Chapter Eleven: Inviting the Wolf into One's Home

  In the spirit of "sneaking into the village to shoot without being seen", Gaoquan, after avoiding several teams of guards inside the village, finally arrived at Zhang Juren's residence. Originally planning to enter through the front door to pay a visit to Zhang Juren, Gaoquan thought it was too late and didn't want to disturb others' nighttime, so he decided to sneak in himself without disturbing anyone else. As he silently praised his own good character, he observed the courtyard walls that were over 6 meters high, thinking of how to climb over them.

  "It's indeed a region that has been plagued by bandits for years. If it weren't for the fact that this place didn't have reinforced concrete, I reckon it would have been built even more solidly!" Gao Quan exclaimed as he narrowly escaped being injured by the iron nails buried in the rice paste on top of the courtyard wall. The rusty iron nails were slightly exposed from the dry yellow rice paste. As Gao Quan sighed and felt fortunate to have discovered them in time, he thought that if he had been punctured, tetanus would have been inevitable, which was almost a death sentence in an era without penicillin. Moreover, there were even some yellowish urine stains on top of the dry rice paste!

  "Poison! I remember when I was reading books, I knew that many of the Eighth Route Army back then would rub the bullet heads on walls and toilets to leave some bacteria on them. Once you're hit, it's not far from death! Especially in a China where science is severely underdeveloped!" Gao Quan stood in a wider part of the courtyard, carefully observing and thinking, and couldn't help but say: "Damn it! It seems that Chinese people are really fucking strong! Even if they were lagging behind their own era by nearly a hundred years, they could still rely on their wisdom and experience to set up such an interesting trap!" Gao Quan's face had a faint smile, and he suddenly found it amusing, especially wanting to see the owner of this village, to see this estimated IQ 140 pervert!

  In the deep eyes, solemnity replaced that last bit of playfulness. With a loud thud, he left a deep footprint on the wall made of glutinous rice paste and yellow mud, as hard as cement!

  In the less rainy Funiu Mountain area, although many houses were built with solid bluestone and granite to prevent bandits, especially in Zhang Juren's village, their roofs were often just supported by wooden beams, with some thatched reeds and a layer of yellow mud pressed on top. Even Zhang Juren's own courtyard was no exception, with rough tiles making Gao Quan look at them with disdain: "How can this wealthy landlord be like this? He spent a lot of silver to buy glutinous rice from the south to build his courtyard walls, but he doesn't even want to fix his own roof properly! If I hadn't observed beforehand and been afraid you'd set some kind of trap, I would have stepped on it and we would have 'shared a bed'! You old miser!"

  Gao Quan was extremely dissatisfied, and began to lift the tiles on the roof of this largest and brightest room. Underneath, the snowy flesh, as well as the electric lights that Zhang Juren had introduced for his own special hobby, let out a high-pitched sound, causing Gao Quan to exclaim: "Damn it, isn't this Fu Rong sister?! Your damn taste is really too special! It's unbearable! I can't take it anymore!" Gao Quan angrily shouted. Then, with a sudden movement, the fragile roof and countless tiles, along with Gao Quan's agile figure, smashed to the ground with a loud crash, covering the large room in a mess of white snow and crushed dry yellow mud.

  A skinny old man in his seventies was dragged down from his bed, stark naked! When he saw Gaoquan's eyes filled with intense killing intent and his furious face, as well as the giant ghost-headed knife in his hand, the old man's thing instantly went limp. The originally chaotic room suddenly became solemn, and the naked old man shivered with cold despite being in a room with three or four braziers!

  "Damn it! You old man! Now you get that rotten woman out of here immediately! As a master, you should have some dignity! How can you even look at this kind of trash?! Are you blind?!...". Facing Gao Quan's furious roar, Zhang Juren was initially only terrified, fearing that the strong man in front of him would cut him in half with his knife. But when he found out that this fool had no grudge against him and was only angry because of his woman problem, after his concubine, Fu Rong, put on a thin dress for him, the anger in his eyes began to accumulate slowly...

  Gao Quanwan was getting more and more agitated, with saliva constantly "spraying" onto the face of this increasingly dissatisfied old man. With a loud "bang", Gao Quanwan cut the large bed covered in red silk into two pieces with one knife. As the bed top fell down, a woman with a flushed face emerged from inside, not looking at Gao Quanwan with flirtatious eyes, but rather with an extremely coquettish expression - it was Furong sister. Gao Quanwan felt extreme regret in his heart! He hated that he had let out such a disaster of a person into the world, and wished he could cut her down with one knife.

  He still couldn't help but take action, and after defeating more than a dozen guards who had rushed in, he finally intimidated the young man in front of him. Although they didn't know each other's backgrounds, at least this young man hadn't crippled anyone with his moves, nor had he done anything outrageous or robbed anyone when no one was around to stop him. Zhang Juren, who understood people well, decided to use his actions to persuade the young man to stay, after all, his own guards were all skilled martial artists from western Henan, and yet they couldn't withstand even a single move from this young man who didn't even use a sword! Even if he couldn't be persuaded to stay, it would be good to give him some money as a parting gift, a nice gesture that would make things easier when they met again in the future.

  If Zhang Juren knew that Gao Quan was a Red Army and came from under the red flag, having received years of "education" from the party (force-fed, in one ear and out the other) as one of the "new people", the "flowers" of the motherland (plucked for convenience, just to pretend to be...), especially with a deep understanding of history and a clear direction for future historical development, who knows what thoughts and feelings he would have!

  Looking at the table filled with chicken, duck, fish and meat, the high-spirited one's eyes lit up! At an age where one is growing physically, they naturally yearn for these things! Although the high-spirited one also inserted a silver needle into the seam of their hand to test if there was poison in the food. With a very silly expression, the high-spirited one smiled foolishly at Zhang Juren, then amidst everyone's laughter, began eating and drinking heartily until their belly was round and full, their eyes still lingering on the chicken, duck, fish and meat on the table.

  "It's a show!" Zhang Juren took one look at Gao Quan's appearance and knew he was from some poor, remote village, who had never seen the world. Not only did he eat awkwardly, but also didn't even try to see if there was anything special about these foods, without any rich social experience. The thin Zhang Juren stroked his white beard while smiling at Gao Quan, eating with his mouth, holding food in his hand, and looking at the bowl! "I'm not afraid of your strengths, I'm afraid of your weaknesses! You ate and still wanted more, you can stay and be my gatekeeper! Damn it, aren't you supposed to be tough? In the future, you'll still have to listen to me! When I tell you to do something, you'll still have to go do it!"

  For such a passionate and hospitable landlord, Gaoquan is really meeting for the first time. Last time it wasn't him who wanted to take action himself, now he has such high-end treatment, originally came to rob Gaoquan but really didn't dare: "Uh, Master can you help me pack up these leftover chicken ducks fish and meat? I still have dozens of brothers outside! This time passing by your precious land is really troubling!"

  After listening to Gaoquan's words, Zhang Juren didn't react for a while, and then fell into a state of extreme joy: "Fortunately, there are still dozens of brothers! If those people were even slightly inferior to him in martial arts..." Zhang Juren muttered to himself, his mind dazed. The feeling of being suddenly surrounded by happiness was truly exhilarating! A group of powerful martial artists!

  "Hey, big shrimp, what are you guys doing here?!" Zhang Juren asked cautiously. "Oh! This... originally my brothers and I were quite successful in our hometown, but we didn't expect to offend a larger gang's interests! Now they're chasing us with a large group of people! That's why we had to bring our brothers out to avoid trouble, luckily the village head is treating us well! If there's an opportunity in the future, we'll definitely repay him heavily!"

  Now Zhang Juren was worried! Even Gao Quan could only hide, and it was possible that the red bandits were the only ones with a few thousand people! Although he had strong soldiers and horses in his hands, and countless reinforcements, he didn't want to provoke these evil stars easily! If he provoked powerful enemies because of this, his own business would definitely be damaged! After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Juren decided to send 500 yuan and a mirror box that was just bought from the provincial military warehouse to Gao Quan with great righteousness.

  Gao Quan was so excited that he gave a deep bow to the very generous Zhang Juren, then swept away the 500 yuan on the table and a brand new 20-dollar bill, before turning around and leaving! He had to hurry and tell Lianzhang and the Political Commissar that there was a big fat sheep here! If they could bring it down, they would have enough to eat for half a year!

  Behind him was Zhang Juren, who was self-satisfied and smiling with a hint of pride for his own actions.