Free Web NovelChapter 690: Chapter 651 Protecting the Village Belle
When Zhao Rong saw the village beauty leave her house, he scrambled down from the kang. While pulling on his shoes, he said, "We can’t let this happen! We have to save the village beauty. Otherwise, the people of this village will surely kill her..."
Miss Lili followed Zhao Rong off the kang, her hands clenched tightly. With a resolute gaze, she said, "Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. We must not only save the village beauty but also unravel the mystery of this village."
Yu Lanmei chimed in, "Brother Zhao Rong, let’s hurry and catch up to her! Otherwise, she will definitely be killed by the malicious people of this small mountain village..."
With that, Zhao Rong led the three women in pursuit. However, after they rushed out, they couldn’t find any trace of the village beauty. Instead, they saw a group of mountain folk in the distance, carrying torches and scouring the hillsides for someone.
When Zhao Rong saw the villagers with torches on the nearby mountain, he immediately said to the others, "This is bad! Those villagers must have cornered her at the top of that mountain, and now they’re trying to force her to jump off the cliff to her death... We need to get to that mountain right now and save her!"
Following behind Zhao Rong, Lili looked at the nearby hill and frowned. "Brother Zhao Rong, no matter how fast the village beauty runs, there’s no way she could have reached the top of that hill so quickly... unless she’s a true Flying Legs."
Yu Lanmei also found it impossible. "Brother Zhao Rong, even if she had Flying Legs, she couldn’t have made it to the top of that hill in such a short amount of time, could she?"
In contrast to Lili and Yu Lanmei, Xue Lianmei pointed to a narrow footpath in the distance. "Do you see that winding path behind the mountain? The village beauty must have used it to get up the mountain and hide, but she was discovered by those wicked villagers. We have to get up there and save her!"
The assistant spoke anxiously. "We have to save her at all costs! Brother Zhao Rong, you already have three beauties, but I don’t even have a girlfriend, let alone a wife! If the village beauty isn’t picky, I wouldn’t mind being her boyfriend..."
When the three women heard the assistant shamelessly offering to be the lovely village beauty’s boyfriend, they immediately shot back at him. "Assistant, have you ever taken a look in the mirror? With that horse-face of yours, you wanting to be her boyfriend? What a joke!"
Yu Lanmei sized him up and deliberately attacked his pride. "Assistant, a man like you, with your short legs, long torso, and African-looking features... finding a girlfriend in China is hopeless in this lifetime. You’d better hope for better luck in the next one."
Xue Lianmei struck another blow to his confidence. "Our country has a shortage of thirty million women, which means thirty million men will end up as bachelors. And guys like you are exactly the type who deserve to be left behind. So just give up on ever finding a wife, let alone having a sex life."
Hearing the three women, the assistant defiantly thought to himself, So what if there’s a shortage of thirty million women here? At least I’ve earned some money following Brother Zhao Rong. If worse comes to worst, I’ll just go to Pakistan and find a beautiful Pakistani girl. That would work just fine...
At that moment, Zhao Rong had already led them up the mountain. Chasing after the torch-wielding villagers ahead, he shouted, "You vile villagers! How could you force a beautiful girl to jump off a cliff? Stop right there!"
Hearing Zhao Rong, the villagers with the torches stopped in their tracks. They turned to face him and one of them asked loudly, "Hey, you outsiders! Have you seen our village beauty?"
Zhao Rong coldly addressed the villager at the front holding a torch. "We came here specifically to protect the village beauty. Don’t you dare think about laying a finger on her, or even touching a single hair on her head."
At his words, the village tyrant, machete in hand, stepped forward. Pointing at Zhao Rong, he snarled, "Damn you! You outsiders dare to cause trouble in our village? Don’t you know whose turf this is? Now, I’m going to show you what I’m made of!"
With that, the village tyrant signaled to the handful of thugs behind him, and they began to encircle Zhao Rong’s group of five.
When the three women behind Zhao Rong saw the tyrant approaching with a long machete and his thugs with sharp knives, they quickly warned him, "Brother Zhao Rong, be careful! The machete in that tyrant’s hand is a watermelon knife, and it’s razor-sharp! And his thugs are holding boning knives—they’re incredibly sharp and have barbs... If one of those stabs you, you’ll bleed profusely!"
By now, the village tyrant and his men had closed in. He looked at Zhao Rong and smirked contemptuously. "Under the cover of darkness, I can kill you right here and no one will ever know. Then I’ll just dig a pit and bury you."
The thugs behind the tyrant guffawed, their eyes sliding over to the three women behind Zhao Rong. One of them said with a lecherous grin, "After the boss deals with this guy, we’ll take the three beauties behind him for ourselves..."
When the assistant heard them talking about seizing the three women, he immediately stepped forward, snatching a goose-egg-sized stone from the ground. "Even if you thugs manage to take down my Brother Zhao Rong, I’m still here! You won’t get past me!"
One of the more perverted thugs standing behind the village tyrant noticed the assistant. He took a step forward, licking his lips with an insatiable look. "I’m not interested in those three beauties. However, I’m quite interested in the ugly man standing behind them. After our boss cuts down their leader with his machete, you guys can have the three women. I’ll take the man behind them. I’m going to tie him up hand and foot, take him home, and we can ’refuel in mid-air’ every single night..."
When the assistant heard the pervert had his eyes on him and wanted to take him home for some bizarre nightly ritual called ’refueling in mid-air’, he immediately hurled the stone at the man’s head, screaming, "Fuck you! I’ll smash your skull with this stone! Let’s see you like me then!"
