world, they rarely have any interaction in their lifeti.
But the village chief was different.
Even though everyone wasn't his subordinates, he could still make life difficult for people on a daily basis.
Based on this concern, many gritted their teeth and decided to go in, reasoning that the law doesn't punish the masses.
No matter how rich that young man is, could he really kill all of us dozens of people?
As more and more people surged in, Xiao Feng rubbed his temples and reminded, "Be careful with your footing, don't accidentally trample soone to death.
Or, why don't you carry out those who are injured first, I'll wait for you."
Though he spoke softly, there was a sense of deafening authority. His calm tone and composed expression made people involuntarily feel a bit uneasy.
In terms of aura alone, Xiao Feng had undoubtedly won.
"Hit him! Stop standing there stupidly. Listen to everything he says, is he your dad?" Miao Jinlin shouted angrily, looking at the villagers who were really about to carry the injured out first.
The villagers exchanged glances and could only fight.
Among the crowd, those intending to seize this opportunity to cozy up to the village chief quietly moved to the front.
Without any nonsense, they swung their shovels.
Xiao Feng showed a hint of a disdainful smile, stood his ground without dodging, and t them empty-handed.
"Bang!"
The shovel handle was held firmly by Xiao Feng. In the other person's incredulous gaze, it bent backward, stopping only when it was hovering in front of the person's throat.
"Brother... please, don't be impulsive," the person gulped as they leaned back, cold sweat forming layers on their forehead.
In his past life, this was the closest he had ever co to death.
Xiao Feng smiled and said, "When you were about to hit with it, didn't you think about being impulsive or not?"
Miao Jinlin was about to lose his mind at this point, angrily roaring, "Could all of you stop standing there stupidly for ? Go at him together! I don't believe this brat really dares to kill soone."
"Get him!" A shout rang out from soone unknown, and then more than thirty people rushed forward all at once.
Xiao Feng kicked the person in front flying, seized a shovel, and spun it in the air, clearing a space of two ters around him.
He sowhat regretted not bringing the Thunder Pattern Steel along; otherwise, he could have easily dealt with one person at a ti, way more effectively than any shovel.
Of course, it was a necessary choice, as whether Thunder Pattern Steel could pass security checks was still untested.
However, Xiao Feng felt there was a great chance it wouldn't be allowed, and the journey wasn't that far, so he didn't carry it with him.
The Nie Family mbers watched with bated breath; with dozens of people moving back and forth in the yard, Xiao Feng's figure was no longer visible, only the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground and continuous groans could be heard.
Nie Family's old patriarch couldn't sit still: "We can't just look on any longer; grab whatever you can and go help!"
The Nie Family mbers behind exchanged glances but showed no intention of moving.
"You... you... you..."
The Nie patriarch was so angry he couldn't say a complete sentence, continuously striking the ground with his cane, clearly dissatisfied with their lack of action.
Just then, a dark-skinned woman rushed out from inside, grabbed a carrying pole from the base of the wall, and raised it high, ready to join the battle.
"Stop her!" the Nie patriarch ordered in a commanding tone.
This ti, the order was quickly followed, with seven or eight people moving forward to intercept the woman.
"Father, this issue ultimately involves my son, and with his father not at ho, I can't just stand by!" the woman argued righteously.
Hearing this, the Nie patriarch beca even more furious, scanning the faces of those behind him before slumping into the master's chair, lanting with a sorrowful tone, "The family has fallen apart, the family... has fallen apart!"
The cohesion of a family often depends on whether its oldest mbers are still around.
But now, the Nie patriarch's words were evidently losing their effect.
He leaned against the back of the chair, constantly shaking his head and sighing, as if lanting the end of an era, or perhaps feeling sorry for himself.
As he grew older, he couldn't even maintain a large family anymore; after this incident, it seed unlikely that people would return to the previous state of harmony.
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