Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 578

Chapter 578: Chapter 578

Yang Fan felt somewhat creeped out by Old Zhou’s stare.

Especially in the dead of night, Old Zhou’s eyes looked like those of a starving wolf.

Green and hungry.

"Old Zhou, can you stop looking at me like that? If you have something to say, just say it," Yang Fan couldn’t help but blurt out.

If this old guy kept looking at him like that, he would start to wonder if he’d discovered his involvement with Zhu Shanshan.

Old Zhou glanced at the phone that hadn’t been hung up and waved his hand, "It’s nothing. I’ll talk about it later."

Yang: ...

He could actually guess what Old Zhou wanted to say, which was probably just to sourly drop a remark about how awesome he thought he was.

But his expression was so intense that Yang Fan couldn’t help but overthink it a bit.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared three or four meters away from Yang Fan and Old Zhou. She held a cellphone in her hand, deliberately suppressing her voice as she said to Yang Fan and Old Zhou, "You two little thieves, what a nerve you’ve got!"

Yang Fan’s heart tightened fiercely; damn, where did this person come from?

He cautiously sized up the figure in front of him, judging from the voice and physical features that it seemed to be a woman.

Slim waist, relatively wide hips.

With that kind of physique, generally the buttocks are rather large.

Old Zhou coolly asked, "Who are you?"

"Never mind who I am, hand over the stuff you took from inside, and get lost," the figure spoke sternly, "I can mercifully let you go, but you’d better be wise and not cause me any trouble."

"Well, look here, playing the game of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, huh? Little wench, do you even know what we are doing? Daring to threaten us like this!" Old Zhou shot back with a deep voice.

The woman sneered, "Don’t put on airs here, I know exactly what you’re up to. Leave the stuff and scram, or I might just change my mind."

"No problem, change it however you like, whatever makes you happy!" Old Zhou dismissively said.

While these two were verbally sparring, Yang Fan took a closer look at the woman.

The features of her physique made him feel as if she looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Particularly those legs, which clearly seemed as if they were shaped in a gym.

Even if this woman wasn’t an acquaintance, he must have seen her somewhere.

This woman, obviously intercepting Yang Fan and Old Zhou as thieves, seemed prepared for a game of dog eat dog. Maybe she was a thief herself, having just happened upon Yang Fan and Old Zhou.

If not one of their own, who in their right mind roams around a neighborhood at around three or four in the morning?

Especially a woman.

Yang Fan deduced these two pieces of information, but they frankly made him quite disillusioned.

They didn’t add up at all.

He certainly didn’t know any women thieves.

Old Zhou was completely indifferent, like a piece of tough meat, not caring at all about what the woman was saying.

This attitude seemed to infuriate the woman completely, and she coldly said, "Fine, okay then, you’re asking for this. I’m calling the police, and when the time comes, you won’t have the chance to regret it."

"No worries, go ahead and call, and whoever doesn’t call is a coward," Old Zhou casually waved his hand and added, "But let me give you a heads-up, threatening us does have consequences, you better be extra careful from now on. Oh, and especially when you sleep, make sure to lock your doors and windows tight, maybe even add an extra door."

"Otherwise, I’m really worried that you might fall asleep alone and end up pregnant, or even sleep yourself into a coffin. Both outcomes depend mostly on our mood and your looks. You might want to judge for yourself first, then get ready what needs to be prepared ASAP."

"Oh, and those shrouds and other afterlife items, you’d better keep them in a conspicuous place so that we can find them easily to burn for you. If you hide them too deep, we won’t be able to find them."

Under the tree where the streetlight couldn’t reach, an angry curse came from a woman, "You two lowlifes, just wait for your death, you’ll definitely have no chance."

The night was too dark, and the spot where she stood was precisely where the streetlight didn’t reach, so it was impossible to make out her expression.

However, Yang Fan felt that the woman must be about to explode with anger.

Old Zhou’s words were vicious and had a strong lethal effect. In terms of threatening someone, he must be considered at the forefront.

Even if the woman watched Yang Fan and Old Zhou being taken away in a police car, she probably wouldn’t feel at ease. She’d definitely have to upgrade the security at home, or maybe even resort to kidnapping, to completely settle it.

The woman frantically dialed 911.

No sooner had she put down her phone than a massive display of red and blue lights began to flicker nearby.

In the deep, silent night. Although the lights were overwhelmingly bright, the siren, surprisingly, wasn’t sounded.

Under the tree, the woman wrapped in a black scarf looked down at her phone, her expression somewhat bewildered.

Is the police response time this fast now?

Instantly arrived!

It wasn’t even a minute since she hung up the phone, barely a few seconds all told.

A grand parade of police cars came driving through.

At least seven or eight vehicles in total.

The moment the vehicles stopped, the doors of the black armored cars clicked open, and immediately, dozens of armed police stormed out from three armored vehicles, charging straight toward Bi Gang’s villa.

"Hey, hey, hey, you got it wrong," the woman under the tree shouted when she saw they were not arresting but instead going to break down the door. After shouting, she seemed to suddenly realize something was off and hastily stopped in her tracks, covering her mouth.

Although still in plain clothes, Xiang Xue Ting, standing tall like a green pine and looking striking, walked over majestically.

With a scrutinizing look, she examined the woman and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah... I, I live in this community," the woman said sheepishly, "I just went out for a walk, um, a walk, and then I saw two people climbing out of this house. I thought they were thieves, so I called the police. You didn’t come here because of my call, did you?"

Xiang Xue Ting’s eyelids drooped slightly, "Running at 3 a.m.?"

"Ah... Well, I couldn’t sleep, insomnia, just burning off some energy," the woman quickly replied.

At that moment, Yang Fan and Old Zhou also walked over.

"It’s you!" Yang Fan recognized the woman and immediately felt a pain in his teeth, "What are you doing following us around?"

This woman was none other than the beautiful young woman who had sold the villa before.

But she had changed her clothes from the previously almost provocatively revealing outfit to a more conservative black one.

"I... this is..." The beautiful young woman stuttered a couple of times before suddenly saying, "What following you? I just couldn’t sleep and went out for a walk, a walk!"

She almost changed her story but caught herself and quickly corrected what she was about to say.

"Well, your timing for a walk is indeed quite the coincidence," Yang Fan sneered.

Xiang Xue Ting asked, "Fanzi, you know her?"

"Not really, just a passing acquaintance," Yang Fan shook his head and replied.