"Son! Hang in there, I’m going to call someone to rescue you right away!"
Seeing Song Bing fall into the pit, Song Ren’s first reaction was to rescue him.
He looked at the workers around him and shouted, "Save my son, my son has fallen down!"
"Whoever can save my son, I’ll give each of you a reward of one hundred thousand yuan!"
Hearing Song Ren say this, the netizens in the live stream couldn’t help but exclaim.
"You can tell Old Song really loves his son. One hundred thousand yuan each, he’s really willing to spend the money."
"One hundred thousand yuan to save a life doesn’t seem expensive. He’s got such a big factory, spending one hundred thousand to save his own son isn’t much at all."
"Buddy, look closely, this is a man who has fallen into a pit. Thinking of digging someone out after they’ve fallen into a pit, do you think you alone can do it? It’s definitely going to take a lot of people working together. So, Old Song is offering one hundred thousand each, realizing this. As long as someone is willing to help dig, they’ll give you one hundred thousand, isn’t that enough?"
Song Ren, true to his role as a factory manager, still had a very clear mind at this time. His promises weren’t made lightly but were based on his actual situation.
Such promises, which could be fulfilled, were very attractive to the villagers and workers.
But before these people could think carefully, rocks rolling down the mountain were hitting them.
Two unlucky fellows were even more unfortunate, as they had their heads smashed open, with blood flowing profusely.
Seeing how badly the two hit were injured, the other villagers were immediately scared and ran back.
Although one hundred thousand yuan was tempting, one must have a life to spend it!
If you lost your life over this one hundred thousand, it wouldn’t be worth it at all.
Song Ren still wanted to dig Song Bing out despite the risk of a landslide, but two workers behind him immediately stepped forward and pulled him back.
"Factory manager, it’s too dangerous to stay here, we should leave now and wait for the rescue team to come."
"Right, factory manager, rocks are still falling from the mountain. You simply can’t dig him out now. Let’s get out of here first."
Song Ren struggled desperately, but because he was usually good to these workers, no one wanted to see him get hurt irrationally on the spot.
So, they all stepped forward and forcibly took Song Ren down the mountain.
Back at the foot of the mountain, Song Ren immediately saw the village chief sitting at the entrance of the village, enjoying the cool breeze.
Song Ren could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and walked up to kick the village chief fiercely!
The old village chief had no time to react at all and was directly knocked to the ground by the kick, taking a long time to get his breath back.
The surrounding villagers quickly separated the two, with a few relatives of the old village chief even picking up sticks, yelling loudly at Song Ren.
"Have you gone mad, Song Ren? How dare you strike the old village chief, do you want to die?"
"Don’t think just because you’ve made some money these past two years you’re something special. As long as you’re from our village, you have to listen to the old village chief. If you dare to hit the village chief now, that’s an act of insubordination. We’ll kill you if you don’t believe us!"
"Yeah, we’ll kill you!"
The villagers were already irritable from not being able to rescue anyone, and seeing Song Ren dare to kick the old village chief, they became impassioned and seemed ready to start a fight.
Little did they know that Song Ren was not to be trifled with. He grabbed a firewood cutter from the side and started hacking wildly at the two people in front!
The two people in front were terrified and hurriedly used their wooden sticks to block.
Seeing this, the workers behind Song Ren worrried that things would escalate, and quickly stepped in to stop him.
Brandishing a firewood cleaver, Song Ren pointed at the villagers and bellowed, "If it weren’t for you bastards forcing me to go up and save him, would my son have been buried?"
"You want to end my Song Family line? Well, if that’s the case, I might as well be dead! Come at me! Killing one makes us even, killing two and I’m ahead!"
It’s said that the brash fear the bold, and the bold fear those who have nothing to lose.
At this moment, Song Ren was the one with nothing to lose.
Why are these villagers so quick to raise their fists and fight?
Is it because they count on safety in numbers, confident that even if something does happen, they can avoid punishment?
Well, they’ve pushed Song Ren into a corner now.
There might be safety in numbers, but Song Ren’s firewood cleaver doesn’t abide by that rule.
All the villagers present, mark my words, whoever he strikes, it’s their bad luck.
These villagers are all bullies who cave in face of strength. Seeing Song Ren so aggressive now, who would dare to actually step forward? Wouldn’t that be like asking for a death wish?
The village elder also knew that they shouldn’t push Song Ren too far, otherwise a few people would at least end up dead if he charged over.
With that in mind, the elder quickly said to Song Ren, "Old Song, don’t be impulsive."
"I know we were in the wrong today. We didn’t anticipate the mountain could collapse twice in one day, did we?"
"But you can rest assured, I’ve already called the rescue team, and they are on their way. Think about it carefully, your son and his friend fell into a big hole, what does that tell you? It means there’s definitely a big space underneath."
"So even if the dirt has temporarily buried them, there’s still a high chance of rescuing them. If you really go on a rampage now, and your son is saved while you end up in jail, wouldn’t that be absurd?"
"Listen to my advice, even if you really hold grudges against us, even if you really want to kill me to avenge your son, how about this? Wait until you see your son’s body, then come find me. I promise I won’t run!"
It must be said that with age comes cunning; a few words calmed Song Ren down.
Indeed, the urgent task was to rescue Song Bing and Wu Bin buried underground, not to fight to the death with the village elder here.
Clenching his teeth, Song Ren said, "Fine! Remember what you said. If my son truly dies, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will definitely kill you. My word is my bond!"
With that, Song Ren fiercely chopped his firewood cleaver into a wooden stake, embedding it a good part of the way!
All the villagers around were intimidated by Song Ren’s aura and dared not meet his eyes.
The netizens in the livestream started to discuss.
"That’s why you shouldn’t corner an honest man. Honest people just want to live a peaceful life but if even that’s not possible, an honest man can also choose not to live at all and go on a rampage."
"There was an honest guy in our village who was always bullied by the village tyrant. In the end, he crippled the tyrant’s legs. It just goes to show, one doesn’t feel the pain until the knife lands on oneself."
"Wonder how Brother Wu and the others are doing now. Brother Wu has a huge streak of luck, should be fine, right?"
"Nothing will happen, Brother Wu is a child of destiny, alright."