Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Chapter 572

The scene in front of them was easy to comprehend.

There was no other explanation—clearly, Bi Gang had snatched someone else’s wife.

But the question was, wasn’t Bi Gang interested in men?

And judging by his effeminate demeanor, he was likely a submissive type.

Since he preferred men, how did he end up seducing another man’s wife? There seemed to be something off about the situation.

"This woman looks so pure and quiet, yet her ambitions are quite big," Old Zhou muttered.

Yang Fan chuckled, "Old Zhou, there are no outsiders here. Even if you describe her as a flirt, I think it’s quite appropriate."

Old Zhou shook his head and said, "You really can’t use such a description. Bi Gang likes men, and since he asked Shanshan to be a beard, he definitely can’t be someone who swings both ways, unless he’s lying. But it doesn’t feel like it."

"So this woman named Liu Wenjing definitely isn’t standing by his side just because she slept with Bi Gang. There must be some other reasons. It’s hard to specify what, but there certainly are other exchanges of benefits between them rather than just physical intercourse."

Yang Fan nodded, "But what they show on the outside is exactly that kind of relationship."

"No matter what this woman’s plans are, her calculations are likely to collapse now," Old Zhou said in a low voice. "Liu Wenjing’s man looks like an honest person, but it’s precisely these kind of honest people who are the most fearsome."

While Yang Fan and Old Zhou were engrossed in watching the drama unfold, the Beautiful Young Woman who had previously sold villas sneakily appeared not far behind them. She had changed out of her sexy outfit into very traditional black pants and a black short-sleeve shirt, sneakily hiding between two buildings and stealthily peeping at Yang Fan and Old Zhou.

At that moment, the commotion from Bi Gang’s side began to escalate.

The honest man’s right hand, which was clutching a machete, tightened more and more. The words he shouted became more and more offensive.

Every sentence was piercing, each word cursing Liu Wenjing’s ancestors, and even further down the line.

"Bi Gang, is someone else’s leftovers tasty? Have you licked it? Maybe it still has my lingering taste. I think you should call me ’daddy’," the man holding the knife sneered and shouted, "A bitch coupled with a bastard, I have found you two truly match each other well!"

Bi Gang, with his arm around Liu Wenjing’s slender waist, stood behind his cronies but said nothing.

He seemed to be just another spectator.

Unfortunately, his back was to Yang Fan’s side, so Yang couldn’t see the expression on his face at that moment.

The knife-wielding man’s words were highly damaging. Normally, Bi Gang would have been furious by now.

But he wasn’t. He just stood there, letting the knife-wielding man stomp and curse wildly.

It wasn’t until the man seemed somewhat tired from shouting that a faint voice from Bi Gang finally carried over, "Your woman is indeed very easy to use, tender, especially from behind—so smooth."

"I really like how Wenjing acts in bed; every position makes me happy. But what really makes me care for her isn’t just that. It’s her proactive, feisty demeanor, but then again, you’ve likely never seen that side of her."

"Has she ever knelt before you and drunk your urine? Could she let you help her wash her face with that certain something? Could she swallow those things for you with her own mouth? I guess not. With your kind of character, you obviously don’t deserve such devotion!"

Liu Wenjing’s body twitched as if she was also feeling quite embarrassed.

The knife-wielding man’s forehead veins bulged, his eyes nearly bursting with rage.

"Bastard, I’ll kill you!"

He roared, lifting the machete and suddenly chopping wildly.

Bi Gang’s cronies immediately rushed forward, some grabbing the knife-wielding man around the waist, others hitting his head and arms with a baton.

In just a moment, the knife had been seized from the man’s hand.

He was knocked to the ground.

Old Zhou hissed softly, sighing, "Fanzi, Bi Gang really knows how to crush a heart!"

"The man with the knife had been cursing for so long and he remained unmoved, but with just a few words, he completely broke the knifeman’s spirit. It really shows some skill. No matter whether Bi Gang actually did it or not, once he said those words, the knifeman’s heart utterly collapsed," Yang Fan also said.

Old Zhou shook his head and said, "However, I think that Liu Wenjing really wanted Bi Gang to do that to her. Look at how she wiggled her little butt after Bi Gang finished speaking; she almost wished they could get it on right there and then."

Yang Fan nodded, he had noticed it too.

"What do you think Bi Gang will do to that knifeman?"

Old Zhou shook his head, "I don’t know, we’ll see."

At the main gate of the residential complex, Bi Gang’s lackeys formed a circle and were kicking and punching the knifeman.

Just listening to those screams of agony, Yang Fan felt the pain.

"Let’s call the police!" Yang Fan said.

Old Zhou nodded, "I’ll do it, we can’t use that police officer you know this time."

Yang Fan didn’t ask for the reason.

As Old Zhou took out his phone to call the police, Bi Gang’s two lackeys suddenly dragged the knifeman, who seemed almost lifeless, to the first SUV, followed by Bi Gang and Liu Wenjing getting into the car.

The car door slammed shut.

Old Zhou finished his call to the police, put away his phone, and said to Yang Fan, "It shouldn’t take long for someone to arrive."

"Wait, aren’t we looking for evidence? Isn’t this evidence?" Yang Fan suddenly exclaimed.

Old Zhou looked at Yang Fan with a stunned face, "Did you just realize that?"

Yang Fan: ...

"I’ve got the video recorded, but only from the moment Bi Gang’s people started hitting him; I forgot to record the earlier part," Old Zhou said with a sleazy smile, whispering to Yang Fan, "This won’t hurt Bi Gang significantly, but with what’s going on inside the car, it should give him some trouble."

"Deliberately forgotten, right? I understand," Yang Fan shook his head and said.

Speaking embarrassingly, he had indeed just realized that this was the evidence right in front of their eyes.

Old Zhou chuckled softly, saying nothing.

He sneakily turned on his phone again, pretending to casually grab it in his hand.

This time, Yang Fan noticed.

"Why is the car shaking now?" Yang Fan asked.

Old Zhou hissed softly, "Good grief, surely not, what are they doing inside?"

Yang Fan was fairly familiar with the situation before him.

Because he and Zhu Shanshan had done the same thing, and when the thrusting was fierce, the car would shake very obviously.

The car across from them was shaking so much it was almost bouncing.

How fierce was it?

No need to think too much, it was clear that the person being tormented was definitely the knifeman from before.

But whether it was Bi Gang or one of the other two lackeys pressing down on the knifeman, that was unknown.

Liu Wenjing inside was presumably just a spectator.