Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, the sun had already set and its afterglow was shining on the earth. The villagers who had worked all day had already finished their meals and were gathering in groups by the roadside, sitting or standing, chatting leisurely. Occasionally, the sound of insects could be heard amid their laughter and conversation.

The boy's mood gradually improved. Although the man left a very bad impression on him, other people in the village were nice.

As he got closer, the boy's thoughts gradually collapsed.

A thin man bared his teeth and said, "The woman from the Li family has such a big butt, no wonder she can give birth to two sons!"

The man next to him laughed at him: "Why, are you interested?"

The thin man said with regret and anger: "That man doesn't like girls with big butts. My wife hasn't given birth to a son in all these years. Instead, she gave birth to three money-losing girls. It's so unlucky!"

The man next to him shook his head: "Why don't you change it quickly?"

"I want to change, but my mother won't agree. She says my wife works very hard and is obedient. She makes me sick just by looking at her. So I beat her up again yesterday."

His words resonated with many people, and they all complained about their wives' shortcomings and boasted about how they beat their wives.

The young man pursed his lips. He was extremely uncomfortable with this topic, but he didn't say much. This seemed to be the trend in this village... He looked away and quickened his pace.

The villagers who gathered together obviously saw the boy, but they were not interested and continued talking about their own topic.

A man with a dark yellow face lit a cigarette and said jokingly, "If we want to talk about who is the most miserable in our village, we have to talk about Yang Lao Ba."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people laughed, with hints in their eyes that everyone understood.

The boy suddenly slowed down.

"What's the explanation?" A relatively younger man couldn't help but ask curiously.

The man exhaled a puff of cigarette and said, "Young man, do you know who Yang Lao Ba is?"

"I know. He's a weird guy who lives alone at the foot of the mountain. I've seen him a few times. Tell me what happened to his wife?" The young man said anxiously.

The man did not answer, but asked meaningfully: "How old is your wife?"

The young man was puzzled: "19, why are you talking about my wife?"

Everyone laughed again. In the young man's puzzled gaze, the man asked: "Then guess how old is Yang Lao Ba's wife?"

The young man asked tentatively, "16?"

The man smiled and shook his head.

"15?"

The man continued to shake his head.

"Is he older or younger? His wife can't be seventy or eighty years old, right?"

The man flicked the ash from his cigarette and reminded, "Guess the minimum."

"Smaller? 12?"

"wrong."

"10!"

"wrong."

……

Lu Qingheng's body trembled violently as if he was struck by lightning, his steps stopped abruptly, his mind went blank, his thoughts came to a standstill, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and he froze in place. Their voices were intermittent and erratic, as if they were floating from another world, becoming increasingly unclear. This sudden change caught him off guard, and was completely beyond his understanding and psychological endurance.

"Master?" The butler came back to his senses from the shock and saw the young man's extremely bad face and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"

The young man came to his senses, and his mind was clearer than ever before.

"Pfft," a sneer came, "How can an 8-year-old kid with no breasts or buttocks give birth to a child? Old Yang has something to wait for, tsk tsk."

"Hahahaha." Everyone laughed out loud.

The flames of anger erupted like a volcano, rushing straight to the top of his head! His face instantly turned red, his fingertips trembled involuntarily, and unprecedented anger ignited a raging fire in his heart. The fire burned more and more fiercely, quickly spreading to every cell, devouring his remaining trace of reason.

Before the butler and bodyguards could stop him, the young man strode forward, grabbed the collar of the person who spoke the most unpleasantly, and punched him hard. Before the man could react, he punched him again and again without mercy!

Everyone around was shocked by this scene. It took them a while to try to dissuade the boy, but he was like a madman and wouldn't listen to anything.

When the villagers began to look gloomy and were about to attack the boy, the butler and bodyguards rushed forward to stop them.

The housekeeper explained in a gentle voice: "Don't get excited, young people are inevitably impulsive. I will persuade him, don't take it to heart."

These villagers do farm work all year round and are very strong. Plus, there are so many of them, so it would be troublesome if a head-on conflict broke out.

One of the villagers sneered and pushed the housekeeper away: "You people from other villages actually dare to beat our people in front of us. You must be tired of living."

The other villagers looked at the butler with the same gloomy expression.

The housekeeper clearly saw the hostility in the villagers' eyes and immediately broke out in a sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and blocked their way.

"How about this," the butler took out a stack of money from his pocket, "this money will be used as a treat for you to drink."

After seeing so much money, the anger in the villagers' eyes gradually subsided, and a hint of greed appeared in their eyes.

"You want to get rid of us with just this little money?" A villager stared at the money and said this.

"This amount of money is already enough," the housekeeper said with a cold face, "We are the guests of the village chief, and our families all know that we are in your Yunzhao Village. Are you really going to do anything to us?"

Ajie looked at the villagers with a sullen face. Most of the villagers here were short in stature, but Ajie was over 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He looked intimidating just by standing there.

He didn't think those villagers were his opponents, but given the current situation, it was a wise decision to avoid conflict. The boy was the only heir of the Lu family, and if he got hurt in the slightest, the consequences would be something he couldn't afford.

However, he was holding his breath in his heart.

Seeing the tall and strong Ajie, the villagers were still a little afraid. After a brief hesitation, they took the money and divided it among themselves.

The housekeeper then had time to turn around and look at the boy, while Ajie blocked the villagers with a stern face.

The boy threw every punch with great force, and the villagers who were being beaten had blood oozing from their foreheads, looking extremely tragic.

"Master!" The butler stopped him, "Stop it now."

The young master has gone crazy. If the fight continues, someone will probably die. The butler trembled uncontrollably when he thought that the only heir to the Lu Group would become a murderer.

The boy didn't react at all.

The housekeeper was anxious and hurried to pull the boy: "Master..."

The next moment his heartbeat almost stopped, and he saw a long bloodstain on the young man's delicate and handsome face. His dark pupils were bloodshot due to extreme anger and became bright red, as if two raging flames were burning.

Since I knew him as a teenager, I have never seen him behave like this.

It’s over. This was the only thought in the butler’s mind.

"Master!" The butler almost screamed as he stepped forward to pull the boy away, "Stop fighting."

The young man shook off the butler, who anxiously called Ajie's name.

Ajie was originally folding his arms and watching the villagers quarreling over the uneven distribution of money. When he heard the housekeeper's voice, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young master was beating that man, and it didn't look like anything was wrong.

"Come over here and stop the fight!"

Ajie walked over without paying much attention. The boy had his back to him. When he saw the boy's face clearly, his heart was shocked. Only then did he understand why the housekeeper called him.

After shouting a few times and finding that the boy did not respond, he used some means to forcibly pull the boy away.

At this time, the man lying there was breathing out more than breathing in, and there was obvious fear in his eyes as he looked at the young man.

The young man looked down at the man with an expressionless face, his eyes full of bloodthirsty light.

"Master!" The butler shook the boy vigorously, "Calm down, we can talk about it when we get back!"

The young man half-lowered his eyes and looked at the butler, with a dark light in his eyes, which made the butler's heart skip a beat.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back." The boy turned and left alone.

The butler hurriedly asked Ajie to follow him, while he stayed behind to deal with the matter in front of him. He took out his cell phone and quickly called the emergency number. Although Ajie said that the person was not in danger of life, the butler was still praying uncontrollably...