NOVPUBChapter 213 -213: I’ve killed more pigs than the salt you’ve eaten.
Chapter 213 -213: I’ve killed more pigs than the salt you’ve eaten.
Zhang Erlengzi glared, and everyone around him lowered their heads.
He smirked in triumph, baring his teeth wide, and reached one hand toward Bai Yue’s shoulder.
While speaking in a nonsensical manner, he said, “Girl, we’re really destined for each other, come on, your good deeds of bringing eggs will pay off.”
But no sooner had he spoken than his arm was violently twisted behind his back, causing him to grimace in pain.
“Ouch, who the hell are you? Let me go or else…”
A punch landed squarely on his face, swallowing the rest of his words in his mouth.
Zhang Erlengzi was knocked to the ground.
The two men holding Bai Yue only then saw clearly a tall, burly man, his eyes ablaze with fury staring at them.
He looked like he was ready to devour them both.
“Who…who are you? Why are you meddling?” the two blustered.
“Let her go!” Wang Yan bellowed.
The two holding Bai Yue shivered uncontrollably, the voice frightening them.
Bai Yue, recognizing Wang Yan, hurriedly cried out, “Brother Wang, please save me, they’re trying to drag me away!” At that moment, he seemed like a lifeline.
Zhang Erlengzi spat out a mouthful of blood and, his tooth knocked out by Wang Yan, was seething with rage as he scrambled up from the ground.
“Are you sick in the head? If I don’t beat you so hard that you’re scrambling for your teeth, then I’m not Zhang Erlengzi,” he said, clenching his fists and charging at Wang Yan.
Normally in Dawang Village, Zhang Erlengzi was a notorious bully, used to intimidating others, never the other way around.
Moreover, he was no stranger to fights and brawls, considering himself tough with impressive fighting skills.
He thought he had been caught off guard before, and this time, he was determined to teach Wang Yan a harsh lesson.
But as soon as he rushed forward, Wang Yan fiercely kicked him squarely in the chest, knocking him to the ground again.
Zhang Erlengzi’s cronies saw the trouble and rushed over to help him up.
Bai Yue felt liberated and quickly ran behind Wang Yan, clinging tightly to his clothes.
Wang Yan, protecting her with one hand, turned and whispered, “Go to the side, I don’t want them to hurt you. Don’t worry, I won’t let them bully you.”
Reassured by his words, Bai Yue suddenly felt at ease and nodded vigorously.
“I trust you!”
She then stepped back into the crowd.
Zhang Erlengzi and his men were now furious.
He pulled out a dagger from his waist, while the others drew out two Xiaodao.
The three of them menacingly encircled Wang Yan.
Seeing that lives were at risk, people were scared and immediately scattered, none wanting to stay and risk being involved. Getting stabbed in the chaos was the last thing anyone wanted.
So, that corner quickly emptied.
Only Bai Yue, still holding the basket, stood alone in the corner. Everyone else could leave, but she couldn’t; Wang Yan was cornered by these thugs because of her. Leaving now would be utterly disgraceful.
“Kid, see what I have in my hand? This recognizes blood, not faces. You better get lost if you know what’s good for you, mind your own business,” Zhang Erlengzi said, wiping the blood from his lip, inwardly cursing his luck.
Why did I have to run into such an idiot when I stepped out today?
Wang Yan’s hand trembled, and from the carrying basket on his shoulder, he pulled out a fire poker originally intended for carrying the basket’s rope when it became too tiring, to give his shoulders a break. Now, it came in handy for a different purpose.
“Brother Wang, be careful,” Bai Yue couldn’t help but warn Wang Yan aloud.
Zhang Erleng was furious.
Damn it!
This woman was actually siding with this brat; he got it—they must be having an affair. Here was a divorced woman, and a man willing to fight to the death for her, what else could it mean?
Fine, she dares to cuckold me even before she’s married to me.
Zhang Erleng couldn’t accept it.
He didn’t even consider what his relationship with Bai Yue really was.
He was getting into his role a bit too much.
Zhang Erleng roared, “Boys, get him, we must spill this kid’s blood today.” He was enraged. Competing with him for a woman? If he didn’t beat up the man in front of him, he would feel he’d let himself down.
Three men charged howling.
Wang Yan, wielding the fire poker, struck it against the wrist of a thug who had approached him; the thug’s knife clattered to the ground, and Wang Yan kicked it forcefully away. Feeling a cold breeze on his back, Wang Yan swiftly dodged aside; pain seared through his arm—it was Zhang Erleng, who had taken advantage to slash him when he was unguarded.
Instantly, a gash opened on his arm, and blood spurted out, eliciting a scream from Bai Yue.
Wang Yan’s eyes darkened with fury. This bunch of bastards. Wielding the stick, he charged directly at Zhang Erleng.
The two came to blows. When one of Zhang’s men tried to sneak in with a knife at Wang Yan, now alert, Wang Yan was not so easily ambushed. One swing of his poker broke the man’s arm.
A kick aimed at Zhang Erleng’s leg and a wild flurry of blows left Zhang Erleng tossing aside his dagger and curling up, wailing on the ground.
“Mercy, mercy! Big brother, big brother, please spare me.”
He secretly cursed his luck; who could have expected such a tough opponent that the three of them would end up crying for their parents? He knew his arm was definitely broken; why would Wang Yan be polite after he had attacked so violently?
Zhang Erleng and his men were already beaten to a pulp. Seeing things turn bad, Bai Yue quickly rushed to stop Wang Yan.
“Brother Wang, stop, or someone will get killed,” she pleaded.
Only then did Wang Yan step back, kicking the prone Zhang Erleng hard one last time.
“I’m telling you, next time you show up at the market, if I see you once, I’ll beat you once. This time I broke your hand, next time watch out, or I’ll break your leg. And you dare bring a knife against me? I’ve slaughtered more pigs in my life than the salt you’ve eaten.”
Zhang Erleng truly broke down crying; of all people, why did he have to mess with Bai Yue and her tough butcher lover?
Really unlucky.
“Big brother, next time I’ll make sure to walk away if I see you,” he promised.
Otherwise, he would only suffer more.
Zhang Erleng was very aware of the times; he was a thug who bullied the weak but feared the strong. He could bully others, but when faced with someone tough, his only option was to beg for mercy and never stand his ground.
Bai Yue pulled Wang Yan aside, “Let’s go over here and I’ll take care of that wound on your arm.” She pulled him aside, fearing he might charge back into the fray. What would she do if someone really died today because of her?
She wouldn’t want to be the cause of Wang Yan’s ruin.
Onlookers clapped and cheered, and now people were willing to come out.
