Chapter 104

Chapter 104

Biaozi had just lit a cigarette. The men were squatting near a withered tree; the underbrush in the winter woods was still fairly thick, hiding their figures from clear view. The underling tasked with keeping watch shouted rather loudly and was scolded by Biaozi: "You stupid piece of shit, yelling like that, you afraid she won't hear you? If that little bitch gets scared and runs back, hurry up and grab her!"

The men quickly grabbed the ropes and sacks on the ground, ready to tie her up. They had caught a distant glimpse of Feng Xia before, and combined with Yang Tianhua's description of the fairest and youngest girl, it wasn't hard to guess which one was Feng Xia. Biaozi thought of the girl's snow-white skin, a greedy and lustful look spreading across his face. Tsk, this time I'm going to have some fun.

Feng Xia strolled leisurely into the mountains, pretending not to hear the rustling behind her. When she reached a relatively flat area halfway up the mountain, where a few wild chestnut trees grew, she noticed that all the chestnuts had long been picked clean. The ground was littered with fuzzy chestnut husks, along with many traces of foraging animals. Feng Xia picked a relatively smooth stone, sat down at ease, and waited quietly for her visitors.

A few minutes later, when Biaozi and his gang followed Feng Xia's footprints to this spot, they saw the young girl sitting on the large bluestone.

She wasn't old, with a bit of baby fat on her cheeks, bright black eyes, and delicate, pretty features like a mountain spirit. She had none of the rustic air of a country girl, and her every move carried a natural elegance and poise.

The men were startled, then their eyes immediately burned with desire. None of them were good men, and now with a stunningly beautiful young girl waiting for them, how could they not be delighted? Biaozi even loosened his belt, approaching Feng Xia with a ferocious grin. "Looks like you've got some sense, little bitch. Let us brothers have a good time, and I'll spare your life. You tell me, why did you have to offend Yang Tianhua of all people? He's the county magistrate's brother-in-law. Killing you is easier than squashing an ant."

A small dimple appeared on Feng Xia's cheek as she smiled sweetly, but her eyes were icy cold. She asked, "So you're sent by Yang Tianhua?"

Biaozi reached out a hand, wanting to touch Feng Xia's tender cheek. Feng Xia turned her head and dodged. Biaozi's face immediately darkened, and he raised his hand to slap her.

"You little slut, don't be ungrateful. I'm telling you, if you serve your Grandpa Biao well today, I might let you live. Don't think you're someone special. Once I'm done with you, I'll sell you off, and you'll be nothing but a whore for every man, got it?"

As Biaozi spoke, his hand was about to land on Feng Xia's face. Feng Xia didn't move. She extended two fair fingers, lightning-fast, and clamped onto Biaozi's thick hand. Then she twisted hard. With a "crack," Biaozi's rough, dark hand was broken. The burly man, six feet tall and weighing two hundred and fifty pounds, broke out in cold sweat from the pain, clutching his hand and howling.

The nearby underlings quickly rushed to support him. Biaozi, furious and humiliated, roared, "What the hell are you waiting for? Tie up that little bitch! Hurry up!"

The underlings were also stunned by Feng Xia's move. After a moment's hesitation, they summoned their courage and stepped forward, ropes and sacks in hand, trying to catch her. Feng Xia didn't hold back. Her long legs lashed out, kicking them all to the ground. This kick was forceful; the area she hit immediately swelled and ached. The pain was real, like a broken bone. Ouch, maybe the bone really was broken.

The men lay on the ground, clutching their injuries and rolling around. Carelessly, they got stuck with chestnut husk burrs, pricking them like hedgehogs. Every part of their bodies felt terrible. Feng Xia was still sitting on the bluestone, smiling as she watched. Biaozi was now terrified of this she-devil. He tried to sneak away quietly, but Feng Xia lassoed him with a rope loop, exactly like roping a horse. She pulled hard and dragged him back.

"Young Ma'am, I was blind and didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please spare me this time. Just let me go like a fart, don't let a nobody stain your eyes. I'll kowtow to you."

Biaozi really did knock his head on the ground twice. Feng Xia ignored him. She tied them all together in a string, led them to the foot of the back mountain behind the Feng family home, and fastened them to a huge pear tree. Then she clapped her hands and went back home.

As soon as she left, the men tried to escape, but the knots only tightened, cutting into their bones. Biaozi and his gang were on the verge of tears. They were just a few small-time thugs; when had they ever encountered such a thing? Wasn't this trying to kill them? Thirsty, exhausted, and in pain all over, two of them actually broke into sobs. They wished they could go back to that morning and slap themselves awake. Was this demon star someone they could mess with?

Feng Xia entered the house and saw Zhang Ying sitting by the fire in the main room. Her complexion looked a bit better than before. Feng Xia gave her a look, signaling her to come out for something important. Catching the hint, Zhang Ying followed her to the foot of the mountain. When she saw the miserable string of big men, her expression shifted.

Fuming, she wanted to poke Feng Xia, but feared hurting this precious brain of hers, so she said angrily, "You went to do this just now? Why didn't you just tell me? We could have gotten people from the county militia! How could you put yourself in danger like that? If something happened to you, I would really... No, I'm going to report this to the higher-ups. I'll write it all down, every single word. You were way too reckless."

She was so angry she wanted to spank Feng Xia, but she was helpless against this little ancestor. This matter definitely had to be reported to the higher-ups. Feng Xia rubbed her nose and then exposed the instigator, Yang Tianhua. Zhang Ying's face grew increasingly serious as she listened, her demeanor darkening bit by bit. By the time Biaozi and his men finished speaking, her face was as dark as a thundercloud.

"Are these ropes secure?" Zhang Ying tested the thickness of the hemp rope.

Feng Xia replied softly, "Ying, don't worry. This is a wild boar snare, used to catch boars. Even a three-hundred-pound boar can't break free; the more it struggles, the tighter it gets."

When Biaozi and his men heard this, despair filled their eyes. Did a bunch of small fry like them really need such harsh treatment?

Zhang Ying nodded. This was serious. She would personally go to the military base to get a few people. She also needed to notify the city. Such a gang of criminal forces must be severely punished, especially since there was collusion between officials and criminals. That had to be thoroughly investigated.

Zhang Ying went back into the house, grabbed her car keys, and left. The Jeep tore off down the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Feng Xia looked at the men again. She was a little craving the sweet potatoes roasting in the brazier. Not wanting to stand guard any longer, she simply pumped a big burst of energy into Little Black, set the snake on the tree, and walked off leisurely.

Leaving Biaozi and his gang staring wide-eyed at Little Black. The big men were covered in goosebumps from the snake's yellowish, blood-streaked eyes, their legs weak. At this point, they wished the authorities would get there already.

This girl was too eerie, like a ghost.

Biaozi thought of Feng Xia's terrifying strength just now, and his heart trembled. Was she even human? Huh? Was she?

Several of the thugs had similar thoughts. Two cowardly ones were so scared they wet themselves, their crotches stinking. When the winter wind blew, the smell was unbearable. It was a living hell.