124. The Sad Ah Hu
124. The Sad Ah Hu
"Send it directly to the police station?"
"Send a fart to the police station, this kind of pervert has to hang the sign of 'dumb rapist' (strong poultry husbandry) around his neck, and parade in the streets of ten miles and eight towns!"
"What age is it, there are still such bastards, are you crazy about women?"
After a while, the whole Chenjia Village became brightly lit.
A group of men, women and children gathered together in the small courtyard of Chen Laohai's house, packed to the brim.
Taking advantage of everyone's attention, they were all on the bald man lying on the ground.
Chen Youcai covered his nose, found a long bamboo pole, and picked Zhao Xiaolin's short-sleeved jacket out of the cowshed.
"It stinks, I don't want it..."
Zhao Xiaolin's face was pale, she pinched her nose in disgust, and shook her head desperately at the coat stained with Niuxiang.
Chen Youcai nodded helplessly, raised the bamboo pole in his hand, and threw his coat on the roof of the cowshed, so as not to be spotted by others.
With a bang, a basin of cold water poured down on his head.
The bald man, who was so stimulated that he was about to pass out, trembled all over, and his red eyes gradually returned to normal.
"Tsk tsk, this product is probably useless, the eggs have been kicked off..."
"It really deserves it!"
"Bah, shameless!"
A group of old women stretched their necks, and most of their attention fell on the crotch of the bald man, who kept making comments.
The bald man's face was pale, his hands were still desperately covering his crotch, and the gaps between his fingers were full of black blood and Niu Xiang...
There were noisy discussions above his head, and the bald man shook his head violently, trying to wake up his drowsy mind a little.
Who am I, why am I here, why does my crotch hurt so much...
After a long while, his eyes regained focus and he remembered his purpose of coming here.
His name is Ahu, and he is the captain of the security team of the Wu family's old house in Jinling. He has practiced martial arts hard since he was a child, and he has developed a whole body of skills.
This time, Uncle Fu sent him to Chenjia Village, Shifang County, Nanling City. He wanted to bring a rural youth named Chen Youcai back to Jinling and hand him over to Wu Junhao and Wu Shao for questioning.
Originally thought it was an easy and boring field task, Ah Hu didn't take Chen Youcai to heart at all.
Unexpectedly, squatting at the entrance of the village and waiting until Chen Youcai came back, the other party seemed very strange.
Although I succeeded in one blow, I didn't wait to be happy, but was sprayed on the face by something...
The memory after that became messy and broken.
The hot and unbearable desire, the stinking cowshed, the bowl-sized hooves kicked high and backward, and the shadow of the stick falling like a torrential rain...
Ahu lowered his head in a daze, looking at his messy crotch, he immediately collapsed.
"Send me to the hospital, please, send, send me to the hospital..."
He burst into tears, thinking that he would bid farewell to his male identity in the future, his heart shattered.
"Damn, I still want to go to the hospital. If you don't beat me to death, you'll be considered a high incense!"
Chen Daqiang was wearing a shirt and his old face was dark. From the villagers' messy narration, he roughly understood what happened.
Isn't it just to build an asphalt road, why Mao always has jealous guys who come here to make trouble?
The poisoning incident half a month ago left a huge shadow in the hearts of the villagers, which has not completely dissipated until now.
Unexpectedly, right now there is another disgusting pervert who wants to fuck a cow!
What the fuck does that mean?
It shows that people regard Chenjiacun as a soft persimmon, and they can pinch it however they want!
As the village head of Chenjia Village, Chen Daqiang only felt that his old face was going to be swollen from beatings, which clearly meant that he didn't take him seriously as the village head.
"Tie him up! Beat him to death first, and send him to the police station at dawn!"
After roaring in anger, Chen Laohai immediately found a few straw ropes that were usually used to tie pigs, and then brought a long pole thick as a thigh from the house.
Several villagers rushed forward and tied Ahu into rice dumplings with all their hands and feet.
Someone dug a small hole with a hoe, and stuck Ahu Lianren and the pillar directly into the hole.
Then bury the soil tightly and let it stand upright on the open space in the middle of the village.
From a distance, it looks like an extra-large sky-swapping monkey.
The wound was strangled by the grass rope and was eroded with sweat stains. Ahu grinned his teeth, rolled his eyes white from the pain, and almost passed out.
But how can the villagers who are filled with righteous indignation spare him for nothing?
With a whoosh, some wicked ghost brought a bowl of chili water and splashed it directly on Ah Hu's vitals.
He let out a scream, with blue veins on his forehead, and the pain was so painful that he almost wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself.
God is so pitiful, considering that Ah Hu has spent half his life in Jinling, he can be regarded as a well-known figure in both black and white.
During these years of doing dirty work for the Wu family, the number of times blood was seen on the hands is countless, and many lives have been stained.
Have you ever been so humiliated?
"You wait for me, Chenjiacun... Hahaha, I will slaughter your Chenjiacun!"
Ahu laughed back in anger, with a hideous and thin face, what he said was like gnashing his teeth.
At this moment, he simply hated these black-faced countrymen.
"Damn, you still dare to speak hard, just because you are a pervert?"
The villagers were so angry that their faces were crooked, and they didn't say anything. Bowl after bowl of chili water, and a bald man who was in good shape, was drenched like a spicy stick...
Ah Hu yelled in pain, and his stubborn mouth naturally had no good end.
He held on for a while, and then he became honest. He shrugged his head and dared not say anything more.
"Uncle Daqiang, let everyone go back, we have to work tomorrow."
Chen Youcai saw that everyone had lost their anger, so he stepped forward to persuade Chen Daqiang in a low voice.
"I have nothing to do anyway. I will guard this guy in the second half of the night and send him to the Zhangjia Town Police Station at dawn."
"Okay, then work harder."
Chen Daqiang didn't say much, nodded, and waved his hands to let the villagers who were still full of enthusiasm scatter.
"You go back to sleep too, don't be afraid."
Chen Youcai turned his head and took Zhao Xiaolin's little hand, and comforted her a few words.
The latter bit his lip, nodded in fear, and followed Aunt Xu home obediently.
The villagers had almost dispersed, Chen Youcai met Chen Dazhuang's gaze, smiled, and said that he would know the seriousness and not mess around.
Chen Dazhuang didn't speak, stood there for a while, and then left.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
The brightly lit village returned to tranquility once again, and turned into darkness, only the incandescent lamp in the arbor of the big locust tree in the middle of the village was still on.
Chen Youcai moved a stool, sat beside Ah Hu, pinched his nose, and asked in a low voice.
I have to say that the smell from this product is called "colorful".
Ah Hu lowered his eyes, squinted at Chen Youcai, sneered, and turned his head away.
"Hey, you don't think I dare not torture to extract a confession, do you?"
Chen Youcai smiled, took out the powerful spray, and waved it in front of Ah Hu whose face changed slightly.
"Do you want to ignite the fire in your heart again?"
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