"Bang!"
The dull sound seed to hit right on the heart of everyone in the yard, making it impossible not to shiver with shock!
So of the timid ones had already closed their eyes or turned their heads away, not daring to look at what would happen next.
However, half a minute passed and there was no scream.
Could it be... that he killed him with just one punch?
For others, it's hard to believe killing a person with one punch, but it's different for Iron Lad.
Once, a wolf sneaked into the village, prowling day and night, engaging in a fight with the villagers of Iron Village.
The ones who suffered the most from this struggle were naturally the chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs. Often, upon hearing noises, people would step outside the yard only to find the place covered with chicken feathers, not even a chicken bone left behind.
To eliminate this nace, the village organized a patrol team to keep watch through the night.
Their efforts were fruitful—within three days, they managed to corner the wolf.
With shovels, hamrs, steel forks, wooden sticks, and other tools at hand, they spent two hours but still couldn't capture it.
At that mont, the sixteen-year-old Iron Lad stepped forward and killed the wolf with a single punch.
Since then, except for very young children who don't understand, no one dared to ridicule Iron Lad, at least not in front of him.
The tale of Lone Wolf killing the bad wolf with bare hands spread across several nearby villages, even more talked about than Wu Song fighting a tiger.
After all, everyone has seen tigers, but they've never seen Wu Song. Iron Lad was a real person, closer to everyday life.
A few timid people tried to open their eyes, only to see Iron Lad staring at the young man from out of town, keeping a five-ter distance between them.
"You can seek revenge, but you don't have to throw your life away," Xiao Feng shook his numb arm, feeling lucky for his tily response.
If he hadn't blocked that punch, Tie Yanmin would be finding Xiao Wu right now.
...
Two hours later, a police car arrived, investigated the situation, and took away Tie Yanmin's family of three, along with the seven people involved in the robbery, also taking the plastic bag containing the vomit.
As the villagers discussed the matter, they quickly found a new focus... Who would be the next village chief?
Xiao Feng called Iron Lad outside and asked, "Have you made up your mind about what I ntioned before?"
"I've made up my mind, I'm going with you!" Iron Lad agreed without hesitation.
"Is it out of gratitude towards , or do you genuinely want to leave the village?"
"Probably both. My parents have worked hard half their lives, my brother is gone, I need to make sure they live well when they truly grow old."
Xiao Feng nodded, "I've spoken to your dad too, offering you a million a year, enough for you to buy an apartnt in the city."
"My fiancée said it was eight thousand a month, right?" Iron Lad exclaid, "A million a year, that's nearly ten thousand a month!"
Xiao Feng patted his shoulder, "Don't be too surprised or too happy, earning that million isn't as easy as it sounds.
Of course, if you think it's too much, I can also pay you eight thousand a month."
Iron Lad was silent for a while and said, "In that case, I'll go with you alone, not bringing my fiancée along.
I'm not smart, but I know money is hard to earn. If you're offering that much, the job must be risky."
"That's a correct understanding, but I'll help minimize the risks as much as possible," Xiao Feng replied.
"Alright, let's settle on that. As soon as my brother is buried, I'll go with you!"
...
Early the next morning, Old Donkey went to Tiebushan's house as usual.
Familiar with the routine, he picked up the wooden cup from the stone table and collected dew from the vegetable garden or the flowers, then went to the kitchen to boil it, inford Tiebushan to turn off the chanism, and proceeded to water the iron tree.
According to the customs of Iron Village, the counting starts from the day of death, typically the third day marks the burial, aning today was Xiao Wu's burial day.
At the dining table, Xiao Feng handed a bank card to Old Donkey.
"What does this an?" Old Donkey asked, puzzled.
Xiao Feng smiled, "After breakfast, you go out of the village to withdraw sixty thousand. Keep ten thousand for yourself as a broker's fee."
"This, this feels so awkward," Old Donkey chuckled awkwardly, begrudgingly accepting the card, then grinned and asked, "What's the password?"
"Six zeros," Xiao Feng thought for a mont, then added, "You should withdraw sixty-five thousand. With the additional five thousand, buy two cell phones, and also so rice, flour, chicken, duck, fish, and other groceries.
Also visit the pharmacy and pick up the dicine according to the prescription.
The remaining money will cover your errand fees."
Old Donkey was displeased, "No way, I've already received ten thousand, why would I need an errand fee? I'm not the type to take advantage like that!"
Xiao Feng chuckled, "Just take it and handle things properly."
Though he enjoys bargaining usually, when it's ti to spend money, he never hesitates.
"Alright, I'll get it done for sure!" Old Donkey ate quickly with a grin and dashed off to withdraw the money.
After breakfast, Tiebushan took a bunch of keys from the house and called Xiao Feng and Sun Shijie to follow him outside.
"Old Tie, where are you taking us?" Sun Shijie asked curiously.
With both hands supporting his cane, body hunched, Tiebushan smiled, "Taking you to see what I've toiled over for most of my life."
Xiao Feng and Sun Shijie exchanged a glance, both felt a bit of anticipation.
Half an hour later, the trio arrived at the ridge outside Iron Village.
Tiebushan sat on a stone to rest, pounding his back while pointing with his cane to a nondescript depression below, saying, "Since I was born, apart from sleeping, I've spent almost a third of my ti imrsed there."
Xiao Feng and Sun Shijie didn't respond, only waited for Tiebushan to rest enough before continuing down the path towards the depression.
On the way, Tiebushan stopped to rest again.
Sun Shijie jokingly said, "Old Tie, we should've brought a stretcher, one of us in front and one behind, carrying you over. Walking and resting like this, it'll be dark by the ti we arrive."
"Fine, I have no objections. It'll wear your old self out!" Tiebushan laughed and cursed.
The two laughed heartily, their voices echoing across the ridge.
Standing there, Xiao Feng looked into the distance and noticed that with the railway as the boundary, Iron Village was split in half.
On the railway's far side, high-rise buildings were visible, while this side was mostly bungalows, rarely anything over three floors.
The disparity was evident, the unmistakable disparity visible at a glance!
Finally, after another twenty minutes of walking, they arrived at the depression.
A semicircular arch gate studded with door nails stood before them, its paint peeled clean, revealing the original wooden color.
The keyhole was beside the copper ring, appearing as an old-style elongated keyhole.
Having learned from previous experiences, Xiao Feng didn't approach the door recklessly, staying behind Tiebushan.
As expected, Tiebushan didn't approach the door directly but went thirty ters to the left and tapped the wall three tis.
"Ka!"
A wooden board appeared from the mud wall, and along with it, nine irregularly arranged wooden sticks appeared.
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