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Upon hearing Old Man Zhang\'s reprimand, a man with a large black mole on his face glared at him.

"I remember you, old man. Last time we came, it was you who begged for mercy, asking us to spare those two kids from the Lu family, right?"

"But, out of great kindness, we spared those two little brats, yet you lowly people dared to deceive us, the Black Wolf Gang!"

Old Man Zhang was stunned: "When did we ever deceive you?"

"Still denying it?" The mole-faced man sneered, "You said back then that all of the Lu family\'s fields and property had been sold to pay off Lu Ming and his wife\'s debts, right?"

"Yes, if not for that, would you ruthless ones have ever left?" Old Man Zhang said angrily.

"Still trying to argue!" The mole-faced man shouted loudly, "It was clearly agreed that all the money from selling the Lu family\'s property would be handed over without a cent left. But what happened? You dare to withhold part of it. Truly audacious!"

"We never withheld any money from you!"

Old Man Zhang was extremely angry.

Not only did they not withhold any money, but also out of fear that these villains might find it too little and not spare Lu Qing and his sister, every household had even pooled some money together to give them.

Now, hearing these people turn the tables and accuse them, Old Man Zhang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"I think you just spent all the money and now want to come back and extort more!"

"Grandpa Zhang, why waste words with them? At worst, we fight them to the death! We can\'t let them take Xiao Yan away!"

Wang Da\'an, his face flushed, shouted while holding a hoe.

This shout roused the other young villagers too, "Yes, fight them! We don\'t believe that so many of us can\'t take down a few of them!"

Seeing dozens of villagers waving their sticks and hoes, looking like they were about to charge, the so-called members of the Black Wolf Gang on the opposite side began to look a bit pale.

Even though they were strong and knew some martial arts, they couldn\'t say for sure they could withstand being mobbed by so many villagers.

Those with weaker mental fortitude were already panicking a little.

Even the mole-faced man, who had been shouting the loudest, was now having second thoughts.

Usually, he was used to running rampant, relying on the Black Wolf Gang\'s power. Wherever he went, no one dared to look him in the eye.

Unexpectedly, in this small Jiuli Village, this trick didn\'t work.

Seeing that a major conflict was inevitable, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, who had remained silent, finally spoke in a slow, gloomy tone: "Old man, you say all the money from selling the Lu family\'s property was handed over, but can you answer a few questions for me?"

"Ask!"

Old Man Zhang also didn\'t want everyone to really clash with the other side.

The Black Wolf Gang had a notorious reputation. Even if they managed to drive them away this time, there was no guarantee they wouldn\'t come back with more people tomorrow.

They were just ordinary villagers. How could they truly fight against these ruthless villains?

"My question is simple. If you say all the money from selling the Lu family\'s property was handed over, then why do Lu Ming\'s two children still have so much money?"

"Recently, I saw with my own eyes that Lu Ming\'s eldest son was spending money like water at the Grand Bazaar, buying things left and right. His lavishness even made me envious."

"And the little girl behind you, isn\'t she wearing new clothes? How do you explain that?"

"Well..." Old Man Zhang was speechless at first, then quickly responded, "That\'s the money given to Lu Qing by his master."

"Do you think I\'m an idiot?" The gloomy-eyed man’s face turned cold immediately, "I\'ve only ever heard of disciples giving money to their masters, never the other way around. I think that money is what you withheld back then and gave to these two little brats!"

"You\'re talking nonsense! There\'s no such thing!"

However, the gloomy-eyed man didn\'t want to waste any more words with Old Man Zhang and the others.

He directly gave an order: "Old Qi, go and grab that little girl, then find the other brat!"

"Yes, Fifth Brother!"

The mole-faced man stepped forward and walked towards them.

"What are you doing?!"

Old Man Zhang quickly protected Xiao Yan and retreated. Wang Da\'an shouted loudly, holding his hoe.

"What are we doing?" The mole-faced man sneered, "Lu Ming and his wife haven\'t finished paying their debt to us. Since these two brats still have money, they have to hand it all over!"

"If they don\'t have money, this little girl looks pretty good. Selling her to a trafficker should fetch a decent price, enough to cover part of her parents\' debt!"

"You dare!"

Wang Da\'an\'s eyes widened, the hoe in his hand pointed straight at the mole-faced man.

"You\'d better think carefully," the gloomy-eyed man said coldly, "If you don\'t hand over the little girl, do you really think the Black Wolf Gang is easy to deal with?"

"Don\'t blame me for not warning you. No one has ever messed with the Black Wolf Gang and walked away unscathed. Whoever dares to stop us will have their family destroyed!"

These words sent a shiver through the villagers of Jiuli Village.

Han Lao Wu and his gang were notorious in the area.

Relying on their membership in the Black Wolf Gang, they were ruthless and inhumane in their actions.

No one doubted his threat.

Because in the nearby villages, some had indeed suffered such fates for offending him, ending up with their families destroyed and scattered.

Seeing the villagers were scared by his words, the mole-faced man grinned grimly.

He stepped forward, and this time the villagers didn’t dare to block him.

Only Wang Da\'an stood his ground, refusing to budge.

"Damn it, do you really think I\'ll tolerate this?!"

The mole-faced man suddenly grabbed the hoe from Wang Da\'an\'s hand, stepped forward, got close to Wang Da\'an, raised his arm, and spread his fingers, ready to slap his face.

This slap carried all the strength of the mole-faced man. Wang Da\'an, not knowing martial arts, didn’t know how to dodge.

If this slap landed, his face would be bruised, his teeth broken, and half his face would be ruined.

As the slap was about to land on Wang Da\'an\'s face, some villagers couldn\'t help but close their eyes.

The next moment, the mole-faced man\'s arm was caught by another hand.

"This brother seems to have quite a temper."

At the same time, a voice sounded.

"Brother!" Xiao Yan immediately shouted.

"A Qing?!!"

When the villagers saw the person clearly, they couldn\'t help but exclaim.