Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Chapter 487

Facing Shen Zhongwei’s threat, Wu Xuelan, while speaking, actually took the initiative in the conversation.

After finishing a series of reasonable and very generous remarks, Shen Zhongwei was successfully persuaded.

"You’re really willing to cooperate?" he didn’t press Wu Xuelan to take off her clothes there and then, but rather asked with some disbelief.

"Do I have a choice? Even if I’m going to be screwed, I want it to be pleasurable, having you wave a knife in front of me makes neither of us comfortable. It’s just a one-time thing anyway; might as well go all out." Wu Xuelan spoke very frankly.

"Hurry up and wash, I’ll go change into something sexier to please you!"

"I want stockings!" Shen Zhongwei shouted urgently.

"Alright, as you wish, I have crotchless stockings. You don’t need to take them off, you can just do it right through them," Wu Xuelan said.

"Good, good, that’s it," Shen Zhongwei laughed lewdly, "Damn, I knew you were a tease, but I didn’t expect you to be this far gone. I like it, heh heh heh."

"Go take your damn bath, you ghoul!" Wu Xuelan said.

Shen Zhongwei’s figure appeared in the courtyard; he was grinning broadly, practically scampering off toward Wu Xuelan’s bathroom, which was just to the left of the main entrance.

It turned out they had been talking in front of the north room all along.

Yang Fan couldn’t help feeling relieved; it was a good thing he had been cautious and hadn’t made any unnecessary noise.

Seeing Shen Zhongwei enter the bathroom as the light came on inside, Yang Fan quietly slipped down from the rooftop, brought in the wooden beam that was leaning outside, and slid into the yard along it.

Yang Fan peeked around the corner of the building just as Wu Xuelan was walking into her room.

She was indeed changing her clothes.

Glancing warily in the direction of the bathroom, Yang Fan looked around.

Although he felt his combat abilities were decent at the moment, to be cautious, he still wanted to find something to defend himself.

But Wu Xuelan’s home was just too tidy; there was nothing that could be used as a weapon.

He quickly slipped into the kitchen and looked around there as well.

Ultimately, his gaze settled on a rolling pin.

There wasn’t much to choose from; it seemed only the rolling pin was somewhat handy.

Picking up the rolling pin, Yang Fan tiptoed toward Wu Xuelan’s bathroom.

Suddenly, he noticed that the door to Wu Xuelan’s bathroom opened outwards.

With that in mind, why bother looking for a weapon? He could just block the door!

Looking around, Yang Fan quickly rushed to the door and grabbed a wooden plank from the entrance, wedging it at the top of the door.

After doing this, he quietly listened for any noise coming from the bathroom.

The sound of running water was loud and Shen Zhongwei appeared to be happily humming a tune, completely unaware of the noises outside.

The old fool sure has a big heart!

On the run and still thinking about women, he deserves to die!

Confirming that Shen Zhongwei hadn’t noticed anything amiss outside, Yang Fan moved several hollow bricks from the storage room by the door and stacked them at the entrance to the bathroom.

He had barely finished when Wu Xuelan walked out from her room.

Not only had she changed her clothes, but she had also changed into something very provocative.

On top, she wore a tank top dress so short it barely covered her buttocks, and below, black stockings.

Looking at this situation, it seemed Wu Xuelan really was preparing to cooperate with Shen Zhongwei if she had no other choice.

Upon seeing Yang Fan, her face instantly lit up with wild joy, and she quickly walked over, asking excitedly, "You really came?"

"You were really going to let him do it?" Yang Fan asked.

Wu Xuelan extended her right hand, which had been hidden behind her back, revealing a sharp blade clasped in her fingers.

"I don’t mind any position with the man I like, but if a man I dislike wants to touch me, I’ll kill him!" Wu Xuelan said fiercely, "I was prepared, if you didn’t come, to pretend to use my mouth to help him, then slash his thing with this blade. After all, this would be self-defense, and killing him wouldn’t be too much."

Yang Fan involuntarily shuddered, "Okay, there’s no need to spell it out, I can already feel the pain."

Wu Xuelan giggled softly, her eyes brimming with a quiet intensity as she looked at Yang Fan and whispered, "Thank you, you’re really willing to risk your life for me."

"Uhh..." Yang Fan was left speechless.

Although he indeed came because of his relationship with Wu Xuelan, something about that statement sounded odd to him.

"Now’s not the time for this, help me barricade the door, I’m calling the police!" Yang Fan said in a low voice.

"I already called them," Wu Xuelan said, "That old bastard is quite cautious, he suddenly remembered to snatch my phone while sitting there, but what he doesn’t know is that I have two phones."

"I can probably get someone here faster!" Yang Fan said, taking out his phone and dialing Xiang Xue Ting’s number.

Just then, Shen Zhongwei inside the shower room seemed to finally realize something was wrong and began furiously pounding on the door.

But there were over a dozen hollow bricks, each weighing about twenty to thirty pounds, stacked outside the door, plus a plank was wedging it, and both Yang Fan and Wu Xuelan were also leaning against it. Shen Zhongwei wouldn’t be able to open it unless he was stronger than Yang Fan.

"Bitch, open the door for me!" Shen Zhongwei roared from behind the door.

"Bitch, you stay put inside there, you still want to come out? You’re dreaming!" Wu Xuelan yelled back.

Bang bang bang!

Shen Zhongwei slammed against the metal door with violence.

No matter how agitated he was inside, he could only manage to push the door open a tiny crack.

Yang Fan’s call connected.

"Officer Xiang, stop searching the mountains; that bastard sneaked back into the village, he’s at Wu Xuelan’s place, hurry over!" Xiang Xue Ting hadn’t even had a chance to speak before Yang Fan quickly relayed the message.

Bang—crash!

At that moment, Shen Zhongwei, seeing no hope of breaking the door, turned his attention to the shower room’s small window.

Glass shards rained down, followed by Shen Zhongwei’s ferocious head poking out.

"Bitch, I’ll kill you—open the door... Huh, Yang Fan?"

After cursing, Shen Zhongwei finally saw Yang Fan standing next to Wu Xuelan.

Yang Fan smiled amiably, "Good evening!"

After saying that, he swung the rolling pin in his hand at Shen Zhongwei’s head, "Go back in there, what else do you want?"

The shower room window was not large; its width was only about forty centimeters top to bottom.

Through such a small gap, perhaps a child could squeeze through, but it was virtually impossible for an adult.

"Ouch!" Shen Zhongwei cried out in pain and tumbled back into the shower room.

"Yang Fan, you son of a bitch, just you wait! When I get out, I’m going to kill you two bastards. Who would have guessed, the two of you were actually involved, heh heh heh..."

Yang Fan spoke calmly, "Indeed, filthy minds see everything as filthy. What makes you so sure we’re involved? Just stay put inside, you might want to consider suicide as an option. But as for the rest, forget about it."